Chapter 203
Chapter 203:
Relieved to hear Ashton was unharmed, Mylo let out a sigh of relief.
Then, turning to Roger with a look of disdain, he said, “I’m sorry, what was that? I didn’t catch it. Could you repeat p>
Internally, Roger seethed.
To him, Ashton’s lack of a scratch seemed almost disgraceful. How could he claim it was a narrow escape when he was perfectly fine?
And here was this officer, only concerned about Ashton, despite the visible blood on others.
Roger felt more cornered as he noticed the rapport between Ashton and Mylo.
And with Ashton’s intense, almost predatory stare, Roger felt like a cornered prey, reminiscent of Little Red Riding Hood before the Big Bad Wolf.
Out of sheer terror, and ignoring the pain in his leg, Roger was desperate to get as far away from Ashton as possible.
He blurted out, “Officers, I confess! Arrest me! Just yesterday, I skipped out on paying for breakfast and stole a kid’s bike to get away. I even took my neighbor’s underwear and jammed locks with chewed-up gum. I confess to all of it. Please, just arrest me p>
Hearing this, Roger’s underlings began to confess their own misdemeanors. They even wanted to snatch the handcuffs and put them on their wrists themselves.
Their only goal was to get arrested as soon as possible—to put as much distance between themselves and Ashton as they could.
The peculiar scene left the officers present utterly baffled. Before their arrival, they had prepared for a grueling fight, bringing every resource at their disposal. They anticipated a tough battle.
However, the situation took an unexpected turn. The once aggressive gang members now stood in line, timidly confessing their crimes.
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Even the most seasoned veterans among them had never witnessed such a bizarre scenario.
What had they experienced?
Confronted with this unforeseen development, Mylo and his team acted decisively.
With a wave of his hand, Mylo swiftly directed Roger and his subordinates into the police van.
Roger was no stranger to being transported in police vehicles, but for the first time, he felt an unusual sense of safety.
As he recalled Ashton’s chilling gaze and actions, a shiver ran down his spine.
Despite his years in the criminal underworld and exposure to countless grim scenes, Roger had never encountered anyone like Ashton.
Beneath his innocent smile, Ashton had a knack for inflicting unspeakable torment.
He was a demon in disguise!
Shuddering, Roger glanced back, relieved to see Ashton had not followed the van.
“Who knows?” Roger muttered to himself. “Today was a close call. Lucky I dodged that bullet p>