Quick Wear: The yandere boss held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 814 Mafia's Pearl 3
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The sound of the car starting was deafening, like waves of thunder.

Bayton sat in the driver's seat, driving the unobstructed intersection with a relaxed posture.

He glanced at the rearview mirror, and when he noticed that the number of vehicles chasing him had increased from three to six, he casually turned the black box in his hand and joked.

"Oh, what is in this box, these guys in Area B take it so seriously??"

"I really want to open it now."

The tone was relaxed and there was no tension at all.

Jack Tu, who had just killed Lei Nuo, frowned, snatched the black box back in displeasure, and then hugged it into his arms like holding a baby.

"Mr. Beton, could you please concentrate on driving?"

"My current identity is a traitor in Area B. If I get caught, I will die."

"And this thing is what I want to dedicate to the boss, can you please treat it with care?"

Behind him, a car sped up and was about to hit Beton's vehicle. Beton had quick eyesight and quick hands, and with a flick of the tail, he turned a corner and drove to the other side of the road.

The cars in zone b didn't have time to step on the brakes, and they collided one after another, and the front end was basically smashed to pieces.

Bayton knocked on the steering wheel a few times, and he hung up on Jack Tu's words that it had nothing to do with him.

"Tsk tsk. You are also desperately trying to please our boss."

"But...have you ever thought...it's not uncommon for our boss to ask for a traitor?"

Bet's face turned pale.

"What do you mean!"

"I did this for the sake of being able to join District A!! Charlemagne and the people in District B treasure this thing so much, it must have come from an extraordinary source."

"Just dedicate this thing to the boss...then I...!"

Beton's fox face was full of sarcasm, his raised eyes narrowed, and he suddenly stepped on a brake.

Bate, who didn't wear a seat belt, was thrown into the air due to inertia, and his head hit the already bad-smelling car window.

"Stab—!"

The glass was smashed, and Bate lost consciousness directly, with half of his body stuck on the window and passed out.

His precious black case took off with it and was thrown out of the car at the same time.

Beton got out of the car slowly, walked to the front of the car, and patted Bet's face scratched by the glass.

"Ah, ah, so, it's enough for a thug to do what a thug is supposed to do. If he engages in this gaudy thing every day, it will cause civil war between the two sides. Do you think our 'peace-loving' boss can bear you?"

"However, it is also thanks to you that you sent away that troublesome spirit, Renault. As a reward, I will give you a good time."

After finishing speaking, Beton ruthlessly took out his pistol, put it on the back of Jack Tu's head, and shot him neatly, ending his life.

The gun is equipped with a silencer, so the sound is relatively weak.

"Huh~huh~huh~~"

Beton hummed a ditty, picked up the black box that had fallen on the ground, patted the grass on it, and walked leisurely into the deeper bushes.

He teased the box as he walked, tossing it high up, catching it, tossing it again, catching it again.

Bayton played with the box, even put the small square box in the palm of his hand, and circled it.

He didn't realize at all that there was actually a 'person' living in the box he was treating casually.

011 asked with some concern: 【Ho... host... are you okay? 】

(End of this chapter)