Chapter 172 Please Be Merciful

• Although I was afraid of John, instinctively, I couldn’t bear to forsake him because we used to spend a lot of time together back in the day—he was a brother from another mother of mine in spite of the vicious things that he had done over the years.
• Ashton’s body stiffened all of a sudden. He turned around and stared at me in disbelief. The initially wrathful man stopped and lost himself in the process of thought, with disappointment being written all over his face.
• I stared at him and cast the baton that I had with me aside. As my vision blurred due to the torrents of grief that rushed out of my eyes, I got down on my knees and begged, “Stop it! He’s going to die for real!”