Chapter 418 What Rob Loved Most

• “He’s already dead. I sliced his tendons, one by one, watched his blood drip away, then jabbed him with the gene drug myself. The way he looked—wishing for death—and those screams? Pure music.” Number Seven saw he wasn’t getting out alive and let out a dry laugh as he spoke.
• “You’re fucking dead!” Qin Feng burst out from inside before anyone noticed, snatched a dagger off the floor, and drove it into Number Seven’s gut again and again until he was drenched in blood.
• Of the three, Qin Feng was the most broken. He and Rob had grown up like brothers, thick as thieves since diapers. Finding out Rob died like that lit all his rage into raw strength in his arms.