CHAPTER 70 - Max's Demeanor: Bloody Show

! WARNING!

The chapter may include extreme physical torture and a thirst for vengeance that may trigger a traumatic experience for the readers.

MAX’S POV

I feel like a maniac right now, so powerful. Looking at their crying faces is just satisfying. Yet, they just arrived though so why make it louder then? But it’s no fun if I would just pick up anything from the table and do it myself. That’s when I thought of the idea of betting a thousand dollars on the first person in this room that can shoot one of them in the leg. A bullet in the leg can only paralyze them. It can’t kill them.

“Let’s turn on some music, shall we?” I walked near the speaker by the TV and had it on full volume.

“So who will be the first? Or do you want me to give a higher price for that?” I asked them as I sat on the single sofa that was placed right in front of the rectangular center table’s end. I looked at Larissa’s face who was mumbling something but couldn’t hear because of the music.

I signaled one of the