Jeff The Killer Liu Novels & Stories

Elanor let out a sigh. Then, she said quietly, “Young Master Bauer…” “Enough. Let’s not talk about this.” Jeff waved his hand to cut her off. “How are your injuries?” “Were you scared?” “That b*stard was one of mine, but he still tried to kill you! He deserves death!” Jeff clapped his hands. Right after that, someone handed a firearm to him. He pulled the trigger without even bothering to look at the man with the buzzcut.

"Exactly." The Minister smiled. "Helena gave us credibility." No… no, she hadn't, she had given them a weapon. And they had used it far better than she ever intended. The Chief Inspector leaned forward. "Do we foresee any issues from the judge herself?" The room became quiet, one of the prosecutors shrugged. "Not likely." "She's grieving." "Besides, she was convinced from the beginning that Dr. Kuntz murdered Marcus." Another laugh. "People rarely question the lies they tell themselves."

“Brother Jian, you’re so cute. Look at your ears.” Xiu Zhangjian hurriedly covered them. “M-Miss Chen…” “Think about it. All four murder victims were guards. So we’re actually lucky to be prisoners,” Chen Yufei said with another laugh. Yet somehow, there was a bitter note hidden within that crisp sound. She then sat down on the bed beside Xiu Zhangjian, staring straight ahead. In a different tone, she said, “Do you know, Brother Jian? I actually want to thank that mysterious killer.”

He lay on the ground as if he had been paralyzed, only screaming. The lobby manager was also afraid of death, so he said, "Okay, stop fighting." Several security guards stopped and stood aside. Zhou Tian looked at Luo Jie. From Luo Jie's eyes, Zhou Tian could tell that he was afraid. A professional killer might not be afraid of death, not to mention that Luo Jie was so rich and lived a comfortable life. He didn't want to die in Huaxia, so he wanted to go back abroad and continue to live a carefree life.

Xiao Xi mumbled and smirked from behind. “Now coming to the first clause…” and like this Lawyer Li explained the fraud to the court exactly how it was told by Su Yeon. “Here are the proofs of the low payment. Also, I have got some more testimonies of people from city K against the frauds done by Mr. Zhu to them, which proves that this is his regular usual activity.” Su Yeon and Lufan were shocked to see these proofs. They both looked at the most likely person, Li Kang Jun, who smirked at his wife, spreading warmth inside her.

Lu didn’t like it, not at all. It came from letting the girl go. He knew this. When she left, she’d go directly to the police and tell them all about the young Asian man, early 20s, surprisingly muscled and wiry, maybe 130 pounds. 150? He usually wore a T-shirt. A dirty denim jacket when things got cold. Jeans and sneakers. Oh, yes, and he had a knife—long, shiny, very clean and very sharp knife. He murdered his father with that knife. He drives a semi. His name is Lu. He’s killed several other girls. When you find him, it should be the death penalty all the way, please. He hit me in the head with a wrench. It hurt so terribly, so terribly that I threw up, over and over and over. It’s a mira

After hanging up the phone, Isabella knew that her family would probably become suspicious, so she contacted Sophia specifically. Leaving the hospital, Isabella drove, and Ethan in the passenger seat received a message from Colin. "The shooter's name is Jeff, 40 years old, a retired soldier who has been working as an extra for years. Colin found the person; he drowned and died. Jeff was diagnosed with leukemia recently, and he has an 18-year-old daughter." So, everything makes sense now. It wasn't a fan at all. Jeff was doing things for the sake of his daughter's future, accepting money and then ending his own life.

Jeff revealed, his eyes distant as if retracing his steps. The weight of his past actions and the loss he had endured were evident in his demeanor. "Why do you want to take revenge?" Drake's question hung in the air, his curiosity genuine as he sought to understand the motivations behind Jeff's desires. Jeff's voice wavered as he responded, his tone carrying a heaviness that seemed to be the result of years of suppressed emotions. "My family was killed," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "My wife and three children were killed on the same day at my old house."