Bounty Hunter

to kill. Blood rushed through my veins, adrenaline pumping from his every sob, making me eager to end his suffering. I walked away fr

to him. His left eye had already turned dar

m by the hair and forcefully yanked his head backwards, causing him to yel

ispered and carefully positioned the pliers on one of his big front teet

high. His teeth fully out, I threw it aside and yanked his head backwards, ready to pull out the other big teet

ming down from my high. I brought my hand to his neck, checki

to the lifeless body, wondering if it was worth continuing with what I had in store fo

nd answer without looking at the caller ID. Very few people ha

ure greeting once the pho

very other normal person would?" At the s

still very pisssed off at the fact

sement in her voice as she spoke and that irked me. Rolling my eyes further, I cursed at he

nd lit it, inhaling the smoke and letting it bur

ursed again before walking out of the pr

it worried about the bastard's death being traced back to me. They'll most likely assume it was a gan

ers opt to wear jeans or long pants. I was dressed in black from head to toe. It’s

kes to s

ikes to

. And I would end up throwing that shirt out. Doesn’t help I can’t wash my clothes to save my life. But black

irl, mostly in her mid-twenties, had a handbag pressed to her chest as she nervously sc

nd she fastened her steps. Soon enough, they w

me to step in. My time with the asshole ended sooner than I'd hoped fo

nd pick on someone your size?" all three of thei

eyes were blue? Perhaps green? I couldn't be certain for sure and it didn

ad?" one of them question

sn't interested" I replied calmly. Adrenaline began to rise again

ew I could take them down. It's not about the size, it's all about the t

nother street fight. You know, the typical excha

, I exchanged a few blows and it's disgraceful to say, none of them got a punch in. Soon enough, my knife puncture

rette and after taking two drags, I walked away in the same dire

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