Chapter 1115

The rundown chemical plant was thick with the stench of blood, mingled with the piercing screams of agony. "Are you alright?" Perseus lightly tapped the ash from his half-burned cigarette. Jesse's gang was useless—none of them could fight! Did they think carrying guns made them tough? As soon as her ropes came loose, Clarissa snatched the dagger from Perseus. "Give me the dagger. I want to slice these assholes to pieces myself." Her face darkened as she approached Jesse. "What are you trying to do?" Terror-stricken, Jesse broke into a cold sweat, still reeling from the loss of his hand. He still had no idea how his hand had been severed. Perseus had moved like lightning, vanishing and reappearing in an instant. How terrifying! "What do you think I'm going to do?" Clarissa narrowed her eyes and smiled. The dagger's blade caught the light as she plunged it into Jesse's thigh. He screamed, "You crazy bitch!" His body trembled uncontrollably. But Clarissa wasn't done. In