I Made Perfect Accidents with a Pen After I was Released from Prison

Chapter 37: Adam’s Death

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Who came up with the idea to surround the Welfare Institute?”

Lott’s voice was filled with killing intent. He definitely wanted to kill the person who came up with this vicious plan!

“It’s Bieber! Bieber of the Ian Family said that as long as we surround the Welfare Institute where you were born and spread the news, you’ll appear!”

At this moment, Adam could only deal with this god of death. As he was stalling for time, in the blurry light, Adam looked at the other party’s position.

A pile of bullets poured out from Adam’s pocket and his trembling hands stuffed the bullets into the magazine. As long as he loaded the bullets…

‘You son of a b*tch, if you don’t get shot by me, I’ll take your surname!’

In Chicago.

The deputy King of Hell’s face had been hit, so he could only wash it with the enemy’s blood!

Otherwise, it would be a major event to destroy the gang!

Soon…

The bullets were loaded.

Looking at the figure in the darkness, Adam narrowed his eyes and aimed at the other party.

‘D*mn you to hell!’

Roaring in his heart, Adam pulled the trigger of the revolver. He aimed at the head of the black figure.

“Bang!”

With a deafening gunshot and a flash of fire, everyone in the bar heard the sound of the gunshot.

The originally restless crowd instantly quieted down.

Following that, a few screams broke the silence.

“Ah!”

Countless people fled.

Those who dared to use guns in the King of Hell’s territory were all ruthless characters!

They were afraid of being implicated.

“I dare you to be arrogant! I dare you to barge into my territory alone! You’re going to be killed by me. Are you stupid?!”

After firing the shot, Adam swaggered out from behind the sofa. He sat down on the sofa and poured himself a glass of wine.

Just as Adam was about to drink it, he realized that he could not pick it up no matter how hard he tried.

A knife was pressed against it.

“So, you knew about this but didn’t object?”

Lott’s voice rang out like a shadow.

“Are you a human or a ghost!”

Adam’s eyes were filled with fear. He desperately raised his revolver and pulled the trigger.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Ka!”

“Ka!”

“Ka!”

…

After five gunshots, Lott was still standing in front of Adam in one piece.

However, all bullets had already been fired. It was only fear that made Adam’s finger continue to pull the trigger.

“Swish!”

A knife flew past and directly cut off Adam’s right hand that was holding the gun. Immediately, a large amount of blood spurted out.

“Ahhhhhh!!!”

Adam covered his hands and curled up on the ground, wailing.

Lott was walking in a pool of blood. His leather shoes and the floor made a clicking sound.

Lott picked up the long knife that he had thrown out.

“You participated and didn’t object, right?”

Lott’s long knife continued to exert force. One of his legs was directly cut off.

“Ahhhhh!!! I beg you! Let me go, I’ll compensate you no matter how much money you want. I only beg you to let me go this time!”

Adam’s begging voice sounded pitiful under the lights of the stage.

“Do you know that the children are surrounded by you bunch of animals? It’s useless even if they kneel down and beg you?”

With a slash, Adam’s other hand was cut off. His screams echoed throughout the hall.

Adam used his remaining leg to continuously move backward.

“It was Bieber who asked me to do this. There’s always a debt to be repaid. Go find him and spare my life. If you kill me, the King of Hell will also take revenge on you.”

“I know. He’ll be the next one to be dealt with.”

Lott cut off his remaining leg easily.

Adam had completely lost the ability to move. He could only let his limbs bleed. There was no way to stop it.

“It’ll only take a minute. You’ll go into shock from the bleeding.

“You’ll slowly feel the coldness in your body. You’ll convulse and then your consciousness will become blurry until you die.”

Lott stabbed the long knife next to Adam’s neck.

“If you feel that you cannot endure such torture, you can end your life yourself.”

Lott’s words were like a trial, smashing heavily into Adam’s heart.

Adam looked at the knife that was very close to his neck. It had curled up because it had killed too many people.

Adam did not care about this. He felt that his body was a little cold. He could not die in such a cowardly manner.

Slowly, Adam’s body squirmed.

The jugular veins on his neck moved violently.

A subtle, inaudible sound appeared.

It was the sound of a knife cutting flesh.

Adam was dead!

…

Lott walked out of the bar. He did not immediately go to Bieber or Iverson, the King of Hell. Instead, he returned to the Welfare Institute.

These children and old people were targeted because of him.

There would be a second time.

Lott should develop his own power.

Having made up his mind, Lott opened his search ability.

“Who is the person with the highest potential value nearby?”

In the system.

The human potential value was rated from 1-10 points.

It would be a big shot if it was 6 points onward.

Schubert from the real estate group was a 7.

This was a big shot that most people did not have access to.

As for a 8 or a 9, if you were lucky, you could even write it in a history book.

A 10 was an extremely rare genius.

After clicking confirm, the system began to search for people in the vicinity.

Information quickly passed to Lott’s brain.

Elvin, 36, CEO, ex-military, 6 points.

Cho Chang, 24, actor, makeup artist, 5 points.

…

There were many personal information and many people with low points.

It was difficult to break through 6 points.

Lott was not satisfied with these candidates.

Suddenly, a piece of information lit up his eyes!

Liwell, 18, orphan, gifted, 8 points.

8 points! Finally a high score!

Lott pulled out Liwell’s information.

[Description: Father drunk, mother dead, raised in violence and darkness… 18 years old… On the streets, struggling in the mud at the bottom of society…]

[Bonus 1: He has a powerful physical potential that he doesn’t even know he has…]

[Bonus 2: He’s always looking for a light to illuminate his world.]

[Bonus 3: If you become his sunshine, he’ll be the sharpest blade in your hand! You live and he lives! You die and he dies!]

After a moment’s thought.

Lott got up. He found Liwell. However, he decided to observe first.

Lott put his hands in his pockets, put on a gray hood, and plunged into the night.

…

Chicago Park.

Lott bought a lot of food nearby and came here. He turned left and right and came to a dark path in the park.

The path was too hidden for ordinary people to find.

A half-finished building with only reinforced concrete frames appeared on his left.

Lott walked upstairs and came to the second floor of the dilapidated building.

Lott put the beer and fried chicken aside. He opened a can of beer and drank half of it in one go. Then, he let out a heavy breath.

The overwhelming killing sensation earlier had finally been released a little.