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Dangerous Redemption [BL]

When he was born, his grandfather declared he would be a tyrant who would slaughter and pillage, a cold psychopath who would ascend the world throne. Cruelty and indifference are engraved into his bones and madness from years of licking blood on the edge of a knife. His fate hides countless sins. Drugs, guns, gangs, war, and blood. The heavens themselves would not stand such a scourge and his enemies condemned him to eternal damnation in death. In his last life, the heavens did strike him down– bankrupt, imprisoned, crippled, and finally dying pathetically, seething with manic hatred and resentment. Never knowing his true enemies even to the end. Until he opened his eyes again, and he was back to the very beginning. Selwynn fell into darkness. He opened his eyes, stared at the dark abyss, and suddenly laughed out loud.  Therefore, darkness is the original colour of the world, and destruction is his calling. Until a man, stained with the nobility of a Juliet Rose, took a step closer, held his neck, and felt the blood pumping beneath the warm skin. His fair and slender fingers were like vines growing from hell, wrapping around the man's neck, biting into his flesh. "You belong to me." ——— [Updates every other day] [Vote and comment to support the author's work] 《Every 100PS= 1 Extra Chapter》 《The cover is not mine. All credits to the owner. Please DM if wanted to be taken down》 Discord: TomatoesandCoffee#7004 (I don't bite) ^Want to support me more? Send me a kofi^ https://ko-fi.com/tomatoesandcoffee

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Chapter 131

Inside the Golden Cave, Sean washed his hands from the blood and threw the dirty gloves in the basket at the side.

Two thugs came in and wheeled away the stretcher where the unconscious man, who Sean had just got done sewing up, lay.

On their end, most gangs had to deal with and intervene in the petty fights of small gangs to prevent them from causing chaos in their territories. Naturally, injuries were inevitable, and the more serious ones would be sent to Sean to clean up. 

Walking out, he wrinkled his brow instantly s at the mess outside.

At this moment, Andre was sprawled on the sofa with his eyes closed, in a deep sleep. Several empty wine bottles were standing upright beside the sofa, cigarette butts and trash scattered. On the floor were Mikel and Jordan, the two who usually fought like roosters, were now curled up against each other.