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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 102

The coast guards continued to exhort loudly from the side, and those thugs who were never particularly loyal and instinctively feared the police immediately wanted to run. But where to run? They were stranded on the ship and could only be surrounded like sheep in a pen.

Sun Zhun's face was ugly, and he called out roughly, "Shoot at them; kill them now!"

But it may be because several of them were shot in the knees by Anson and Selwynn. His subordinates had long since lost courage, and apart from the wailing, there was only the sound of scrambling as they tried to rush to the inside. 

But anyone who got close to the hatch would be shot by Anson leisurely from above, like playing a game of whack-a-mole. They tried to escape but were deterred by the possibility of death and could only stay obediently on deck. Anson didn't allow them to go to the holds and take the people inside as hostages.