Chapter 457 Departure

"Well, look at that! What happened, animal? Did you want to shoot me, aiming for my knees to force

me down? Too bad the choice of your weapon was flawed. You picked a faulty gun.

Now look, you tried to shoot at me, and just when you pulled the trigger, that Desert Eagle

backfired! It exploded and now your left hand is gone, hahahaha..."

As Daniel was clearly relishing the moment, Beauty couldn't help but reach out and pinch him.

There was something oddly satisfying about the squishiness of his flesh. To cover up her true

intentions after the pinch, she retorted sharply, "Jerk!"

Daniel was thoroughly bewildered by her action.

"Beauty, I was just dealing with the Japanese guy, why are you calling me a jerk? Whose side are

you on? Aren't you an American?"

"Of course, I'm American! I'm on your side when you're taking down the Japanese guy, but that

doesn’t stop me from calling you a jerk! Wait, that’s not an insult, that's a compliment! Because I

quite enjoy watching that jerk side of yours."

"Beauty, do you really just enjoy watching?" Daniel teased.

"What else could I be doing?" Beauty asked with a mischievous smile.

"There's no use just watching; you should get involved."

"Get involved? Involved in what?"

"In doing things that you like, things that make both of us happy afterward."

"Get lost!"

Beauty rolled her eyes at Daniel and scolded without a hint of humor, "Die, you idiot!"

As their playful banter continued, Kojima, with his entirely ruined left hand and a barely functioning

swollen right hand, suddenly pulled out a grenade and lobbed it towards Daniel, prepared to blow

them both to smithereens in his desperation to kill Daniel.

Seeing the grenade flying in, Daniel kicked it away with precision.

Boom!

The grenade soared back like a soccer ball, landing squarely on Kojima's chest.

Boom!

The grenade detonated, reducing Kojima to a bloody pulp. He was dead.

"I had only planned to break this Japanese guy's arms and legs, but he went for a grenade on me

and got himself killed instead. Serves him right!"

Wrapping an arm around Beauty's shoulder, Daniel spoke with a grin, "Let's go, Beauty!"

"We're just leaving it like this? Aren't we going to clean up here?" Beauty asked.

"This animal was sent by Dumbbell; it's only fitting he deals with the aftermath. Oh, do you have

Dumbbell's number? I'll give him a heads up."

After Beauty provided Smart's number, Daniel immediately took out his phone and made the call.

Back at the Emperor Entertainment's presidential suite, Smart was living it up, surrounded by

several beautiful women.

His phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that the call was from an unfamiliar number.

Typically, he wouldn't answer calls from strangers, but this time, he did.

"Hello! Who is this?"

"Your grandpa, me!"