Mason Bennett stopped a few meters in front of Bella Green, his cold eyes narrowing as he looked at the little troublemaker who couldn't stay quiet unless watched.
Bella Green smacked her lips, her face awkward, and had long since let go of Daniel Green's hand.
Though she didn't want to admit it, she indeed seemed to have developed a bad habit of instantly wilting whenever she saw Mason.
No backbone, no backbone!!
"Assault?" The man's voice was cold and deep.
Bella Green shook her head swiftly without hesitation.
Assault? That's a joke; she was the pure little white rabbit, how could she possibly?
"Murder?"
Bella Green wore a righteous face and continued to shake her head.
Murder? That would mean prison. Did he think this was a game? Getting five kills in a row makes you a god, but damn, killing five people would mean the death penalty…
