Pff!
The fruit knife plunged in at a 30° angle!
Those who have killed know not to insert it flatly, which can easily tear apart the neck. A diagonal angle cuts through all the veins and arteries inside.
"Ugh!!"
With a kick of the legs, Popovich's eyeballs bulged out.
"Take deep breaths, trust me, feeling dizzy is normal," Miley whispered, her grip not loosening at all, regardless of the nails scratching at her arm!
Finally...
Popovich stopped struggling.
Miley then released her hold, pulled out the folding knife, and stabbed in again!
Really, goddamnit, she was very professional!
Barely any pain.
After pulling out the knife again, she wiped it on a paper from the table, with blood everywhere on the floor.
She picked up some chocolate from the table, put it into her mouth, straightened her suit in front of the mirror, and then pulled up the corners of her mouth with her hands.
"I am Jeff Bennett."
Codename: "Clown!"
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