Roar of the Supreme Warrior
Chapter 455

Quincy slowly opened her eyes, her gaze bleary.

Her vision was fuzzy. She saw a silhouette, but could not make out who it was.

Slowly, her vision cleared and she saw who stood in front of her.

"Jamie? Is that you?"

To her, the person in front of her was the boyfriend she had ten years ago. The person she longed for.

"Yes, it's me."

Quentin laughed in joy.

This was the magic of his drug. It confused the mind, so the woman affected would think she was looking at the person she loved and would willingly be at his mercy.

He laid down next to Quincy and hugged her.

At this moment, Quincy was completely mesmerized and responded naturally.

Someone stood outside the window.

It was James.

He frowned at the scene he was witnessing.

He was not planning on interfering.

However, he could not just sit idly by anymore.

If anything, she was still his girlfriend ten years ago. He used force, and the window was instantly pushed open.

Quentin had just hugged Quincy, but loosened his grip as he heard the movement and turned around on reflex.

He watched as James crawled into the room.

"Do you wanna die, brat?!" he shouted furiously. "Get out of here!"

James walked in and sat down in a chair, then lit a cigarette. He glanced at Quincy, then said casually, "Don't be like that, Quentin. I took the blame for you, yet here you are, enjoying yourself. How about you let me have a go, too?"

Quentin had thought James was here to start trouble.

He had seen James's skill. Not even several burly men were a match for him.

Hearing James's words, he laughed aloud. "No problem, kid! You can have a turn after I've had my fun. Right now, you can stand aside and watch."

"Oh, right. What's up with her? Why isn't she resisting?" James asked, feigning ignorance.

"You don't know this, but she ate a drug I made. Even the most chaste woman would turn into a slut when it's ingested. She's now at my mercy."

"Really?" James continued. "How long does it last? I don't want it to wear off while it's my turn. I'd be in trouble. I've wanted her for a while, just never had an opportunity."

"Haha! She'll be at our mercy the entire night!"

Quentin laughed gleefully.

He lunged at Quincy, unable to hold back anymore.

However, James stood up and yanked him back, then threw him violently to the ground.

Quentin had the air knocked out of him. It hurt so much that he could not even crawl back up.

He pointed a finger at James. "You... You bastard!" he shouted. "You wanna go first?! I'll tell you right now that that's impossible! I worked so hard for this! I'm going first!"

There was no way he could tolerate the thought of James going first.

Instead, James walked over to the camera Quentin had planted and took out the memory card. He waved it at Quentin, who was now unsteadily getting to his feet, and smiled faintly. "Let's see you turn this around now."

"Pfft!"

Realization of James's true intentions dawned on Quentin, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

James walked towards the bed and shook his head at Quincy, still lying on the bed. "Beauty truly is one's undoing," he said with a sigh. "You're not safe anywhere when you're beautiful."

He understood the curse of beauty well.

Such things often happened to Thea, too.

He then went to the bathroom and got a bucket of cold water, tossing it abruptly onto Quincy.

Quincy sputtered and trembled at the sudden cold, but regained her clarity. She got up at the sight of James and gave him a slap.

However, strength left her body at that moment and she once again fell onto the ground. She stared at James in a daze, then crawled up his body and wrapped her limbs around him. James frowned. "What a scary drug."

He pushed Quincy away, then pricked several silver needles into her body.

At the same time, Quentin silently picked up a chair and swung it brutally towards the back of James's head.