Chapter 20: A Coward for Life!

"You want to lay a hand on me?" Reginald Lyson's mouth curled, as if he had just heard a joke so ridiculous it almost made him laugh. Then he flicked his sleeves and clasped his hands behind his back. It was an easy, almost careless posture, like he had given up resisting. Yet the moment he did, the Sunglasses Man's chest tightened. Behind those dark lenses, his pupils shrank hard. He suddenly realized that an appalling killing intent was rolling off the young man across from him. The Sunglasses...