Awakening the War God

Chapter 110 Stupidity

Chapter 110 Stupidity

After smoking three cigarettes, Gabriel Edwards felt that his body had mostly recovered. But his waist still felt a bit sore. Gritting his teeth, he stood up and walked towards the room, leaning against the wall for support.

Just as he reached the door, he coughed and quickly straightened up. He stopped leaning on the wall and tried to look calm as he entered the room. In any case, he couldn't let Stella Turner see his vulnerable side.

Stella was nestled in the bed, only her head peeking out. Her face was still flushed, and her seductive eyes looked at Gabriel with a hint of shyness. Her small hands tightly gripped the bedsheet under the covers. She looked like a bride on her wedding night.

Gabriel took a pack of tissues from the table in the room. He walked to the bed, placed it next to the pillow, and then got into bed. The bed was warm. He turned and held Stella tightly. Her hot and smooth body stirred some excitement in him.

Stella seemed to sense something and lightly bit her lip. She hesitated for a moment, then turned to meet Gabriel. She thought Gabriel wanted to...

"No, no!" Gabriel panicked and quickly said, "Stella, I know you're tired. It's okay, I can control myself. Just holding you is enough."

"I'm not tired!"

Stella's words left Gabriel speechless and utterly embarrassed. Looking into Stella Turner's innocent eyes, he said with a hint of embarrassment, "It's... I'm the tired one. Let's sleep."

Even the most delicious food shouldn't be consumed too much at once. With a sigh, he reached out and turned off the bedside lamp. The room went dark, and Stella didn't say anything more, letting Gabriel hold her from behind...

The next day, as the sun was just rising, Stella woke up early and sat up in bed. She felt a bit dazed, thinking that the craziness of the previous night seemed dreamlike and unreal.

She turned to look at the still sleeping Gabriel and gently furrowed her brows. Then, she took out a pair of black handcuffs from her bag beside the bed.

Gabriel Edwards was in a deep sleep, this was a good opportunity. She could handcuff Gabriel, thus completing Joseph Moore's task. But, she hesitated.

The sleeping Gabriel occasionally snored. For three years, apart from when he was drunk, he had never slept so soundly.

Suddenly, Stella gave a bitter smile. Struggling with her emotions, she pulled at her hair and was about to put the handcuffs back into her bag. She gave up!

But at that moment, Gabriel suddenly opened his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Stella.Stella was startled and quickly turned around. Her face was full of panic.

Gabriel Edwards took the handcuffs from Stella's hands.

Sitting up, he played with them for a moment and joked, "So you like using these toys to spice things up? Why didn't you say so earlier? If we had used them yesterday, we could have had fun for another hour or two!"

"Huh?" Stella Turner didn't understand what Gabriel meant.

She could only laugh awkwardly.

Little toys? Spice things up?

She was puzzled. Didn't Gabriel recognize handcuffs?

"These handcuffs are quite unique. Let me try them on!"

As Stella was wondering, Gabriel playfully handcuffed himself. It happened in an instant.

"Don't put them on! Take them off quickly!"

By the time Stella Turner reacted, it was too late.

She grabbed Gabriel Edwards's wrists and tugged at the handcuffs. But the handcuffs were locked tight and couldn't be removed.

"What are you doing? Don't you know you shouldn't wear these..." Stella exclaimed anxiously.

But when she looked up, she noticed a strange smile on Gabriel's face.

That smile radiated boundless confidence.

She was stunned for a moment, seemingly understanding.

Then, with a trembling voice, she said, "You did it on purpose?"

"Alright, did Michael Davis and Joseph Moore send you?"

Gabriel said casually, flexing his arms.

The handcuffs were indeed sturdy.

Hearing Gabriel Edwards's words, Stella Turner, who had been struggling, completely relaxed.

Since Gabriel had already seen through her, there was no need to hide anything.

She lowered her head and said, "Yes, Joseph Moore captured my younger brother, and Jack Davis deceived my sister. Joseph Moore asked me to get close to you and secretly put these handcuffs on you. They said these handcuffs are special."

After saying this, Stella felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

"So that's how it is!"

Gabriel nodded and then asked, "Why did you want to put the handcuffs back in the bag when I was asleep? Don't you want to save your younger brother?"

With a vacant look in her eyes, Stella gave a bitter smile, "Deep down, I know that trusting Joseph Moore is like deceiving myself. It's just that I was blinded by my family's mission."

Stella Turner's words brought great comfort to Gabriel Edwards.

It meant that all his efforts over the past few days were not in vain.

"You don't have to worry. Look, you've completed your task. Later, you can use me to exchange for your brother and sister."

Gabriel raised his hands, showing off the black handcuffs.

Stella's eyes shimmered, and she gave a faint smile. Deep down, she felt touched.

It seemed true that Gabriel had intentionally handcuffed himself to help her.

Moved by his gesture, she became anxious again, "Joseph Moore had me put these special handcuffs on you because they fear you and want to restrain you. If you go with me to save them now, aren't you walking into a trap?"

Even she, a woman with no martial arts skills, understood that with his hands restrained, Gabriel's combat ability would be greatly reduced.

In this state, he surely wouldn't be able to defeat Joseph, let alone that long-haired man in black called Lone Wolf.

If they went, it would be akin to marching to their deaths.

She didn't understand why Gabriel would do this.

However, Gabriel Edwards looked confident and said with a smile, "Not to brag, but I used to be known as the 'Lock King of the South'. I could come and go your room in Davis family mansion as I pleased."

"I'm not boasting, but no matter the lock, even bank safes, I can open them!"

"For something like these crappy handcuffs, a toothpick or a piece of wire would open them in no time!"

After saying that, he got out of bed.

He went to the desk in the office and brought back a toothpick.

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The black handcuffs indeed had a keyhole.

But as soon as Gabriel Edwards inserted the toothpick and fiddled with it for a moment, his expression changed.

He panicked and held up the handcuffs.

He stared at the lock for a long time, cursing under his breath.

It was solid inside, and it was a fake keyhole.

Meaning, once locked, they couldn't be opened.

"Damn it, I was too overconfident this time!"

In his frustration, he straightened his arms.

His muscles bulged, and veins popped out.

He exerted all his strength, trying to break the handcuffs.

But after a few seconds, he gave up.

"They're so sturdy, I can't break them!"

He muttered to himself, realizing he had truly messed up this time.

He originally thought that with his lock-picking skills, he wouldn't have to worry about being handcuffed.

But he hadn't expected that these black handcuffs were one-way and lacked a real lock.

The material was also special, and even with his strength, he couldn't break free.

Today was the day of the decisive battle with the Davis family, and he had done such a foolish thing.