Chapter 541

Chapter 541:

“You’re dead meat!”

Noah’s voice cut through the chaos, cold and hard. He moved toward the thugs, each step emitting an intimidating force that made them involuntarily step back.

“Who… Who are you?”

“Who are you?” one of the thugs asked, his voice quivering as fear took hold. He was already shaken by Noah’s intimidating presence. Noah didn’t bother to respond. Instead, he lashed out with a brutal kick, sending the man hurtling through the air.

“Bang!”

The thug’s body slammed into the wall with a sickening impact before crumpling to the floor, his fate uncertain.

“Get him!”

The remaining men quickly realized there was no room for negotiation. They drew their daggers and lunged at Noah. Unarmed, Noah stood his ground, his expression unyielding.

He moved with lethal precision, every strike packing the force of a battering ram. His blows sent the thugs sprawling, their cries of pain echoing through the air. They barely had a chance to counter.

But even the strongest fighter can be overwhelmed when outnumbered and facing armed foes.

Before long, gashes marred Noah’s body, his clothes soaked with blood. Yet he showed no sign of pain, his gaze never wavering from Sadie, his eyes filled with anguish and determination.

Then, the wailing of approaching sirens sliced through the air.

“The cops are here! Run!”

Panic erupted among the thugs.

If the police got them, they were finished.

Without hesitation, they turned to flee, completely ignoring Sadie.

“Think you can get away? Not happening!” Noah sneered, stepping forward to cut off their escape.

There was no way he would let those who harmed Sadie get away.

“Take him down! No matter what!”

One thug, seeing no way out, went all in, swinging his blade toward Noah.

Noah dodged effortlessly, disarming the man with a swift kick before landing a devastating punch that sent him sprawling. Seeing their comrade fall, the rest charged in desperation.

Despite his skill, Noah struggled against the sheer numbers.

More wounds tore into his flesh, crimson streaking down his skin. “Noah…” Sadie’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet he heard it as if it were a scream.

He turned to her instantly.

“Stop! We give up!” One of the thugs suddenly dropped his weapon and fell to his knees, realizing they were outmatched.

“Fools!” their leader spat in frustration, but even he saw no other choice. One by one, they surrendered, throwing themselves at Noah’s mercy.

“Sir, we made a mistake! It won’t happen again!”

“We were forced into this by the Howe family!”

“Exactly! It has nothing to do with us.”

Noah remained silent, his stare cold as ice.

Then, one thug, desperate to save his skin, blurted out something unforgivable.

“We’ve… already slept with her… We’ve all had our turn…”

“Yeah… she’s ruined…”

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