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âGet her! Crush her fingers!â
voice dripped with malice as he ordered his men.
Without hesitation, they charged at Yvette. However, the first one to reach her didnât even get a to lay a hand on her before she sent him flying with a swift kick.
âAhhh!â The screamed as he hit ground.
The rest of the group stopped dead as they stared at Yvette in disbelief. She seemed delicate and petite! How could a young woman kick a grown man ten feet away?
âYou-â Nathan was dumbfounded. He swallowed nervously as an inexplicable fear washed over him
âAll of
f you,
come at me together,â Yvette said lazily. Fighting them one by
y one was a waste of her time.
âDamn it, donât you dare look down on us!â Nathan yelled. Despite his fear, he couldnât tolerate being humiliated.
âEveryone, get her! Crush her fingers!â
They charged again. But before they could lay a finger on Yvette, they were stopped by a pair of strong hands.
A sickening crack echoedâit was the sound of Nathanâs bones breaking.
âHow dare you harass Yvette?â Wilson appeared, stepping in front of her. His handsome face was cold and stern, exuding an intimidating
presence.
Nathan screamed as his arm was twisted until it broke. He looked at Wilson with terror.
âWho⦠Who are you? YâYou better stay out of thisâ¦â Nathan stammered.
Wilsonâs eyes grew colder at Nathanâs words. He flashed a mocking smile as if he had just heard a joke. The oppressive atmosphere became
even more tense.
âEverything that involves Yvette is my business,â Wilson declared.
âFine, if you want to die, weâll take you down too!â
spat, trying to ignore the searing pain in his arm. â
, get him! Kill him!â
He was confident that Wilson couldnât beat them all together.
Despite the tense atmosphere, Wilson remained composed. He gently pinched Yvetteâs face and coaxed her with a soothing and tender voice.â Close your eyes for a moment, Yvie. Donât peek.â
Wilson didnât want Yvette to be frightened by the bloodshed that was about to happen.
hell!
âMotherfucker! Go to hell!â Nathan pulled out a knife and lunged at Wilson.
Unfazed, Wilson flinch. Just as the was about to him, he swiftly disarmed Nathan and drove the blade into the manâs abdomen. Blood splattered everywhere.
Frowning, Wilson clicked his tongue and kicked away.
Nathan hit the ground hard, and he writhed in pain. âHow is this possible? How did you take the knife from me?â he gasped, his voice weak.
Nathanâs men trembled in fear as they witnessed the bloody scene. None of them dared to move. Wilson was too intimidating.
âMr. Quinn, let me handle the rest,â Samuel said respectfully when he arrived.
Chapter 138
Chapter 138