“Hahahaha! You have nowhere else to run!” Vera 17 proclaimed, crossing her arms and laughing wildly, her eyes fixed on Yaeger with delight.
Kapeer, Gordon, and Desmond, however, were on high alert. They suspected traps but found that they were overly cautious. No one was here but them!
‘What is she thinking?’ Kapeer wondered, disbelief in his eyes.
‘Does she believe she can take us all on alone?’ Desmond pondered, his brow furrowed.
‘How conceited!’ thought Gordon, his fists clenched with irritation.
“Huhuhu, you have no escape now. Embrace your end!” Vera 17’s excitement grew as she continued, “Before you meet your doom, let me introduce your executioners!”
She gestured to Kapeer, “Here’s India’s Master Kapeer!” Then to Gordon, “Britain’s bloody butler, Gordon!” And lastly, at Desmond, “From Korea, Desmond Song! You killed his junior, Jin Junmin!”
“Like you, they too are all AA-ranked experts!” Vera 17 declared, lifting her head to gaze at Yaeger, searching for a sign of fear or desperation. Regrettably, all she found was Yaeger’s unflinching, indifferent face, with a trace of contempt gleaming in her beautiful eyes.
Vera 17 was furious, and so were Kapeer, Gordon, and Desmond. Within an instant, the entire rooftop seemed to suffocate under the weight of their anger. This naive woman was more than infuriating; they wanted to kill her, and they wanted it to be brutal and cruel. At that moment, all of them shared the same murderous thought.
Bang!
Kapeer’s gray aura surged and shaped into a ghostly projection with nine heads and six arms. Gordon took a step forward, squaring his fists in front of his chest, his muscles trembling as a red light shimmered in his left eye. Desmond roared to the sky, his aura running wild, muscles expanding in rapid fury.
Vera 17 quickly retreated. Since she was not a fighter, she could only watch. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a robotic bee and hastily activated it with her phone. The next moment, the tiny drone zipped away to record the impending carnage from a safe distance.
“I’m afraid you all don’t know… Forget it, just die,” Yaeger spoke with unnerving calmness. Since they were already there, she felt obliged to offer some sort of hospitality.
“You’re all talk!” Desmond spat, stepping out and flashing instantly in front of Yaeger. He spun quickly, aiming a kick straight at her neck. He chose her neck over her head, fearing that if her head exploded, the Small Sword Group might make things difficult for them. It might delay their reward.
Kapeer and Gordon were shocked to see Desmond act so quickly. The man from Korea was much stronger than they’d anticipated. Among AA-ranked experts, he was likely one of the most formidable.
‘A hidden expert!’ they realized, looking at each other in helpless frustration. They’d agreed on dividing the money fairly, but the one who killed her would earn more. Now, Desmond would obviously claim that prize. They knew he’d use full force from the outset, killing her without a chance.
Vera 17’s cruel smirk grew wider. Finally, she was about to witness the death of this infuriating person. It would surely be painful and miserable.
‘The bounty is mine!’ Desmond thought, joyous and elated. Earning hundreds of thousands of dollars in less than two days felt incredible.
“So weak. Even a fly could take a nap on your legs.” These words were followed by a disharmonious voice that shattered everyone’s fantasies.
Just as Desmond’s foot was about to strike Yaeger, countless tentacles emerged, lashing him brutally. He was struck a hundred times in a mere instant.
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