A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 418
The fear the man was feeling at the moment was overwhelming
Just when he thought his time had come, a slender hand reached out and grabbed the machete by the handle. The tip of the machete stopped right in front of the man.
Bringing the machete to the man’s neck, Arielle asked indifferently, “Whose time did you say was up?”
The man was trembling in fear. His face was as pale as death. “M-My own… No, please. I’m sorry! Please spare my life!”
Jared, who had just opened his eyes, was looking confused.
What? Can somebody tell me what just happened?
She patted the man’s trembling shoulder with the back of the machete. “Good boy. Now, tell me who sent you to come after us?”
He swallowed. “I-I don’t know. I-I’m just doing my
job!”
Arielle raised her eyebrows. “Are you sure? I’m giving you one last chance to think harder. Who is it that sent
you?”
He was taken aback by Arielle’s cold gaze.
Even though what had happened might not seem to be something remarkable, he was someone who earned
money by fighting. He could tell from how Arielle
controlled her speed and strength that he was no match for her.
Moreover, Arielle seemed to have some medical skills too. When she attacked his subordinates, she had hit the same place. It must be some acupuncture point.
Gritting his teeth, he said, “All right! I’ll tell you!”
He then whipped out a note that looked like a mission card from his pocket and gave it to her warily. “I have no idea who she is. These are the number and account she used to contact us. We‘re an underground organization specializing in taking orders for beating people up. Sometimes, just sometimes, we also help to kill people.”
Arielle read the header and saw “Black Manor” written on it.
Jared limped toward Arielle with a funny look on his face. He was more than shocked at what he had just seen.
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