Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 995

Chapter 995 

Betty picked up her phone and made a call. 

“Help me take care of someone. Dig out his kneecaps. I want him to walk on his knees for the rest of his life!” 

After Tristan handed the medication to Betty, he drove home alone. 

As his car approached the neighborhood, a black MPV suddenly appeared and crashed into the side of his car. 

His car almost spun 360 degrees, and the glass shattered. Tristan was thrown into disarray, his bones feeling like they were about to fall 

apart. 

The screeching of brakes echoed through the deserted street, and the 

car came to a halt. 

Before he could regain consciousness, he heard the door open, and he was forcefully pulled out 

Tristan hadn’t seen who it was, but he was immediately pressed into the car and subjected to punches and kicks. 

“What should we do? Break his legs or what?” one of them asked. 

“Dig out his kneecaps. Hurry up!” 

Tristan was in intense pain, and his head was bleeding. At once, he understood what was happening. 

This was Betty seeking revenge. 

“Lad, we have no grievances with you. You just happened to offend someone you shouldn’t have. Tough luck.” 

As soon as the man said that, he pulled out a gleaming knife, preparing to stab Tristan’s knee. 

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Just as Tristan thought he was about to bid farewell to his legs, the man in front of him suddenly let out a scream. 

Subsequently, screams echoed. Tristan opened his eyes to a scene of 

surprise. 

A man wearing a black mask and a black trench coat, with sharp features and a fierce fighting style, appeared out of nowhere. Like al black whirlwind, he swiftly took down all four thugs. 

He was incredibly cool! 

This was the kind of scene one could only see in a high-quality action movie. How could an ordinary person have such astonishing and agile moves? 

The next second, Tristan watched as the man in the black trench coat snatched the knife from the thug’s hand. 

With swift movements, he severed the tendons in the hands and feet of all four thugs, rendering them powerless to fight back. 

Tristan was supported by the man in the black trench coat and got 

into a black luxury car that hadn’t even been registered yet.. 

As he settled in, he was extremely shocked. 

“Ms. Al-Ms. Alyssa? Why is it you?” 

“Of course, it’s me. Who else could save you?” 

Alyssa’s eyes carried a hint of displeasure as she looked at his heavily injured face. 

“Dr. McAlister, do you remember what I told you before? I said, do as I 

unnecessary.”