My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 532

Soon, the men, led by Tom, put away the guns in their own hands.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jocelyn walked over to Noah and looked at the bald scarred man and added, "We are only here to ask Doctor Ghost Face to come out to help cure. We have no intention of clashing with you, let's talk about it properly, shall we?"

Although Jocelyn was polite and courteous enough, the bald scarred man did not want to be polite with them.

The next second her eyes fell on the gun aimed at her.

With her eyes, she could clearly see that their guns were loaded with bullets.

He waved his hand towards the men behind him, "What are you waiting for? Shoot them! Kill them all for me."

As soon as the bald scarred man's words left his mouth, Jocelyn then pinned him to the ground with a swift, over-the-shoulder slam.

Her movements were so crisp and sharp that the whole process took no more than two seconds, and before anyone could react, she was already done.

This kind of Jocelyn changed her usual soft and weak appearance, and it was a sight for all eyes.

The thief was caught first.

This man was clearly a leader.

As long as she held this man down, then the others would not dare to make a move.

She didn't want to do that, but he was too arrogant.

At, everyone around the bald, scarred man had their guns aimed at Jocelyn's head.

The people behind Noah also took out their guns and pointed them at the bald scarred man and his group.

The smell of smoke and mirrors became more and more intense.

The faces of everyone were cold to the extreme.

The bald scarred man struggled, "What do you want? Let go of me!"

"Tell that group of people behind you to put the guns away and I will let you go." Jocelyn ordered in a cold voice.

Since softness wouldn't work, she had to resort to hardness.

Although, she did not want to do so either.

"Why don't you guys hurry up and put the guns away?" The bald scarred man ordered in a cold voice.

At his command, the men behind him put away their guns.

"Throw them far away." Jocelyn ordered coldly again, his knee pressed hard against the man's waist, while his right elbow pressed hard against the man's back.

"......." the bald, scarred man said again.

As soon as his words fell, the men behind him collectively threw the guns they were holding into the distance.

"If you treat me like this, my master will never help you, or even, will kill you." The bald scarred man spoke coldly, "I'm a worthy disciple under my master."

"I am defending myself justifiably. Now can you take me to your master?" Jocelyn still looked as normal.

"Yes, but you have to get your men to all drop their guns, or that's not possible."

Noah's words were loud and clear.

He knew what they might do if they ran out of guns.

The man's expression was cold, and his whole body was surrounded by a murderous aura, just like a life-threatening Satan from hell.

"Alright, forget it then, I'll take you guys there." the bald scarred man, who was already scared, spoke up.

Jocelyn hooked her lips in satisfaction and hooked her hand towards Tom.

Tom also understood very well, and without needing Jocelyn to say anything more, he removed the pistol from his waist and threw it to Jocelyn.

In the next second, the cool black pistol made a perfect parabola and landed in Jocelyn's hand.