Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 230

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A bloody gash ripped open across Cyrus’s chest.

Cyrus looked stunned for a split second.

It had only been a few days, but Josie’s combat power had exploded,

Good. Very good

Cyrus gripped his staff with both hands, dropping into a fighting stance. “Come on then,” he smirked. “Show me how much you’ve grown!”

Josie and Cyrus charged at the same time, staffs swinging.

They were both using the Octagram Staff Arts.

Every strike hit heavy. Every swing whistled through the air.

It looked like a scene straight out of a high–budget action movie.

Zane stood off to the side, his eyes locked on Josie’s fierce assault.

His gaze was full of pride and pure admiration.

She was the first girl he’d ever fallen for in his twenty–some years of life, and she was proving exactly why.

Her talent, her grit, her brains, her potential–she was elite in every sense of the word.

It was a damn shame he wasn’t in a position to tell her how he felt. Not yet.

He could also tell that Josie didn’t feel that way about him. Not even a little bit.

Some things were better left unsaid. Some secrets were meant to stay buried forever.

Being friends for life wasn’t a bad deal, anyway.

Lovers break up, but friends? Friends were forever,

If you don’t have expectations, you don’t get disappointed

Besides, Josie was destined to lead this team.

Josie hadn’t officially claimed the Blue Owl Squad yet, but deep down, she’d already let them in. They were part of her crew now, whether she admitted it or not.

Add in the hundred–plus people from the Agri–Science Institute, and her numbers were climbing fast.

The group was finally taking shape.

Josie was their leader, and there was no doubt about it.

It was perfect.

By now, the brawl between Josie and Cyrus had finally put the base on high alert.

Patrol teams were swarming the area, ready for trouble.

But as soon as they saw who was throwing hands, they froze. They backed off and stayed hidden, not wanting any part of it.

Was this a joke?

Two Tier 4 Supers going head–to–head? That wasn’t a fight for some low–level nobodies to jump into.

Getting caught in that crossfire was a one–way ticket to a body bag

Just as Cyrus was resetting for his next move, Josie went for broke. She tanked a hit just to get close, her staff snapping our and

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catching his collar She yanked, tearing it open.

His tanned chest was fully exposed.

“How Josie stared at the skin over his heart. There was no scar. Nothing

That was impossible.

Without thinking, she reached out and touched him.

It felt rough, Dry, It felt nothing like the skin on his face.

It was a mask. A damn skin–suit‘

That bastard. He was wearing a disguise!

Josie didn’t hold back. She grabbed Cyrus’s shirt with both hands and ripped it wide open, exposing his bare chest

The crowd was stunned. No one expected this fight to end with Josie stripping the guy,

Sure, Cyrus was hot, but this was next–level thirsty.

Only Zane, who knew the truth, let out a frustrated laugh.

Silly girl.

If Cyrus knew his own weakness, of course he’d prepare for it.

It was easy for him to get some fake skin to patch over that scar.

It wasn’t like anyone else would have the balls to act like a total creep and start groping him to check.

Josie was acting like a total predator, her hands roaming all over Cyrus’s body. “No way. No way! How is it not here? Where’s the

seam?”

Cyrus caught her wrists in a vice grip. “Are you done feeling me up yet?”

Josie yanked her hands back, her eyes burning. “Come with me if you’ve got the guts. I’ll find it eventually!”

Cyrus started fixing his clothes. “You’ve had your look. You’ve had your feel. Now-”

He didn’t get to finish.

A dagger was suddenly buried in his chest.

Josie had stabbed him.

She wanted to slice Cyrus open. She needed everyone to see the truth. On the outside, the Undead looked exactly like humans, but their insides were a completely different story.