Chapter 117 Trick Them In
Milo’s mind raced the fastest. He immediately got what Elizabeth wanted.
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He stepped forward, bowing and flustered, and asked, “B–Boss, do you… want to lure those guys inside here?”
Elizabeth snorted coldly. “They nearly came in just now.”
Milo groaned inside, but he hurriedly tried to show his loyalty. “Boss! We… we can fix it! We’ve got a plan to trick them in!”
She raised an eyebrow and glanced at them. Without asking for details, she said, “Get them across that line, and each of you carns one high–grade sedative.”
A high–grade sedative?!
Hell yeah! Another one!
Back with the Black Rats, they could go half a year without getting one.
Who would’ve thought that after switching bosses, they’d be getting them one after another
Milo, Isaac, and the others felt a rush of joy. Fear disappeared, replaced by excitement. They pounded their chests and promised hurriedly, “Boss, leave it to us! Just sit back and watch!”
After saying that, Milo drew a deep breath and forced a nervous but flattering smile. Then he motioned for Isaac and the others to follow as he strutted toward where Scarface and his crew
were hiding.
They didn’t dare cross the faint line Elizabeth had drawn, stopping just inside it.
On the tip of his toes, Milo peered at the shadowy piles of abandoned junk ahead.
Then he called out, full of fake eagerness and careful flattery, “Hello! Are you guys under Mr. Scarface? We work for Blackrat! Let’s talk this out! Please don’t do anything rash!”
Milo and Isaac used the same scared, submissive stance they had whenever they faced Scarface’s
gang.
Back then, they truly feared him. But now? With an even more terrifying she–devil nearby, even Scarface seemed small–time.
Milo bent low, rubbed his hands nervously, and kept calling into the darkness, “Mr. Scarface? What brings you out tonight? Please, come forward so we can talk!”
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The shadows went quiet for a beat.
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Finally, Scarface’s rough voice broke throu, dripping with contempt. “Hmph. Where’s that coward Blackrat? Tell him to come out and talk to me!”
Isaac jumped and quickly gave the excuse they had rehearsed in whispers. “M–Mr. Scarface… our boss… He took Hardfist, Bigfang, and the others out for some fun. They haven’t come back yet…”
“Oh? He’s not here?” Scarface sounded a little surprised, then visibly relaxed.
His men seemed to ease up as well.
With Blackrat and his strongest crew gone, all that was left were Isaac, Milo, and a few known cowards. There was nothing to worry about.
Bigfoot couldn’t hold back anymore. His dark, threatening tone cut through. “If Blackrat isn’t here, that’s easy. That woman is called Elizabeth, right? Hand her over now. Out of respect for Blackrat, we won’t make things hard for you losers. Otherwise… hmph!”
He snorted coldly. The threat was clear.
Milo’s face went pale, fear and despair flooding his expression as he might burst into tear sir… we can’t do that! Our boss isn’t here! We… we can’t make that decision! If we hand her Boss will tear us apart when he comes back!”
Bigfoot snorted, clearly annoyed. “Bah! She’s just a woman. How hard can it be? Quit stalling. We’re taking her now. Later, we’ll send you some women as compensation. Blackrat won’t say a word when he gets back!”
His voice was domineering, as if he were doing them a massive favor.
“N–no… we really can’t…” Isaac and Milo shook their heads violently, every line of their faces screaming fear.
They kept rejecting and insisting their boss would punish them, but their bodies betrayed them. Bit by bit, they stepped aside. Before anyone realized it, the path into the farm had been cleared.
That spineless look of reluctant submission, like they wanted to resist but didn’t dare, completely satisfied Scarface’s group.
“Tsk, trash will always be trash.” Baldy sneered, dripping contempt.
Scarface finally dropped his last shred of suspicion. With a wave, he commanded, “Move! Go in and grab her! Make it quick!”
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