Arrogance and overconfidence were quick to take even the toughest fighter down—right at the hands of someone they wrote off as weak—when life and death were on the line.
Strike first, strike hard!
The two guys moved fast, reaching for their waists. They wanted to yank out their hidden pistols, ready to catch Margaret off guard and take her down for good!
But when their hands hit the usual spot, it was empty. Their silenced pistols were gone!!
The guys' faces went deathly pale!
Their pupils blew wide!
Then they heard a cold voice. "Looking for these?"
The guys stiffly looked up. In her hands, two black silenced pistols had appeared out of thin air.
When did she take our guns?
How the hell is that possible?!
How could she pull that off so fast?
Fear exploded in their chests!
The two guys forced out words. "W-who are you?"
Margaret ignored the question. "Pro hitmen?"
The guys nodded stiffly.
Right then, all they wanted was to run!
But to their horror, they couldn't move their legs at all!
Sweat beads poured down their faces.
Margaret asked again, "Which hitman crew you with?"
The guys didn't dare hesitate. "Celestial Wyrm Crew!"
Suddenly, they thought of something and threatened, "Celestial Wyrm's the top hitman crew in Karemin! We're the best of the best! You touch us, and our crew'll never let you off!"
Celestial Wyrm was famous in Karemin—number one, a terrifying name in the underworld!
The two guys were dead sure she wouldn't dare mess with them!
Truth was, they weren't the best of the best. They just said that to save their skins.
When Margaret heard the name, she frowned, thinking hard. Then she said, "What no-name crew's that?"
She really had never heard of it.
The two hitmen were left speechless.


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