Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 723

"You may have your tricks and traps, but how do they measure up against my gun? What else have you got? Run out of moves, haven't you? Hahaha…"

Lance gripped his gun tight while laughing maniacally. "Since you're fighting to the death anyway, there's no need to keep you alive. I'll put a bullet through your head and send the photo back to Ms. Shaw!"

Just as Lance finished speaking, he heard several muffled impacts of bullets entering flesh. The previously smug Lance watched in horror as his remaining five men silently collapsed, each with a red dot between their eyes.

"Silenced guns?"

Lance turned around in terror, only to see a group of people entering the yard. They were wearing martial arts robes. The group consisted of both men and women. The word "Wright" was sewn in cursive on each of their robes.

Their leader was a burly middle-aged man with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. His rough demeanor and bearing gave him that rugged look. Unlike the contemptuous look on his face, the two women in their twenties beside him had eyes cold as ice.

Yolanda sized up the rugged middle-aged man. She was guessing this must be Zach's trusted contact, Darren Wright.

"These people are under my protection. How dare you pathetic small-timers challenge the Wright Legion?" The rugged man spat out his cigarette while looking at Lance with disdain. "Surrender while you can."

"Darren Wright?" Lance's eyes darkened. "Did the Wrights actually call you back from Creybia?"

He knew Darren as the leader of Zach's covert unit who had been stationed in Creybia.

"Since you've heard of my reputation, you know what I'm capable of. Put down your weapon unless you're asking for death."

Darren surveyed the yard, noting the darts and nets on the ground before casting a dismissive glance at Yolanda. In his view, only the weak relied on tricks. While they might work against Lance's mediocre men, Yolanda would have died a hundred times over against real experts.