NovelEndChapter 1173: "Leave. Now." One of the men smirked.
"Oh, a tough guy? Fine. We'll deal with you first and then have our fun." The glint of weapons tucked into their belts revealed they weren't random troublemakers. They belonged to a feared local gang, their reputations preceding them. This was shaping up to be a brutal fight.
The air grew heavy with tension as Robbie steeled himself.
Every nerve in his body was primed, his thoughts racing to find a way to protect Harlee and Tonya. The odds weren't in his favor, but retreat wasn't an option.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHarlee regarded the gang members with an emotionless gaze.
At the forefront of the group stood a hulking figure, his broad shoulders straining beneath his heavy attire. The leader grinned arrogantly at Harlee.
"Oh, gorgeous, are you already captivated by me? Just wait your turn. Once I'm done with this idiot, you're next." Without a moment's hesitation, Harlee drove her boot into his groin. The leader crumpled in agony, unable even to think of reaching for his weapon as he lunged forward in a futile attempt to strike back.
Harlee sidestepped nimbly, a mocking grin on her face, and delivered a solid kick to his spine. In an instant, the leader's arm hung uselessly, dislocated, and his eyes were gouged out.
"Those filthy eyes needed cleaning," Harlee said coldly.
ŁAT€$† ØHAPT€R$ 1# g[||]ovel.☐☐m "Aaah..." The leader's howls echoed through the quiet park. Meanwhile, Tonya and Robbie had taken down two of the gang members, disarming their targets and shooting two more in quick succession.
"Harlee, catch it!" Tonya called out, tossing Harlee a confiscated firearm.
Harlee caught it effortlessly, aiming a shot at the groaning leader on the ground.
"Shut up," she muttered.
She then pivoted and fired at the tall figure still grappling with Robbie, the bullet striking him squarely in the temple. The gunfire was deafening, but Harlee's sharp aim quickly restored the eerie calm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAll that remained of the local gang was a single man, trembling amidst the chaos.
Fear was plastered across his face as he stared at the fallen bodies of his allies. Yet, his eyes, hidden in the shadows, burned with malice.
He hadn't anticipated such resistance—Harlee and her group were far deadlier than he had expected. Mogluylia's intel had failed him. The target they sought was beyond reach now.
Harlee crouched before him, her smile icy.
"Don't bother pretending. Who sent you?"
The man quaked uncontrollably, his head drooping as he stumbled over his words. "W-what are you saying? Pretend?"
"About what? Do I have to pretend just for you to letgo?" Thenan stammered fear creeping into his voice. Harlee smirked, her grip tightening around his neck.
"I'll keep you breathing, but let's test how tough that mouth of yours really is." Without hesitation, she snapped his jaw and dislocated his limbs, rendering him incapable of self-harm. mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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