NovelXXXChapter 116
"Who are you?" Yolanda looked at Brandon calmly.
"I'll make it clear for you since you're asking! I'm Brandon Reid, and this is my brother Byron Reid. We're from the
Crimson Crew! Helen is my woman, and Casey is my daughter. You've ruined our plans, so now you have to die!"
The Crimson Crew? She raised an eyebrow slightly.
The Crimson Crew had snotoriety among underground forces in Havaria, but it was only a second-tier
organization and couldn't compare to those with real backing. A small fry like Brandon wouldn't cause her any
trouble if she dealt with him directly.
Brandon thought Yolanda was stunned into silence. Given her appearance as a chubby woman, she seemed
harmless to these criminals.
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He sneered as he looked at her. "Now you know fear? It's too late! | won't spare you even if you beg for mercy!"
At that, he signaled to his henchmen. "Knock her out, tie her feet, stuff her in a sack, and throw her into the
river!"
"Okay!"
Two young men approached Yolanda, their disdain evident. The others merely watched as they stood by.
The taller young man sneered at Yolanda. "Don't resist. | can make your death a bit easier!"
As he reached for her, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist.
Crack!
"Ah!" In an instant, this so-called weak woman had broken his wrist!
"You bastard! How dare you resist!" Seeing this, another young man lunged at Yolanda but soon found his arm
broken as well.
Brandon froze in shock. Then, his expression turned cold. "You're courting death! Everyone, attack!"
But in less than two minutes, his men were collapsing one after another right in front of him, and sof them
could not even muster the strength to get back up.
"Who... who are you really?" Brandon finally began to panic. He never imagined that a chubby high school
student could be this powerful.
But then his expression hardened, and he pulled out his weapon. "Whatever. No matter how good you are, can
you dodge a bullet?"
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He sneered and aimed the weapon at Yolanda without hesitation.
Although this area was remote, it was still within Riverdale City. He didn't want to use his weapon unless
absolutely necessary. But he couldn't let Yolanda escape that would be too humiliating.
He believed that, even if she could handle a few assassins, she wouldn't withstand the power of a bullet.
As Brandon grinned while anticipating Yolanda collapsing from a gunshot, an eerie scene unfolded before him.
Yolanda seemed to vanish from sight in the instant he pulled the trigger. The next
moment, he found his weapon gone from his hand.
"Who are you...?" Brandon shouted in shock.
"You're not worthy of knowing."
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