One of the n rubbed his hands together, a lecherous grin spreading across his face. "Heh heh, what do we want to do? You tell us, what do you think we want to do?"
"How would I know what you want to do!" Alia Avery said, her voice cold. She lifted her defiant gaze and rolled her wrists.
"Haha, interesting, very interesting!" Seeing that Alia Avery wasn’t the least bit afraid, the man gave a roguish, appreciative grin.
Jonah Ross raised his hand and slapped the man across the head. "Cut the crap. Get her inside."
"Yes, Boss! Co on, little lady, let’s get inside. In a bit, and the boys will take real good care of you."
"Heh, take care of ? I’ll let you take care of right now," Alia Avery said coldly, swinging a fist at the man.
The man took Alia Avery’s punch square on the nose, and blood imdiately began to gush out. Jonah Ross, standing to the side, was too stunned to react.
Alia Avery rubbed her aching fist and gave the n before her a wicked look. "Anyone else want to ’take care of’ ? Step right up."
Hearing Alia Avery’s words, Jonah Ross’s expression turned dangerously cold. He kicked the man. "Getting decked by so woman? You’re a fucking disgrace to ."
"Boss..." the man cried out pitifully, clutching his stomach.
"Take her down!" Jonah Ross ordered, his voice cold and devoid of emotion.
"Yes, Boss!"
The man straightened up, rolled his neck a few tis, and reached for Alia Avery. The smile on her lips never faltered. Just as his hand was about to touch her, she sidestepped, seized his wrist, and with a sharp twist, kicked him hard in the groin.
"AARGH... MY GOD..." The man’s agonized scream rang out.
Jonah Ross and the others couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath on the man’s behalf. ’That was a vicious kick...’
Alia Avery let go of the man’s hand. Seeing the others frozen in shock, she turned and ran.
"B-B-Boss, sh-she’s getting away!" By the ti Alia Avery was about five ters away, one of the n finally snapped out of it, stamring as he pointed in the direction she had fled.
"You useless idiots! What are you standing around for? Go get her and drag her back here!"
"Yes."
As she ran, Alia Avery pulled her phone out of her pocket, quickly scrolled through her contacts, and made a call for help.
"Leo Joyce, where the fuck are you?" she yelled the mont the call connected, not even thinking.
"—" The person on the other end was silent for about three seconds before roaring back just as furiously, "Alia Avery, are you fucking crazy? Why are you calling if you’re looking for Leo Joyce?"
The voice made Alia Avery freeze. A mont later, a realization dawned on her. She glanced at her phone and saw that, in her panic, she’d dialed the wrong number. But there was no ti to dwell on it. She spoke frantically, "Cassian, I’m being chased! You have to co save !"
The words had barely left her mouth when the n’s voices carried from behind her, "Don’t run!"
"Being chased? Heh..." On the other end of the line, Cassian Jennings sneered. "Alia Avery, do you think this is so kind of fun ga?"
Alia Avery sprinted forward, panting heavily as she spoke. "Cassian Jennings, I’m not playing around! I’m really being chased right now! If you won’t co save , then please, call my brother and tell him I’m at the underground market in the south district. I can probably hold out for another half hour."
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