She must kill Jose Floyd to avenge Wade!!
Bruce Walkers led Nicole and several won towards the private room.
Bruce Walkers walked ahead, and the waiter opened the private room door for Bruce and the others. At that mont, Nicole’s gaze fell directly on the person sitting on the sofa in the dim light.
Jose Floyd—
Observing soone so closely, dark currents swirled in Nicole’s eyes, and hatred welled up in her heart.
It was at that mont, the scantily clad woman in front of Nicole moved slightly, and Nicole saw a cold glint on her hand...
It was a short knife!
Nicole looked at the woman in surprise, then saw her body suddenly rush forward, viciously attacking the young n sitting on the sofa.
Nicole followed the woman’s direction and saw that her target was clearly Jose Floyd.
Turns out, this woman’s goal was the sa as hers—to take Jose Floyd’s life!
Nicole sneered internally: Ruthless people everywhere make enemies, not knowing how many lives he has hard! Jose Floyd deserves to die a miserable death!!
The sudden change terrified everyone on the sofa, including Bruce Walkers and the others in the private room. They didn’t expect soone to sneak in at this point to try and kill Jose Floyd!
In the mont of panic, as the knife viciously plunged towards Jose Floyd, he didn’t even rise from his seat. His eyes flashed coldly, and his brows revealed an intense chill. He swiftly grabbed the woman’s wrist as the knife ca at him, and with his free hand, he quickly exchanged moves with the standing woman.
As his fingers flipped rapidly, Nicole hadn’t even seen the technique clearly when, in an instant, Jose Floyd’s other hand seized the woman’s neck. His gaze was icy, and with a loud thud, he flung the woman’s body onto the coffee table.
As for that knife, Jose Floyd didn’t flinch, played with it briefly, then shot the short knife directly at the already wounded woman on the floor.
"Ah!!!!"
Blood—
Nicole watched the scene unfold, her body trembling violently, while the other won who entered with her scread.
And just now, the short knife was rcilessly shot by Jose Floyd into the woman’s right palm, penetrating through.
Blood flowed like a pillar as Nicole looked at Jose Floyd, unable to contain her fear and panic.
This person, Jose Floyd, is so skilled he could kill her with one hand...
Therefore, she couldn’t act rashly, couldn’t lose her life before avenging Wade. And Jose Floyd... she couldn’t kill him today.
"Whichever hand tries to take my life with a knife, I’ll cripple that hand! With skills like this, you dare co for my life—overestimating yourself!"
The cold, ruthless voice fell, and Nicole watched as Jose Floyd leaned back on the leather sofa. He casually picked up the red wine in front of him and slowly tasted it, as if he wasn’t the one who had just disabled soone’s hand, calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
His solitary eyes held no warmth, akin to a lone, proud eagle soaring in the sky, as if nothing could catch his interest. Disdain, arrogance, wildness, indifference—these heartless words were all his trademarks.
This man has no heart. That’s Nicole’s assessnt of Jose Floyd.
Such a person, cold-blooded and frighteningly ruthless, utterly heartless, won’t care about human lives. Others’ lives in his eyes are like ants.
Perhaps Nicole’s scrutinizing gaze was too intense, because as Jose Floyd leaned against the leather sofa and sipped the red wine, his eyes inadvertently fell on Nicole.....
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PS: Considering how diligent I am, how about a monthly ticket? Let charm you~~~~~~
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