Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 637:

Uilder Sanso’s eager gaze was fixed on Ayla as she landed a punch on Manssa’s face.

“Beat her to a pulp!” Sanso screamed, her voice shrill and clownish.

But what happened next was far from what Sansa had imagined. Instead of Ayla’s fist meeting Marissa’s face, Marissa effortlessly caught Ayla’s wrist.

With a casual twist, the sickening crack of bones echoed in the air. Ayla dropped to her knees, sweat pouring down her face from the searing pain.

Sanso had envisioned Ayla mercilessly pummeling Marissa, but instead, she was confronted with Ayla’s crushing defeat.

She stood frozen, staring at the unexpected turn of events, struggling to process it. Ayla’s attack had been so swift and ferocious that no one could see exactly how Marissa had countered it.

It just seemed like Marissa had remained serene and unruffled.

you…” Sanso stammered, pointing at Marissa, too stunned to form a

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Sanso, Marissa

here she was, enduring the agony of a broken wrist.

Ayla’s physical strength and combat skills improved, but

Doomsday Base had endured numerous hardships to hone their martial arts, physical prowess, and resilience. Marissa was surprised

Marissa was more eager than ever to examine the drugs developed by Clarissa and

Ayla, Marissa didn’t release her grip. Instead, she swiftly plunged a needle into Ayla’s wrist, drawing a vial of blood with

her head, didn’t notice what was

Ayla’s blood,

to collapse in agony. Paralyzed by both pain and a precise strike to a spot on her body, Ayla lay on the ground, unable

Ayla go, Marissa glanced up at