They heard another loud bang.

All of them flinched. Their gazes swept between the deputy leader and Sylvia, realizing the deputy leader had also been injured.

Again, they were amazed by Sylvia's speed, wondering if she was a top martial artist.

The deputy leader was more skilled in fighting than the leader, the most skillful one in their gang.

However, he almost died because of a kick.

His body slid down the wall and fell to the ground.

Unable to stand up, he spat a mouthful of blood.

Sylvia darted at him and asked, "Any bold ones want to fight me? Go ahead."

The rest men shivered in fear, unable to utter a beep.

It was midnight.

The police station of Larro received a call. A robbery in a wealthy neighborhood was reported.

Shortly after, the police car was pulled over at the entrance of Pearlhall Villa.

Several policemen rushed into the house while holding weapons. Then they saw dozens of men in black squatting in the living room, shivering in fear.

The scene was different from what they'd imagined.

Sylvia looked at the deputy leader, who still spat blood continuously, and checked on the leader's dead body. "They disagreed on sharing the stolen wealth, so they fought against each other. One was killed," she told the chief of the criminal investigation team.

"Are you all right, Miss Andrews?" the chief of the criminal investigation asked, staring at the queen-like woman.

"Of course I am." An evil smile played on her lips. "They are not OK." Right then, the forensic experts and several policemen started to investigate the scene and identify the dead.

After learning he was a gang leader they had wished to arrest for a long time, they were shocked and yelled, "Captain! He's Nash."

"What?" The leader of the criminal investigation team walked up and recognized the leader. Then he glanced at the dying deputy leader and grinned, "Thank you so much, Miss Andrews. You helped us arrest those scums.”

The gang had done countless evil things, including intentional murders, arson, larceny, and robbery. The police wanted to arrest them for a long time but lacked evidence.

Now, he would stay in jail for the

himself and told the

chest. It

account of the Larro police station posted

midnight, the police resolved a burglary case and caught the criminals. When the criminals shared the stolen goods, they had an internal fight, causing one death and one injury. We'd like to thank Miss Sylvia Andrews especially. She helped us capture 37 suspects. We reward her for her heroic action with

couldn't help discussing the latest

It's only been a night. What did I

the traffickers last time. This time, she

should work as

good fighting skills. I worship

an excellent

"How incredible!"

a few hours the previous night. In the morning, she went to the studio center of the

formal rehearsal. Several government leaders" assistants and secretaries would watch

leaders were waiting to be updated in

to get up no matter how sleepy

highly responsible at work. Although she felt upset for lacking sleep, for the sake of Mayor Cody and his wife, she

much to her surprise, those actors and actresses stared at her with unconcealed mania

sleepy eyes, "What's

Their gazes sickened her.

this way. However, hundreds of people

She had goosebumps.

Suddenly, the footsteps approached.

voice from the assistant to the mayor. "Mayor Cody, Mr.

the studio center with the police chief shortly

crowd, striding toward her in excitement. Shaking hands with her, he said, "Thank you so much for helping us resolve such a big case, Miss

to present the

them to Sylvia personally, together with the 20,000 dollars cash

feel his

mouth, she yawned

asked with concern, "Miss Andrews, you didn't sleep well last night,

spoke, he looked at Cody. "Mayor Cody, may I ask for a day off on her behalf? Miss Andrews had a long night

like Sylvia was his biological daughter, who

smiled. "Of course. Even if you didn't mention, I'd let Sibbie

Sylvia. Watching the scene, Rosie boiled over

kindly. Rosie

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