Chapter 493

It was because Tyrell threatened him with her life, so Franklin chose to break up with her.

That must be it!

Why hadn't she realized before?

Thinking about it, Sylvia's almond eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at these brawny men in front of her.

"Just come at me! Bullying my man is what you are only capable of?" "The woman Master Franklin has a crush on is really hot!" The scarred man let out a laugh, a hint of mockery in his voice. "It's better for a woman to be gentle, or she won't end well."

“You're annoying."

Sylvia's red lips curled into a cold smile as she drew a pistol from her thigh and pointed it at the scarred man.

This was a world where the truly strong existed. She curled her red lips and stared coldly at the few men in front of her, they were not worthy of threatening her man!

Even more unworthy to appear in her sight!

They were a shame to her, a reminder of how humiliated Franklin had been because of her!

Killing them all was the best.

Sylvia's brow was furrowed and her almond eyes were full of impatience, and her icy tone sounded grim.

The scarred man looked at her arrogantly, “Do you think a woman is worthy of pointing a gun at me?"

He swiftly took out a gun and aimed it right at Sylvia's brow.

With a glare, he immediately pulled the trigger.

She was facing death, but she was still so arrogant. It looked like she really had a death wish!

It was difficult to quell his inner discontent without killing her.

“I hate it when a punk points a gun at me."

When the woman's clear and cold voice just came out of her lips, a whoosh sounded!

The scarred man only felt a stinging pain on the back of his hand.

The gun fell from his hand with a sound.

He stared in shock at the silver dagger stuck in the back of his hand. Bright red blood continued to gush out along the back of his hand.

“Is that all Tyrell's henchman is capable of? How can you threaten my husband? Is my husband someone you can look down on?"

The icy voice suddenly sounded in the scarred man's ear.

He was shaken. Looking up, he only saw the slender and slim woman had reached him.

The ink-like almond eyes stared at him with killing intent!

man

second or two for her to come to him from a few

How was it possible?

simply did not have time to

easily snatched the pistol that the scarred man had just picked up from

she reached out her left hand reached

scarred man in front of her to make the latter being pressed to the

"Ah!"

cry out in pain, only to feel that

sharp pain in the man's neck and Sylvia's cold

man was screaming in pain when he saw Sylvia's bright face close to his. The woman's cold eyes reflected in his pupils, so he couldn't help but show fear and terror in his

What a terrible woman.

not only had an icy

the scarred man became this woman's

was so

doing what Tyrell told me to. I'm just a

man couldn't care less about the pain on his body. He kept

staring at him coldly in front of him, and those beautiful cold black eyes shone with killing intent, making him

in fear, "Help!

saw this and

with cold

grimness in his dark eyes grew deeper

to surprise him, and he could clearly feel it. She was angry at Tyrell's shamelessness and the humiliation and bullying he had

gaze became. It warmed him that his

men, he heard a “click” and Sylvia broke

each other, all eyes filled

Bang!

everyone stared at Sylvia in shock and disbelief, only to see her face

if it wasn't her who shot a

gun went off, the man who was fighting with Franklin fell to the ground

pupils were filled with displeasure. His large palm reached out to pinch a

shivering as he looked

on them for their bad deeds. If they

white with fear and his legs were

weak in front

the impression that Franklin was weak? How dare Tyrell provoke Franklin?

a mania? Wasn't he put in

he suddenly like a different person? Was he even resisting? "Victory often comes from

falling

was stunned, "Honey,

corners of his lips and blossomed into a

that his wife was really impressing him more

She was really sweet.

Franklin's smile, Sylvia dismantled the pistol

not ordinary people. No need to

She raised an eyebrow.

just being protected by Sylvia, he felt

hand, “Let's go down

inside the tent on the

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