Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 169 I don't like using guns; they're not painful enough.

Writhing on the ground, the three men clutched their wounded legs, casting up hateful gazes at Lela, eyes brimming with a malicious intensity that seemed poised to tear her apart. Flora lay motionless on the couch, her gaze still empty.

The bodyguard who followed her in was still holding the bag of food when Lela snapped at him, "Close your eyes."

He obeyed immediately, shutting his eyes tight.

Lela quickly ran over to Flora, grabbing a blanket to cover her and taking her hand, her voice trembling slightly, "Flora."

A single tear slid down Flora's cheek. She turned her head slightly, looking at Lela. The previously lifeless glint in her eyes sparked with a hint of light, "Lela, we need to get out of here. It's not safe." Bending down, Lela embraced Flora, her cheek gently brushing against Flora's, "Don't be scared, Flora. I'm here now. I'll make them pay."

Lela held Flora close for a while, letting go only when she felt the trembling subside. She commanded the nearby bodyguard, "Take Flora to my room."

Hesitation flickered in the bodyguard's eyes as he gazed at the three menacing figures on the ground. His sole priority was Ms. Lela's safety; he didn't concern himself with anything else. "Ms. Lela."

not clear to you?" Lela's voice suddenly rose, a chilly

was to come was too gory

incapacitated state of the three assailants with their legs rendered useless and three bullets still in his gun-not to mention Lela's impressive sharpshooting-he reluctantly nodded. Picking up Flora, he carried her away

call Mildred. Once they were all gone, Lela's hand reached for her pistol. Her gaze was sinister and distorted

immediately. Their legs were shot; they couldn't escape. Now, they begged for mercy.

doing evil, they turned

curling her lips. Her

their lives were spared for

a bribe, make a deal, and once they were free, they planned to take care of

Lela remained unaware, yet she had already deciphered their

Lela backed into the kitchen, casting the gun aside right before their eyes. She spread her arms, a gleam of malice in her eyes, and sneered, "I don't like using guns. It's not thrilling enough, not

for them to endure inhuman