Chapter 152 I’ll Choose My Own Way to Die

With an order, more than forty men rushed out.

Viola grabbed the hands of Jimny and Tyler and whispered in all seriousness, “I’ve already

informed Russell. You are not allowed to risk your lives. Both of you must be alive!”

While talking to the killers, Viola secretly sent a message. Russell’s men would arrive in ten

minutes.

Hearing this, Jimmy and Tyler made up their minds to protect her. They punched those killers with all their might

It was inconvenient for Viola to lift her legs because she was in a tight dress.

She stripped a piece of cloth from her dress to bandage the wound on her right shoulder.

While doing this, a killer rushed up to her with a knife.

She dodged to the side and kicked the man between his legs with her high heels. The man was so hurt that his face turned pale. Before he could react, Viola ruthlessly knocked him out.

Forty against three. It was very chaotic.

In the wooden house.

There was also a bloody battle.

Todd and Nolan were very strong, but Jaylin’s men were not weak. This chaos lasted for five

minutes.

It hurt Orlando to think of what Jaylin had just said.

He couldn’t stay here any longer. The longer he stayed, the more dangerous Viola’s situation was.

“Todd, come with me to find Viola. The rest cover us. Retreat!”

UU

Crane Bridge was covered by blood.

Jimmy and Tyler took the knives from their rivals, their eyes red with killing intent.

There were too many rivals sushing wave after wave. In just a few minutes, their strength was running out and they could barely protect themselves. Their backs and legs had been stabbed. But they were gritting their teeth to fight.

already injured. Her strength had run out. She was distracted for a moment, and her arm was

Gerpos

a long bloodstain.

wound, bit her lower lip, endured the

situation.

and Tyler got wounded but still

they three would all

looking at the flying blood, Viola felt a

would return it a thousand times

stepped on a stone pillar on Crane Bridge. The wind messed up the hair in

face, stained with blood, was still breathtakingly beautiful when

she was injured, her noble and cold aura seemed to have been carved into

to kill me, I can’t escape. But

jumped down from

“Ms. Zumthor, no!”

falling into the water, Viola

dusk. The dim yellow light from the streetlights on

the only light

strong pain in her head. Unclear

and crisp voice

bouquet. You are as beautiful as the

why don’t I have a father but you

you so much. But I can only

“Miss, Miss…”

Who was it?

Who exactly was it?

felt a sharp pain in her brain. A small girl stared at her with a smile. That girl

could hear

could be seen except for

struggle. She continued to sink into the bottom

she going to

consciousness became vaguer

a force, and oxygen was sent into her mouth. Someone was desperately

in a daze, the first

you feeling

was Russell’s low

Russell’s handsome face became more and more

a hoarse

fever is just reduced. Don’t hurt your

head with tears in his eyes. Although he was very depressed, he only dared to gently

Besides, you are injured. What

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255