Chapter 905

Estelle was as flexible as a cat. She grabbed her opponent’s arm with her leg snapped out. The dagger in her hand plunged into the man’s neck.

And so the kill-fest began.

Estelle weaved between a bunch of beefy guys. She might have been a skinny chick, but she packed a punch. Her moves were direct, aiming for the jugular. In no time, two or three guys were down for the count

Wolverine was standing at the back, eyeing Estelle coldly. He had never underestimated this chick. He couldn’t bring many guys with him into C Country, but the ones he brought were the cream of the crop. They were all determined to see Estelle six feet under.

Over the years, business had taken a hit thanks to Estelle’s relentless pursuit. His team was dwindling. If he didn’t take out Estelle, he was toast. Estelle was confined to C Country, and forbidden to meddle with Tripe’s affairs or appear as a mercenary. That was the rule Gab had set for her. Likewise, Wolverine couldn’t just waltz into C Country. So over the years, despite his hatred for Estelle, he had been stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Finally someone had given him this opportunity. He knew it was risky but he jumped at it anyway. Estelle wanted to kill him, and he wanted to kill her. Seeing his guys dropping like flies, Wolverine’s eyes flashed dangerously. He gestured and said, “Bring him out!”

man. The man was limp, his head hanging low. Dead or alive, it

recognize him?” Wolverine asked

was at the center, her clean face splattered with blood. Her eyes were determined and cold as

the sight

by the two burly guys was

dumped on

was bound hand and foot, lying on the ground, surrounded by ferocious men in camo. His gaze swiveled around and finally

Estelle doing here?

claiming to be one of

that proved he was

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