Chapter 92

Tucker’s face darkened as he spat furiously and charged at Flora. Before his eyes, she had actually beaten his friends to this state.

Flora watched him coldly as he came about a half meter away from her, then suddenly kicked out, striking him between the legs.

Before Tucker could even cry out in pain, Flora spun around and kicked him in the chest.

Tucker flew several meters before crashing heavily to the ground, coughing up blood.

“I was going to let you off because you work for Mr. Baker, but you forced my hand.” Flora sald, taking steps towards them.

Flora walked against the light with a slight smile at the comers of her eyes. She looked stunningly beautiful and captivating.

Each step she took felt like a heavy stone smashing into Tucker and his gang’s chests. The chest pain that made it hard to breathe seemed even worse now.

Flora casually picked up Tucker’s phone from the ground and dialed a number. It was Baker’s private number, known only to a few in Club 257.

After a while, the c

call connected, and Flora, concise and to the point, gave an address. “Get your ass over here.”

Ten minutes later,Baker truly did come running. His shirt buttons were done up wrong, and he looked disheveled from his dash.

The guys at the alley’s entrance couldn’t believe their eyes. “Mr. Baker?”

Why was he here?

of things. If he found d out they were extorting high–interest loans

enters!” Baker shouted as he rushed into the

thing the minions wanted was to go in the alley. They wished they could run away

He didn’t know Mr. Baker personally, but the man seemed

than a match for Flora, so why did this stranger

Something

and see, but

do not! Just stay put. If something happens to

the alley, Baker saw

the people lying on the ground around her and his expression

and his gang saw Mr. Baker

Flora made the call, they still harbored a glimmer of hope, but now Mr. Baker had

girl really knew

Baker was nearly scared to

turf, Club 257 almost came after him. Now, Flora was in danger on his turf

The

second time. Your men are

fiery glow overhead, and Flora’s voice betrayed no

out in a cold

vast, with hundreds of gangs/Mr. Baker couldn’t

lot, and many gangs had restrained themselves. Still, there were always those

assured, Ill handle them

These people couldn’t stay.

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