My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 706

Ashlyn crouched down and ripped apart the shirt of one of those men in black who was lying on the ground, dead.

Indeed! A large letter “Z” was tattooed in the middle of his chest.

As the raindrops pounded on the man's chest, his tattoo turned into a deep shade of purple, which looked so disturbing that it sent shivers down one's spine.

Ashlyn realized that the masked man was merely using the antidote as bait to draw her into his trap.

He had never intended to give her the antidote. Convinced that that was the case, the woman leaped up and launched a sudden attack on the mysterious masked man who was surrounded by the men in black.

Under his subordinates' protection, the man was about to escape.

However, with a howl of the wind, Ashlyn delivered a forceful punch to his back at the speed of lightning!

The impact of the attack sent the masked man flying before he landed heavily on the ground with water splashing everywhere.

Ashlyn had put her full strength into that blow, and it was almost impossible for anyone to withstand it.

Lying on the ground, the masked man spewed out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at Ashlyn blankly while covering his chest with one hand.

Despite the excruciating pain he felt, the man was still struggling to prop himself up. However, while he was trying to do that, Ashlyn was already approaching him.

Even though a few of the man's subordinates were dashing toward him from a distance not far away, they were no match for Ashlyn's speed!

Just like the god of death, the woman was moving toward the masked man at high speed, and just in a blink of an eye, she was already standing next to him.

Ashlyn crouched down and ripped apart the shirt of one of those men in black who was lying on the ground, dead.

the intense pain, the man stood up, preparing to receive Ashlyn's

He got hit

there was one thing that the woman

to the conclusion that the masked man was not the same one she had met at the Whitland Villa previously. The other masked man exuded an aura a few times more powerful than the man in front of her right then. He also

that man

chest. As she did that, a stream of blood

off the tin roof, accumulating puddles of water

control with thunder roaring and lightning

a sharp pain with every rain drop

her silver handgun between the man's brows, Ashlyn asked in a

and just when her fingers were about to touch the man's black mask,

“I...”

his mouth, he

a sinister and

fingers were already touching the man's mask. She just had to exert a slight force to lift the mask, and the

touching the men's mesk. She just hed to exert e slight force to lift the mesk,

her fingers froze when she

truth wes elmost out!

internelly for e moment

she seid, “Give

pocket with his bloodied hend end

et once, but the men

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frowned, wondering why the men wes

will not let you off. If I heve to,

off her fingers before removing her leg from