Not A Small-Town Girl

With his tongue cut off, the man could not speak, so he could only keep wailing.

"I told you to be quiet," Danielle said. "A hitman who can’t even understand what I’m saying is useless."

With a flash of the blade, the man’s carotid artery was instantly cut off.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating. The man’s remaining eye revealed the fear of death as he watched his blood flow all over the ground. His body gradually lost strength, and he eventually collapsed to the ground.

As time passed, more and more blood accumulated in the pool of blood, as if conveying the cruelty and ruthlessness of this cruel killing.

"Get rid of his body," Danielle instructed the bodyguard beside her with a smile. At this moment, she was like a demon that had walked out of the darkness.

her gaze sharp.

that a woman wouldn’t be capable of using

don’t come over," they

gaze, a chilling darkness emanated, sending shivers down their

on the first person I deal with, not wanting to scare the others," she said. "I’m afraid

hitmen thought, ’What is she talking about? That hitman just died a gruesome death, and she still calls it going easy. If she were to be harsh, wouldn’t our

chance to speak," Danielle said. "You all only have one chance. I suggest you cherish it. If the next person I choose decides

hitmen were already scared out of their wits. After all, they were only given a chance, and none of them wanted to die. They were all afraid that if the next person chosen by this cruel woman refused to speak,

tell you. Ask away. I’ll tell you

of fear. As hitmen, they lived in an extremely dangerous environment, but they didn’t want to die just

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