Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1795: Take down the third one

BANG!

The man froze at the sound of gunfire from behind him. He looked back, his eyes landing on another man who stood a few paces away from the first. This second man stopped the first one from shooting Mint in the head. His gun was raised, smoke rising from the muzzle of his rifle as he had fired into the sky.

The second guy huffed and lowered his gun, marching toward Mint and his "comrade."

"What are you doing?" the second guy asked, his eyes lowering to Mint. "We do not kill in this land."

The first person looked at the man flatly, emotionlessly. "She killed our men."

"Your men, not mine," the other guy responded, pushing him by the chest before bending down to pick up Mint. "I’m taking her back to the mansion."

With that, he tossed Mint over his broad shoulder like a sack, then faced the first guy.

"Tell your people we already got her," he said before walking away down the empty road, waiting on the side until he caught a vehicle’s lights approaching.

The first guy clicked his tongue and just watched the man go before he huffed and reached for his pocket. Once he took out a small device, he spoke into it.

"Go back. We found her."

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Three trucks came to pick up where Mint was tranquilized, gathering everyone who had been searching the field for her. The situation wouldn’t normally bring a happy atmosphere, considering the state of the very island they were standing on.

However, even when they regrouped, the air in the group of men was tense. It wasn’t the type of tension one would have from having a casualty. More like a tension between two different groups thrown into one, now forced to work together.

men, even after they had ridden their trucks

of

the chance to end Mint once and for

another man uttered with displeasure.

of the truck, where all these men were seated. All of them were eyeing the guy

just looked at them but said nothing. Instead of dwelling on their comments, he looked back at the other truck driving right

**

looked at the guys near them before

sarcastically, smirking. "Easier to end them all

pussies don’t come back — at least, if most of

the Madam is thinking," a third person said grimly. "How could she —

Mint’s execution spoke. His

his direction, staring

then... we know what kind of person we’d be bowing

allied. If anything, they would kill each other if

Why?

and the Zorken Family — or rather, the latter were no longer just the Zorken Family, but the criminal organization Nathalie had established. Unlike the Secret Order, which followed protocol and code,

using the Order’s people as hostages. Hence, those who were on the island at the time

woman, after all, was rotten to

listen to her mindlessly. They simply couldn’t approach

Another man from the Shadow Order clicked his tongue

we even clenching our teeth while listening to her?" the other argued. "I’m angry, and I would love to do the honor. But a

silence fell in their