Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 383

The moment Felicia saw Baldy, she immediately recognized him as the sniper watching her from the balcony on the seventh floor.

“Who sent you?”

She sat on the hospital bed, her face pale from blood loss, making her dark, bright eyes stand out even more. There was a fire burning in the depths of her gaze.

Now, in such a dire situation, Baldy knew exactly what his fate was.

He was going to die anyway, so he chose not to speak.

Turning his face away, he sneered. “Kill me quickly. I’ve been in this line of work for years, and if I were afraid of death, I wouldn’t have chosen this profession!”

She got out of bed, walked slowly toward him, bent down, and grabbed his chin with her bandaged hand. With a swift movement, there was a loud cracking sound.

His jaw was dislocated.

Felicia flipped her palm and threw a black pill into Baldy’s mouth, her voice calm.“You won’t die, but you’ll wish you did.”

A quick and easy death wasn’t on the table.

his face, and wiped her hands clean before returning

expression cold and unafraid, even though the poison had already

nine people who had brought him

mercenary stepped forward. “Little girl, since you’re the one paying, I can help you

with a range of

Baldy, who had been held on the ground, suddenly raised his head. His face turned red, and he began struggling violently. His throat made rasping sounds, and his body

as though he was being slaughtered like a pig. Several people

began writhing on the floor in agony. He seemed to be enduring unimaginable pain as he ripped apart the ropes binding

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Iron Skull Technique couldn’t withstand it. Blood splattered everywhere, and the floor was nearly cracked from the force of

remaining nine stepped back in shock, instinctively

was so horrific that he couldn’t even scream. His throat emitted a horrible wheezing sound, and his face was twisted in excruciating

regretted his

one knew the

insides, an itch so intense

his head seemed to be pulled and stretched, ready to split his skull open one

him from making any sound other than frantic gasps, trapping

quietly, her

last, he made a gesture of surrender. Crawling desperately, he knelt at her feet and began banging his head on the ground.