Salute To The General

Chapter 1211 Helping From The Shadows

While Frida was an incredibly able fighter, Tyler was just better.

He was one of the Ten Princes of Hell from Gehenna and was ranked in the top fifty mercenaries on this side of the world.

Leaning back slightly, he easily avoided Frida's kick. Using this opportunity, his right hand shot out toward her chest with his fingers curled slightly like claws.

He yelled smugly, "Take this! My patented Dragon Claws!"

His men cheered lecherously as they let out wolf-whistles while Penny and the rest were furious at his despicable actions.

Shocked and enraged, Frida hurriedly dodged the attack.

In the end, Tyler's hand only managed to grab hold of her suit jacket. With a loud ripping sound, he tore the jacket from her body.

Dressed in a white shirt, long black pants and leather boots with her long hair tied up in a ponytail, Frida looked particularly valiant without her suit jacket.

She was both stunned and infuriated that her jacket had been torn away.

Stunned that he was a lot more powerful than she thought and infuriated at his shameless move.

the agile one, aren't

lunged toward

cry, she dashed forward to meet him. What followed was a flurry of punches and

she was just no

herself unable to hold him off. Helplessness,

be insulted

for her chest again and he snickered

shone in her eyes as

It flew forward silently, its speed so fast that nobody even

could touch Frida's chest, the coin

Smack!

the

wailed in

just happened. Tyler obviously had the upper hand, yet now he was suddenly screaming and his

had delighted expressions on their faces. They all thought she

aware that there was some other strong person nearby who

her from the shadows. Taking advantage of the opportunity presented to her, she did not hesitate in dashing towards the

Whoosh!

booted foot came up to

Wham!