Salute To The General

Livid at her demand, Jemma glared coldly at Ava as she threatened, "I'm not apologizing to anyone! You'd better get the hell out of my way before I beat you in front of your masters!" "A b*tch like you won't learn your lesson unless you suffer, huh?" Ava asked.

"Break this batch's legs!" Jemma ordered.

"Roger!"

After what Nathan did to her back then, Jemma made sure to come prepared this time.

She had brought a total of fifty subordinates with her, each and every one of them being elites from the Ariarica Marine Corps.

The men were all Kings of Warriors and each possessed the power of a hundred men.

It wouldn't even be an overstatement to say that her fifty subordinates were capable of defeating five thousand ordinary men.

As such, she believed a mere bodyguard like Ava couldn't possibly stand a chance against them.

However, what happened next shocked Jemma so much that her eyes nearly came flying out of their sockets.

The subordinates lunged at Ava one after another like wolves and tigers, but she stood her ground and took them head-on without a trace of fear in her eyes.

Like a cheetah, she moved at lightning speed and delivered a flying knee to one of her opponents, hitting him square in the chest.

Bam!

Not only was the man sent flying backward from the impact, but he was also coughing up blood and even crashed into a few of his buddies.

Whoosh!

a punch at Ava's face, but she tilted her head slightly and dodged his

she grabbed his wrist

Crack!

his arm went limp like a strand of spaghetti. Clutching the injured arm with his other arm, the man quickly backed

Swoosh!

guy ran up to Ava and launched a

quickly crouched to avoid the kick and responded with a low kick to

Crack!

half at the knee, and he screamed in agony as he

the group of men like a cheetah, causing them to

kick, and he shattered the table

the fight was over

gaze as she watched them writhe about in a pool of

about Jemma. "I will ask you this one

the North Army, Ava had killed countless

years ago, she was

an organization of assassins. Even then, her hands had not been clean, and she even made her way to

would turn icy-cold whenever she went into a murderous state, and Jemma felt an inexplicable sense of fear when she met Ava's gaze. She had a feeling that Ava would snap

being threatened, Jemma had no choice but to give in and said, "F-Fine...

only console herself by imagining how she would get

I'll just apologize for now. Once I get back, I'll report this to my superiors and send some assassins

a little