Chapter 791

The wine bottle shattered with a loud bang. The burly man fell to the floor and covered the bleeding wound on his head.

The other people were startled by her bold action, and none of them dared to approach her.

Peter cursed out loud and shouted, “What the hell are you losers doing? She’s just a woman. Go get her!”

Maisie made her move first. Although she could take two or three of them down, there were eight of them left.

She was wearing a pair of stilettos. Soon, she started to feel exhausted, and the floor was littered with broken bottles.

A man saw his chance and pounced at her, pinning her on the couch. Maisie bent her knee and delivered a fierce kick, and the man felli down in a curled-up position, covering his crotch in pain.

Another two strong men grabbed her and pinned her back on the couch. Peter barked out his order, “Remove her mask!”.

Katrina watched as they moved on to remove Maisie’s mask. Her fingers had stabbed into her arms that were crossed around her chest

those men touched Maisie’s mask, a few people flew through the door

that filed into the room were professional fighters. No sooner

under the table

contorted with

black made a path, and the middle-aged

face instantly turned red as

trembled, and her face turned

is he doing

it from falling. She, too, was very

Boucher? Isn’t he

him. There was a smile on his face as he said, “Of

you, right?” “Yes, you’re right. It has nothing to do with me,” Yael said as he lowered his head. He walked closer to Peter and

color faded from Peter’s face when he heard what Yael had said. He did not

Michael was retiring from his position soon. However, the Bouchers were

did not give him what he wanted, Yael would not let him go

anger has gotten the best of me. This is

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