Chapter 429
The moment they barged into the living room, a nimble figure swiftly emerged, locking everyone inside, including herself.
Realizing they’d fallen into a trap, they looked up at the girl standing before them. In the dark, she wore a baseball cap and a black mask; her slender figure blocked the doorway, and she exuded an intense aura.
The man leading the group was deadly serious. "Carol? So, you finally showed yourself, you traitor."
All of them were wearing black balaclavas, hiding their faces.
"Today is the day you die." The leader quickly attacked, the others following suit without hesitation.
One of them pulled out a switchblade, lunging towards the girl, who was now known as Rosemary. She dodged and caught his wrist, then kicked directly towards his chest.
Another threw a vase at Rosemary, who promptly kicked it onto the sofa to prevent it from breaking and making a noise.
Several men attacked Rosemary at once. She kicked at one of their heads, but he swiftly dodged.
Another made a quick move, and Rosemary accurately kicked his fist. She had used all her strength for this kick, causing intense pain to shoot from his fist up to his shoulder. He winced and instinctively clutched his aching fist.
Another man drew a small knife, aiming for Rosemary’s neck. She avoided his attack, then kicked him squarely in the chest.
Her movements were extraordinarily swift, her actions quick and ruthless. The leader suffered a setback, and his voice was filled with anger.