The Supreme Soldier in the City

Chapter 93 Essence



Emily Jenkins smashed the bottle with such force that the sound of the collision with the coffee table and the shattering glass instantly echoed through the private room. In her hand remained only half a beer bottle. The flying shards of glass cut her hands, and blood began to stream out immediately.

But Emily didn’t seem to notice the pain. She brandished the jagged half-bottle at Brian Johnson, ferociously shouting, "Come on then, if you have the guts, come at me!"

No one in the hall had expected Emily to become so terrifying when provoked. Two flight attendants screamed and quickly fled, while Brian Johnson and two other men, facing the dagger-like shards of glass in Emily’s hand, looked at each other, hesitating. Even if they had twice the courage, they wouldn’t dare to confront Emily now.

Brian Johnson’s face turned extremely ugly. Flirting with women was no big deal for him, but it seemed if he continued, Emily was ready to fight to the death. Up against someone as desperate as Emily, it seemed they had no choice but to back down.

"What’s the matter, scared? If you’re a man, come at me!" Emily, waving the bottle, splattering blood everywhere, added a gruesomeness to the already tense atmosphere.

"OK! Don’t be rash, I’ll let you go!" Brian Johnson raised his hands and slowly backed towards the door. He too was afraid that Emily, crazed, might charge at him. He was not sure he could disarm her without getting hurt.

"Open the door!" Brian Johnson shouted loudly.

The door to the private room flew open, and two bodyguards swiftly entered, quickly positioning themselves in front of Brian Johnson.

"Catch her," Brian Johnson commanded, directing the bodyguards to Emily as soon as they arrived.

The two bodyguards advanced on Emily. Both were skilled, as their occupation demanded, and might have hesitated against a man with a dagger, but they didn’t consider a girl like Emily a threat at all.

Seeing the men approach, Emily panicked even more, wildly waving the bottle and screaming, "Don’t come any closer! Don’t come near me, or I swear I’ll fight you!"

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