Chapter 933



Nora looked straight ahead.

As an assassin, she naturally had a sixth sense.

Those people were mercenaries.

As she watched what was happening ahead, she turned her head to see Queenie, who wasn’t much of a fighter, squinting warily. She clenched her fingers nervously and brought them to her waist.

This was a person’s natural reaction when encountering danger.

Nora looked away, a dull glint in her almond-shaped eyes.

“Get out of the car! This is a roadblock.”

Those outside banged on the window and shouted fiercely.

Nora made an “OK” gesture with her hand. She pretended to roll down the window, but the next moment she started the car and stepped on the accelerator.

Quickly!

At the sound of the starting noise, the car lunged forward.

It threw the trio in front of it and blocked their way.

“Damn it, go after them! Don’t let them get away!”

Those behind them immediately drew their pistols. Just as they were about to shoot out their tires, with a loud screech, the car suddenly stopped in front. It even made a turn and stopped horizontally at the highway exit in front.

With one hand on the steering wheel, Nora looked at them with a smile and commented, “Tsk, now there’s no escape.”

It was only upon hearing her comment that Queenie realized that the highway they were on was very narrow and that the raiders’ cars were nearby, at the other end of the toll plaza. If they wanted to get into their cars and escape, they would have to go through the tollbooth. However, Nora had blocked the road with the car!

So when Nora suddenly started the car and pushed the trio away just now, wasn’t she trying to escape? Rather, she was trying to stop those people? from escaping?

The corners of Queenie’s lips twitched.

This little girl sure was sassy.

Including the four in the car behind her, they only had five people beside her at best; she, Queenie, was a delicate woman who couldn’t do anything rough.

However, the other party had over twenty people on their side!

Just as Queenie was thinking about it, she saw Nora open the driver’s side door. She kicked the military boots she was wearing against the floor and then rolled up her sleeves. In a nonchalant voice, she declared, “You have been surrounded. Surrender your weapons and your lives will be spared. Thank you.”

Queenie: “?????”

That annoying and infuriating appearance of his was simply too arrogant!

The other party: “?????”

The other party was stunned to hear her.

They looked behind them, where they confirmed that only four people had gotten out of the second car.

As for their car, only one person had gotten out.

So the four people in the back and one in the front had ‘surrounded’ more than 20 of them?!

What a joke!

Their leader quickly recovered. He ordered, “Go! Except Queenie, leave no one else alive!”

After he spoke, ten people walked to the back car while the other dozen approached where Queenie was.

The dozen people approaching took aim at Nora. Just as they were about to fire, Nora spun on the spot and avoided their attack.

Just with the twist and turn, she came at them.

Then, she immediately threw a punch at the leader of the group!

Whack!

The man’s jaw immediately dislocated and he was thrown backwards.

Seeing this, the person next to him rushed to raise his weapon.

Bang!

With a sideways twist from Nora, she dodged the bullet, catching the assassin behind her between the eyebrows.

Seeing this, her boss, who had been knocked down, rushed to shout, “No, don’t use your guns! Hit that woman instead.” He could no longer even speak clearly. In close combat, weapons were a burden.

However, Nora was not only agile, but also physically strong. She gave them all a kick each as they fought at close range. Before they could put away their weapons and draw their daggers, she had already picked them off one by one.

The four people behind them wanted to help Nora after they finished eliminating the ten opponents who had approached, but when they looked, instead they saw all of them slumped on the ground, all bruised and battered, kneeling and begging for mercy.

Evidently, Black Cat had taken it out on them.

Nora, whose physique was thin and frail, had a Black Cat mask on her face. The woman, dressed in a camouflage suit, held a submachine gun she had taken from the enemy, pointed the muzzle of the barrel at those on the ground and brazenly asked, “Tell me, who sent you?”

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