“You...” Steven was seething. He spat out a mouthful of black blood and died on the spot.
In three minutes, all the black–clad men collapsed to the floor and kicked the bucket.
“Miracle doctor, I’ve helped you get rid of all the nuisances. It’s only two of us now.” The veiled woman came over with a charming smile and sat beside Dustin. “Don’t you think you should thank me for solving your problem?”
“Well, they were not really a problem to me. Let’s get down to business. What’s your motive for calling me here?” Dustin asked.
“I’m just a weak lady, what kind of motives can I have? Don’t think of me so badly.” Azalea teased.
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