Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 602 Extras

Knowing they were no match for these men, the bunch of ruffians gave themselves up right away without putting up a fight. Soon, the dozens of them were marched in front of Elise, kneeling in a row.

Elise stepped forward and questioned their leader, “Who sent you here? Spill it!”

“Um… I beg your pardon, miss, but there are rules in the underworld. We’re not supposed to betray information about our employer!” the man replied with a cringe.

“Understood.” Elise nodded before turning to Devan. Her eyes narrowed before she wore a thin, fake smile to ask, “I heard you guys came this time on a task to cripple my classmate’s leg. Is that true?”

Devan took a glance at his leader. Seeing that the man remained silent, he quickly replied in a servile manner, “It’s all a misunderstanding! Miss, please have mercy on us! We’re just trying to make a living, so please let us off!”

“Trying to make a living using other people’s lives and bodies, huh? Since you guys dare to be in this trade, you should’ve expected the consequences.” The smile on Elise’s face vanished all at once and was replaced by a frosty expression. Then, she ordered sternly, “Break one of his legs.”

“No! Please don’t do that! I’m sorry, miss! I was wrong…” Devan hurriedly gave a kowtow and apologized in fright.

Elise looked cool and unsympathetic, though. After all, had Moses’ men not arrived in the nick of time today, Sheldon and Elliot probably would have been ruined for the rest of their lives. It isn’t worth it to go soft on people who have no regard for human lives like them.

Moses’ men were gangsters, so they showed no mercy toward Devan. After pinning Devan to the ground and covering his mouth, they swung their clubs and bashed his left leg again and again with sheer brute force.

With that, Devan’s leg was broken, and so were the clubs, and Devan passed out as a result.

Elise glanced sideways at Devan. Shaking her head in resignation, she then walked up to the ruffians’ leader again. “Can you spill it now?”

full well that Elise had just punished Devan as a warning to him, and that if he still refused to cooperate, he would be the next to suffer. He hurriedly made a clean breast of everything, saying, “In reality, I don’t know who hired us either, but I know their user account on Bloodthirsty Manor. If you check them out on the website, you can probably find out who that

Elise hadn’t heard of the name

murder people are common on the website, but we dare

the website’s address is?” Elise asked,

hands. “This is Bloodthirsty Manor’s interface where you can see the order history here. It really wasn’t me who wanted to reckon with you

phone and glanced at its screen, only to find that what the man had said was true. The user account that had hired the ruffians was very special; it had only logged onto the website once and placed only one order. Presumably, it was an alt account set

him. “You hurt my classmates, and I broke the leg of one of your lackeys,

man put his palms together and repeatedly kowtowed to Elise. “Thank you, miss! Thank you, boss! Thanks a

I feel

before running away on all fours with his men,

of sight, Elise turned around and dismissed Moses’ men. “Alright, you guys may leave now. Tell your boss when you go back

Like Boss said, you’re his madam, so it’s our duty to be at your service!” With that, the group of men let out a chuckle

Elise, his jaw dropping in astonishment at the sight of Moses’ men, all of

Nope, these guys are all extras,” Elise lied with

like an idiot?” Are there extras who are all 180 centimeters in height and very muscular? Well, their uniform attire does make it

for a moment, she replied with a straight face, “No, you don’t look like an idiot. You are an idiot.” Who else is the idiot here if not him? He nearly spoiled my plan just now, after all. With

he opened his eyes and saw Elise, he immediately sat up with a start. Then, he

your eyes and look

go of Elise and scratched the back of his head. “Hehe, you’re right.

Elise beat him to it, saying, “Sheldon fought them