The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

When the bodyguard heard the word 'hostages', his pupils dilated, revealing his thoughts.

For a veteran martial artist like Madfist, that could well be an admission.

He was now clearly stubbornly refusing to speak, and the panic on his face was from fear of reprisals.

Hence, Madfist eased his grip around his neck and gently coaxed, "You know about the hostages and where they are, but you can't talk. After all, you'd be made to suffer if you betray Droitner Inc., right?"

The bodyguard gulped and nodded slightly, even as Madfist still held his neck.

"But have you thought about it this way...?"

Madfist grinned. "That you'd suffer anyway if you don't talk?"

"Huh?!"

eyes widened at Madfist's threat, even as Madfist held up two

and feed them to you, then crush your groin under my foot. After that, I will pry off your fingers, one by one..." The bodyguard felt a chill

this dead colleague just next to them, he would not be surprised

"Naturally..."

I'll just knock you out without killing you. That way, you don't know anything, and you'd be innocent

"T-They're in the basement! I once saw the secret mechanisms under

looked at him,

Crunch!

that, another neck

"Argh!"

distance, Johnny's legs buckled as he dropped

expected that the first

to flee, his legs had gone totally limp, and he could not even

that you've led me here-but don't stay as Droitner Inc.'s