Betty picked up her phone and made a call.


    “Help me take care of someone. Dig out his kneecaps. I want him to walk on his knees for the rest of


    his life!”


    After Tristan handed the medication to Betty, he drove home alone.


    As his car approached the neighborhood, a ck MPV suddenly appeared and crashed into the side of


    his car.


    His car almost spun 360 degrees, and the ss shattered. Tristan was thrown into disarray, his bones


    feeling like they were about to fall apart.


    The screeching of brakes echoed through the deserted street, and the car came to a halt.


    Before he could regain consciousness, he heard the door open, and he was forcefully pulled out


    Tristan hadn’t seen who it was, but he was immediately pressed into the car and subjected to punches


    and kicks.


    “What should we do? Break his legs or what?” one of them asked.


    “Dig out his kneecaps. Hurry up!”


    Tristan was in intense pain, and his head was bleeding. At once, he understood what was happening.


    This was Betty seeking revenge.


    “Lad, we have no grievances with you. You just happened to offend someone you shouldn’t have.


    Tough luck.”


    As soon as the man said that, he pulled out a gleaming knife, preparing to stab Tristan’s knee.


    Just as Tristan thought he was about to bid farewell to his legs, the man in front of him suddenly let out


    a scream.


    Subsequently, screams echoed. Tristan opened his eyes to a scene of surprise.


    A man wearing a ck mask and a ck trench coat, with sharp features and a fierce fighting style,


    appeared out of nowhere. Like al ck whirlwind, he swiftly took down all four thugs.


    He was incredibly cool!


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    This was the kind of scene one could only see in a high-quality action movie. How could an ordinary


    person have such astonishing and agile moves?


    The next second, Tristan watched as the man in the ck trench coat snatched the knife from the


    thug’s hand.


    With swift movements, he severed the tendons in the hands and feet of all four thugs, rendering them


    powerless to fight back.


    Tristan was supported by the man in the ck trench coat and got into a ck luxury car that hadn’t


    even been registered yet..


    As he settled in, he was extremely shocked.


    “Ms. Al-Ms. Alyssa? Why is it you?”


    “Of course, it’s me. Who else could save you?”


    Alyssa’s eyes carried a hint of displeasure as she looked at his heavily injured face.


    “Dr. McAlister, do you remember what I told you before? I said, do as I unnecessary.”


    “Unnecessary?”


    Tristan’s heart pounded quickly. “I just followed your instructions and gave the drug to Betty.”


    “Oh, really?”


    Alyssa crossed her arms over her chest. Her face was icy. “Then why did you force Betty to kneel


    before you?”


    Tristan was bewildered, only now realizing that every move he made tonight was under her watch.


    “I’m monitoring you not because I don’t trust you but because this is the only way to ensure your


    safety.”


    When Alyssa recalled how her abrupt actions had cost Nina her life, she felt a surge of pain, and tears


    welled up in her eyes.