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Chapter 421

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette curled her lips, her gaze fierce and wild as she looked at the men rushing at her, wielding all kinds of cold weapons. Her tone to Jeremiah was light and slow. “The game has begun.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A hulking man charged straight at Yvette. Holden wore a sinister smile, clearly pleased with what he assumed was the obvious oue, a burly man against a young woman.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, the very next moment, Yvette moved so swiftly that no one even saw how she made her move. By the time Holden and the others in the distance realized what had happened, the brute was already under Yvette’s boot.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With a resounding snap, she mercilessly broke his leg underfoot Yvette’s lips curled into a cold, wicked smile as she looked down at the man, her voice chilling. “You thought I’d be easy to handle?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The man cried out, spitting obscenities. “You… bitch…” But before he could finish, Jeremiah, having just taken down another opponent, caught what the man was saying. A glint of icy rage sparked in his eyes.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He turned, took a single stride, and delivered a brutal kick that shattered the man’s cock, leaving his testicles crushed. The horrifying sight made everyone freeze, feeling an involuntary chill in their lower bodies.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After flooring one of his own opponents, Charles turned and raised a brow. ‘Jeremiah’s picking up this trick now? No surprise, being Yvonne’s man, he’s just as ruthless,’ he thought.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Holden screamed madly. “Get them! Kill them all! Whoever kills them, I’ll give an extra 150 thousand dors next month!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With this incentive, the guards went berserk, charging at Yvette and Jeremiah in waves. Charles faced far fewer opponents than Yvette and Jeremiah. Evidently, these people knew who the main threats were.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Most of them were fixated on Yvette and Jeremiah, turning the scene into utter chaos.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette kicked the man at her feet aside, grabbed a swinging club aimed at her, and sent her attacker flying back with a powerful kick. With a thud, he crashed into three or four others.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As more men appeared, she wielded the club she’d just taken, swinging it at the nearest attacker. The man spun halfway around from the impact, coughing up blood before copsing to the ground.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Another man lunged at her, but Yvette jabbed him in the stomach with the club, following up with a kick that sent him sprawling backward. He hit the ground with a loud crash.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Eventually, Yvette discarded the club altogether and began fighting the remaining men barehanded. Despite theirrge, intimidating builds, they fell almost helplessly under her blows.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jeremiah was equally relentless. In no time, the courtyard was littered with fallen men, groaning in agony. Only Holden and Gideon remained standing on the other side, watching in shock</font></font>


    Yvette retracted her left leg, sending yet another man flying. Her expression was impassive, effortlessly kicking away a grown man as though it were nothing.


    Bang! Crash!


    Finally, thest guard from the Jacobs family was flung by Jeremiah,nding right in a cactus patch with a panicked scream before passing out.


    Charles and Winnie watched from the side, Winnie’s mouth hanging open the entire time. She’d never seen a woman like Yvette before. She felt a newfound admiration. ‘So there really are women who can be this strong, Winnie thought, feeling in awe.


    Charles, meanwhile, had hardly gotten a chance to fight after his initial few hits. Yvonne would kick, Jeremiah would punch, and they coordinated seamlessly.


    Left with nothing to do, Charles was so bored he was nearly plucking the flowers out of a nearby pot to keep himself awake.


    Checking his watch, Charles looked at Yvette and Jeremiah standing in the courtyard. “Yvette, Jeremiah, it’s time.”Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Yvette and Jeremiah exchanged a nce before moving back toward the entrance. Charles and Winnie followed them to the door, leaving Holden and his men bewildered, clueless as to what this meant.


    In the vast darkness, all of Dungo Vige was jolted awake by an earth–shaking explosion. One by one, lights flickered on in every home, and the once–quiet vige burst into life.


    “What happened? That was so loud! It seemed toe from Holden’s residence.”


    A pale–faced man got out of bed, dressed quickly, and reassured his wife. “I’ll go check. You stay here and keep sleeping.”


    Across the vige, people hurried to get dressed, murmuring quietly to each other. Hearing the noise, Bonnie’s eyes shot open. She could guess that Yvette must have made her move.


    She quickly dressed, carefully cracked the door open, and peered through to see the guard at the door still fast asleep. Holding her breath, she gently shut the door and made her way quietly toward Holden’s residence.


    Before long, vigers had gathered outside Holden’s house. However, no one dared to enter. Everyone in Dungo Vige knew Holden hated it when anyone barged in unannounced. They could only wait outside, casting anxious nces inside.


    Seeing the crowd and the ensuing chaos, Bonnie slipped inside through the front entrance.


    In the study, just as Yvette and the others retreated to the doorway, a deafening explosion sounded. In an instant, tiles flew off the roof, and windows burst open.


    A wave of heat sted the people in the courtyard, scattering them in all directions. Holden and Gideon were knocked to the ground, covered in dust and debris. Gideony unconscious


    Holden and the others sprawled on the ground stared in shock at the copsed room, then at Yvette and her group standing a safe distance away.


    Holden scrambled to his feet, frantically shouting, “Quick, find it. Everyone, search for the box!”


    The air was thick with the acrid stench of burning mixed with a foul odor, and ck smoke nketed the sky above Dungo Vige. Holden’s face was ashen, realizing everything was lost.


    Nearly ten years of painstaking work cultivating his poisonous insects had been destroyed in an instant.


    His expression twisted in despair as he yelled furiously at Yvette and herpanions. “Give me back my poisonous insects! Those were my life’s work, you thieves! You’ll all die miserable deaths!”


    Charles could hardly believe Holden’s shamelessness. ‘He actually has the gall to call those poisonous inseets his hard- earned work?‘ Charles thought, shaking his head. ‘Those insects were bred at the cost of countless lives. What a monster!‘


    Hands in her pockets, Yvette strolled calmly over to Holden. She looked down at him with a faintly raised brow, ignoring his venomous re. Grabbing him by the neck, she forced him to the ground, mming his forehead hard against it.


    Blood spurted from Holden’s head, covering his face in red. He touched his forehead in disbelief. “You…you actually dared to hit me…”


    Before he could finish, Yvette pressed his head down again, mming it harder. Blood poured out, covering Holden’s face like a mask.


    Yvette released her grip and, after meticulously wiping her hand looked down at him with piercing eyes and asked in a measured tone, “Tell me.


    “What do you think it feels like to have the heart eaten away bit by bit by those insects you raised?”


    With an angel’s face and a devil’s ruthlessness, Yvette embodied both beauty and terror in Holden’s eyes.


    He flinched involuntarily at her words but sneered. “So what if you know about poisonous insects? Don’t try to scare me. Generations of Dungo Vige have bred these insects. They’d never obey a stranger like you.”
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