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Chapter 245 Grim Reaper
Chapter 245 Grim Reaper
Beny clenched his teeth, issuing a warning, “I’m telling you, hand over the antidote now, or you can
forget about ever leaving Paradise Village!”
Wynter’s smile remained composed as she responded, “Who said I’m leaving? I was actually planning
to take a little trip to the village council with that trash.”
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What she referred to as “that trash” was none other than Hubert, whom the whole village feared.
Yarra had been stunned into silence since the altercation began, unable to process the unfolding
events. Wynter’s swift actions had rendered her speechless.
Even someone as cunning as Hubert hadn’t managed to stand up yet. Wynter’s fighting prowess
extended beyond mere technique. She was well–versed in the art of targeting acupuncture points.
Hubert shot Wynter with a glare full of malice. “Do you honestly believe you’ll get away with this? I work
for the government. You think you won’t be taken in for hurting me like this?” Wynter sneered back at
him, her l*ps twisting with disdain, “I quite enjoy my trips to the police station. I’m just curious how much
of a bounty they’d place on a criminal as disgusting as you.
Despite his rising temper, Hubert maintained his composure. He secretly wished Wynter would take
him to the village council to settle the score. That way, even if she had some skills, she wouldn’t stand
a chance of escaping.
Not to mention, they had already dealt with the rookie who arrived a couple of days ago using their own
tactics. Hubert remained silent.
The Quirks household was in chaos. The elderly couple, Priscilla and Nathan emerged from the inner
room, their eyes pleading with Wynter. “Please, dear, give the antidote to our son. Yes, he’s made
mistakes, but they shouldn’t cost him his life.
“He’s just trying to provide for the family. We hill folks have it tough. I’m begging you, sweetheart!”
Tears streamed down Priscilla’s face.
Beny’s protests continued. “Mom, stop begging her. She’s as good as dead!”
“Shut it!” Priscilla reached out as if to grab Wynter’s sleeve.
Nathan, however, remained surprisingly calm. He pulled out a whistle hanging around his neck and
gave it a sharp blow..
Chapter 245 Grim Reagan
Immediately, the two wolf like dogs in the yard straightened up with their sleek black fur shining in the
night, their eyes glowed with a menacing bloodlust. Their fangs bared. The next moment, they leaped
toward the house
Yarra recognized the whistle and shouted a warning, trying to push Wynter away.
But to everyone’s surpries, Wynter swiftly turned around and faced the approaching wolf- like dogs with
a cold demeanor
Her strikingly beautiful face seemed even more captivating Her eyes were oddly ringed with a reddish
hue.
Right at the doorstep, Wynter emanated a commanding presence and an overwhelming sense of
intimidation.
Wynter just stood there, her injured hand outstretched with blood dripping onto the ground. Her long
hair flew in the night breeze. She pressed her l*ps together as she uttered, F**k off.”
Her voice was so faint that only Yarra could hear.
In the dim light of the night, the two wolf–like dogs charging toward them suddenly stopped in their
tracks. As if sensing something dangerous, they hesitated.
When they finally faced Wynter, they crouched down on their hind legs before quickly turning tail and
running away. Their fierce growls softened into whimpering cries.
One of them, seemingly afraid of not escaping fast enough, almost tripped over itself in its haste.
These two wolf–like dogs had been raised by the Quirks since they were puppies. The Quirks regularly
fed them raw meat to make them aggressive. People in the village would go out of their way to avoid
them. Never before had these two dogs displayed such timidity.
Despite Nathan’s continuous whistle–blowing, the dogs only ran faster. He called out, Biggie, Brownie,
come back here! Now!”
But they refused to listen. It just proved that sometimes animals‘ instincts were more accurate than
humans‘. They knew exactly who to confront and who to avoid. To them, Wynter was no ordinary girl.
She was like the Grim Reaper.
