Night of Destiny

The fourth person knew better than to fight against Shirley. So, he darted toward the window and was prepared to jump out for survival. Although it was high, he had a premonition that death was imminent. Alas, how could Shirley possibly allow him to flee?

She tripped him with one foot and swiftly handcuffed him to the nearby furniture. “I won’t give you an easy death.”

Richard looked at his daughter with pride. It seemed that his daughter had been practicing a great deal lately as her execution seemed more efficient.

“You little brat, how dare you treat us like this-” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Shirley sneered, “I’m already being kind by treating you this way. I will hand you over to Zacharias and let him deal with you personally.”

“You-”

The four people were terrified, and their faces turned stark white with pear.

Then, Shirley picked up the gun from the ground and said to Richard, “Dad, your subordinates have arrived. They will surround this place soon.”

Shirley’s words made the handcuffed officials turn as white as a ghost. Their flawless plan ended up becoming proof of their misdeeds.

Bang! Bang! The sound of people trying to force the door open outside continued to echo across the meeting room. Judging from the shaking walls and the falling plaster, it seemed that the mercenaries were about to break in.

Shirley immediately stood next to her father, intending to face the mercenaries, who were about to break in alongside her father.

Finally, the iron door caved in with a loud bang. The two mercenaries who had just broken in couldn’t react in time and were promptly dealt with by Richard and Shirley.

Just then, one of them suddenly let go of the gun in his hand, and it slid on the smooth floor. It was about to fall into the hands of a minister when Richard rolled over quickly. Just as the minister was about to pick it up, Richard kicked the gun toward his daughter. Shirley crouched down and briskly provided cover for her father.

Soon, there was a spray of bullets coming from the door. So, Shirley reached down to pick up the gun from the ground. She held a gun in each hand with a confident and heroic posture. Then, she accurately hit each dodging mercenary on the head.

At this moment, a bomb was suddenly tossed in. Shirley and Richard exchanged a glance, and he shouted, “Cheri, don’t move!”

After that, he kicked the bomb and sent it flying out of the broken window. It exploded in the air, and they successfully averted the disaster.

Just then, there was movement at the window. It seemed that the enemy hoped to hit thern with another spray of bullets. Shirley immediately said to her father, “Dad, leave that side to me.”

“Be careful, Cheri,” Richard said in a deep voice.

As Shirley approached the sight, she saw a mercenary coming toward the window in a parabolic trajectory. The intense gunfire forced her to roll away in a series of movements. Nonetheless, the moment the man landed, she pounced out from the base of the wall. Then, she didn’t hesitate to kick

his wrist just as he was about to land, causing the AK-47 in his hand to fly out of his grasp. The next moment, she immediately removed the rifle from his vicinity by kicking it through the shattered window.

The man’s face twisted into a sinister scowl as he immediately drew two knives from his waist and started to attack Shirley.

A dangerous close-quarters combat began. Shirley’s body was agile and nimble as she evaded the attacks smoothly, rendering the brute force of the mercenary useless. Although he was trained and thought he could easily handle a female opponent, there was no denying the fact that he had underestimated her.

When the man saw Shirley being forced to the wall, he chuckled mirthlessly, “Nowhere to hide, huh?”

Shirley smirked. “It’s my turn.”

As the man raised the two knives to stab her, she used the opening to strike at his most vulnerable area. She didn’t bother holding back the strength she used in her kick. The man screamed in agony as he swung the knife down. Alas, the girl had disappeared from his line of sight during his inattention. The next moment, she had somehow stolen one of his knives. He could only look on in shock as his throat was slit, spending his last moments as a eunuch.

Richard, who had just been sweating in anxiety on the side, breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew his daughter was skilled and often sparred with his subordinates, facing such a fierce enemy was an entirely different matter. So, he felt himself uncoiling from his burst of anxiety after witnessing his daughter’s capabilities first-hand.