His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 809: Three Beats One_1

Chapter 809: Chapter 809: Three Beats One_1

Chapter 809

She intended to quickly text her mother to let her know she was safe.

On reaching the door, she abruptly halted.

Something was happening inside.

In a short while, she heard the older sister telling the man to use the cell phone for some sort of... activity.

Gross.

The cell phone was now dirty.

She closed her eyes, sighing.

She then went into the kitchen, grabbed a cucumber to eat, and headed out.

Just as she was about to put in her earplugs, her expression changed.

A familiar voice was coming from somewhere.

The voice was still soft and sweet, but the tone was aggressive and violent, shrieking in resistance.

Was it... Polita?

She quickly put on her mask and darted in that direction.

This path led to the forest where they had trained in the afternoon. At night, no one was there.

Polita’s protesting screams grew clearer, mixed with the sounds of a brutal fight.

Among them, there was a particularly despicable male voice.

His throat sounded like it was choked with decades of cigarette smoke, struggling to clear a persistent phlegm.

Chloe Collins avoided the surveillance cameras, climbed up a truck parked next to the wall, and jumped off.

She quickly made her way into the dense forest.

The sight was startling as the dim light generated a terrifying ambiance.

There was no one else around.

A normal person certainly wouldn’t hear any of these sounds.

But she was not normal.

She followed the winding path and quickly approached the source of the sounds.

She hid behind a tree to observe the scene first.

Not far away, Polita’s mask had been ripped off. A man was holding her arms twisted behind her back.

Although her clothes were intact, she was forced to lean against a tree, with one of the man’s hand holding on to her wrists and the other undoing his belt.

He was panting slightly, cursing, "You’re pretty tough, putting up resistance for so long. However, you’re too naive to think you can defeat me. I’ll thoroughly enjoy myself with you tonight, and by tomorrow you will be promoted to Level C."

Right after he finished speaking, Chloe Collins picked up a stone and lunged towards him.

"Huh?"

The Cold Lizard was extremely vigilant and had already sensed Chloe Collins’ movement. He tilted his head and threw a knife her way.

At the critical moment, a silhouette abruptly intervened between the two of them. In an instant, it had placed a bucket over the head of the Cold Lizard.

Chloe Collins swiftly restrained his hands before he could remove the bucket.

Therefore, in the ensuing two minutes, the Cold Lizard had been beaten into a mess by the trio.

In the three-on-one brawl that followed, the Cold Lizard was knocked unconscious.

Polita then stomped on him a few extra times, targeting his vital areas.

"Spit! Spit!"

Heijii said, "Enough, it won’t be good if we accidentally kill him."

"It’s better if he dies, scumbag!" Polita snapped angrily.

Adjusting her clothes, she declared, "I’ve never been one for force."

Heijii maintained his vigilance, looking at their surroundings, "Let’s go. Someone will come soon."

Chloe Collins replied indifferently, "No one’s coming. There’s no one else around. Relax."

"How would you know?" Heijii scoffed, "If I hadn’t followed you, you would have been discovered a while ago."

He gave Chloe Collins a once-over and continued, "I suggest you go back home and go to school instead of mucking about here."

Chloe Collins responded softly, "You seem to have a lot of complaints about me."

Heijii was dismissive, "Heh, you’re not worth complaining about."

"Alright, quit arguing. What do we do now?" Polita asked leisurely.

Heijii, "Of course, we go back and get a good night’s sleep."

The trio turned to leave.

Suddenly, Polita reached out to grab Chloe Collins’ mask, but Chloe Collins was quick to seize her wrist.

"What do you think you’re doing?"