After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back
Love My Ex-Wife 242

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Chapter 242 Fight

Alan found it somewhat ridiculous when he saw Claire holding the dagger, placing it on one side of her body, and using her other arm to block in the most professional manner.

However, he didn't think that Claire, a spoiled young lady, would know how to fight.

Not to mention that she was now Frederick's fiancée. No matter what her identity was or what the occasion was, there was no need for Claire to fight.

When Claire heard what Alan said, she suddenly laughed.

In the eyes of others, it was indeed impossible for her to fight to death.

And all Claire had was a small dagger.

But all this was thanks to her strong love and deep affection for Frederick back then.

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Claire should have spent all that time shopping and grooming like other rich girls. But in order to be able to stand by Frederick's side one day and become Frederick's powerful assistant, she suffered and trained day and night. These were things that even Harrison, who grew up with her,

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Alan believed that Claire was a weak and spoiled rich girl. That was the best.

"What? So much for the leader of a terrorist organization." Claire sneered, humiliating Alan and stimulating him.

Alan said, "What do you mean?"

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For a spoiled and powerless woman to say such words in front of so many people was a great insult to Alan.

Claire said, "It's just what it says. I've seen all those videos of you playing with women. This is the only method you can use.

"You treat us like weaklings and like to abuse us. What rubbish. If you have the guts, do something fun!"

Claire continued to stimulate him.

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Alan became interested.

He thought that Claire wouldn't be able to play any tricks.

Claire said, "I've said it from the beginning. I just want to live and leave. Didn't you think that I was useless with the knife in my hand?

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"I heard that in your terrorist organizations, there is a very interesting bayonet fight. How about we make a bet? I will use this knife in my hand to fight with your men. If I win, you let me go."

Claire knew that Alan would not let her go, but she just wanted to make one last attempt for her life.

After all, after coming out of prison, she cherished her life.

Otherwise, she would not suffer so much injustice and anger because of Frederick.

"Interesting! This is truly the most interesting thing I've heard since I became their leader. Okay, I promise you."

Alan burst into laughter. He didn't expect that Claire would actually propose such a condition.

He was sure that Claire could not hurt any of them with just a small knife, and he thought it was very funny.

"Okay, let's start."

Claire changed her hands, held the knife with her right hand, and took on a professional posture.

The knife was indeed very small, only as big as her little finger, and she had never used such a small knife in a fight.

But the knife was coated with a deadly poison. As long as she could hurt the opponent, the opponent would fall to the ground. Chapter 242 Fight

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No matter how big the opponent's knife was, she would not lose the ability to resist in an instant if she was stabbed.

"Since Ms. Prescott has given the order, you should start. Be gentle."

Alan smiled, picked up the cup beside him and took a sip slowly, then gave instructions to his men.

But Frederick, who was behind Claire, was nervous.

He thought, "She is simply seeking death!"

With such a small knife, she would probably die before Richard could come in to rescue her.