Not A Small-Town Girl
Chapter 101-1

Chapter 101

In the dark basement, the entire room was dyed red with blood, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

"If you want to kill us, go ahead. We don’t know anything. Just give up on trying to get information out of us."

A group of hitmen who had killed Kevin were lying on the ground, covered in injuries.

"Such backbone?" Danielle said. "I’d like to see how long the hitmen trained by Shadow Domain can last in my hands. I’m really looking forward to it."

Her gaze revealed a trace of madness. Her beautiful eyes were filled with cruelty and bloodlust.

She picked up a dagger and walked toward one of the hitmen. Every step she took sent a chill running down his spine, as if the dagger in her hand would pierce into his heart at any moment. Danielle moved like a ghost. In a flash, she arrived in front of the man. The dagger in her hand flickered with a cold light as she stabbed straight toward his eyes. He did not even have time to react, only seeing a blur before intense pain struck him.

However, this was not the end. With a flick of her wrist, Danielle brought the dagger down and cut off the man’s tendons with precision. He let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground, twitching in pain.

"Help," he said. "Help. Ah... I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you. Please, please, spare me."

Screams and pleas for mercy filled the entire basement.

Danielle stood at the side and looked coldly at the man, who was twitching on the ground. There was no pity in her eyes.

David, who was standing at the side, raised his eyebrows slightly. He was someone who had a dark past. He knew Danielle was not an ordinary girl, but he did not dare to let her see his darker side. ’I didn’t expect that she is so decisive in her actions,’ he thought. ’Perhaps I could try...

Standing behind David, Patrick and the others were a little surprised by Danielle’s methods. They hadn’t expected her to be even more ruthless than their boss.

Danielle said, "Shh. Be quiet. No shouting. I gave you a chance, but you don’t want it. There’s no need for you to speak again then. Show me your backbone."

With that said, she took the dagger and cut the man’s tongue. Now, he truly couldn’t speak.

His pale face was filled with despair and bone-deep fear. The pain in his body caused him to keep twitching.

The remaining hitmen’s pupils constricted, and they kept retreating. They were indeed frightened by Danielle’s cruel methods, thinking, ’She really didn’t give him a chance to speak.

"Ah..."