Chapter65
Chapter65
Mariela was texting Hearing this she glanced at Then, she put her phone in her pocket.
the man and
and discreetly started recording
on her phone=
The other man was slim, with yellow–dyed hair, smoking a cigarette. She’s hot, it must be real comfy to PK her.” Mariela responded icily, “Shut up, you filthy piece of trash”
The yellow–haired man smirked, “How much for a night? Name your price.”
The corridor was narrow, and these two men blocked Mariela’s way.
She stood composed, her arms crossed, and spoke in a steady tone, “Night vigil runs five grand, funeral wailing tacks on two grand, the mourning band is two–eight, standard cremation is four ninety–nine, a coffin is an extra five hundred, and if the bones aren’t broken post–cremation, manual breaking will set you back twelve hundred. Who passed in your family? Got deals for multiples, bulk deaths get a price cut, knock off a grand for every ten grand spent.”
The yellow–haired man swore furiously, “Bitch! Are you looking for trouble?”
The heavily tattooed man stepped forward, grinning evilly, and started unfastening his belt. “Still putting on an act? You’ve been banged more times than I can count, right? I’m gonna settle your ass right here, right now!
He nodded to the yellow–haired
As they advanced on Mariela
man. “Come O drag her to the mens
restroom
and have some
real fun.”
She suddenly lifted her foot and kicked him hard in the groin.
She put all her strength into the kick.
“Ah!”
The tattooed man screamed in pain, clutching his grain and collapsing to the ground.
He curled up, trembling in agony.
Seeing
Mariela
this.
the
grabbed
his
மாசு
yellow–haired
man
rushed
forward,
swinging
fists
and
twisted
it hard, causing
loud
“crack”
15
his
and swearing.
dislocated.
The corridor filled with screams of pain.
Mariela curled her lips slightly, her eyes narrowing. “Is that all? None of you can fight.”
She sneered as she yanked out a tissue to wipe her hands.“I know a bit of wrestling and kickboxing. Haven’t worked out in a while, and you FKs are just the right sparring partners.”
Her words were not harsh, but deeply insulting
The yellow–haired man raised his other hand to attack again, but Mariela threw him over her shoulder, slamming him hard to the ground.
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