Female Novel
Chapter 682
Donald's left hand—kept hidden from view—suddenly pressed on a hidden depression on the wall.
Then, a black handgun popped out, landing in his hand.
As Quinn kept charging at him, sword poised, he grinned savagely as he brought the gun to bear
between her eyes.
"What—"
Quinn's eyes widened, not expecting Donald to have such a trick up his sleeve!
Worst of all, he would shoot her through the head even before her sword reached him!
Biting her lip, she closed her eyes as she resigned herself to her fate...
Bang!
Clang!
The crack of a gunshot resounded, soon followed by the stifling scent of gunpowder.
Quinn opened her eyes, presuming that she had been shot. only to see Donald's gun flying out of his
grasp and the bullet shot striking a vase behind her.
"Frank Lawrence!!!" Donald was glaring savagely at Frank.
He saw Frank firing a burst of his pure vigor, sending his gun flying!novelbin
"Die!"
Seeing her opportunity, Quinn raised her sword and sliced off Donald's hand.
"Argh!!!" Donald let out a blood-curdling scream as his hand and blood seemed to float in thin air.
Quinn's eyes went red as she pressed her attack, slicing off his left arm, and then his legs and belly!
Her sword swinging wildly, she eventually hacked Donald's head off.
Even at the very end, Donald was glaring vengefully at Frank even as his head dropped to the floor, his
eyes never closing.
"Frank. Lawrence." He wheezed through the blood in his mouth with the last bit of strength he had and
finally died.
Quinn was panting heavily, leaning on her sword for a moment before turning toward Frank, her eyes
red and welling up with tears.
"Thank you, Frank." she said and dropped to the floor, her sword clanging loudly as it landed.
Frank stayed silent for a long while and eventually nodded. "Well done!"
"Frank!"
"Darling!"
Frank soon heard shouts from the outside, and he went out to find several familiar figures running
toward him.
Naturally, it was Helen, Vicky, Kiki, Winter, and Mona—Trevor had managed to free them from the
guest room just now.
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On the other hand, Vicky was being her usual comedic self.
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"Quit it, Vicky!" Frank snapped exasperatedly.
Curiously, the women all appeared unconcerned—even lively—despite being held hostage for an entire
night.
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