Chapter 107: Isabella in Hell

"Hey, Mrs. Isabella Rosewood, you finally arrived back for our deal, huh?" Behind the five men standing in the dusty doorway and pointing their guns at Isabella, the same man who had sold Isabella the weapon before walked out and smiled like a silly cat.

Yet his silly jokes had no effect on Isabella, as she tensed up with all the guns still pointed at her like a deer caught in the headlights. Suddenly, beads of sweat appeared on her face, soaking her like rain on a wilting flower.

In this moment, her trembling legs were obvious, as were her trembling hands, which remained raised like a surrendering thief in the middle of a heist.

"I told you you would come back to hire men, didn't I? Only I did not expect you to come so soon," the man said again, still in his silly demeanor as he danced like a joker with his girlfriend in a wild tangle of crimson locks.

Immediately, he dashed forward out of the dusty doorway like a racer in a race. And as he reached Isabella, he leaned close to her fa
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