My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 532 It was this group of people who forced me

Soon, the men, led by Tom, put away the guns in their own hands.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jocelyn walked over to Noah and looked at the bald scarred

man and added, "We are only here to ask Doctor Ghost Face to come out to help cure. We have no

intention of clashing with you, let's talk about it properly, shall we?"

Although Jocelyn was polite and courteous enough, the bald scarred man did not want to be polite with

them.

The next second her eyes fell on the gun aimed at her.

With her eyes, she could clearly see that their guns were loaded with bullets.

He waved his hand towards the men behind him, "What are you waiting for? Shoot them! Kill them all

for me."

As soon as the bald scarred man's words left his mouth, Jocelyn then pinned him to the ground with a

swift, over-the-shoulder slam.

Her movements were so crisp and sharp that the whole process took no more than two seconds, and

before anyone could react, she was already done.

This kind of Jocelyn changed her usual soft and weak appearance, and it was a sight for all eyes.

The thief was caught first.

This man was clearly a leader.

As long as she held this man down, then the others would not dare to make a move.

She didn't want to do that, but he was too arrogant.

At, everyone around the bald, scarred man had their guns aimed at Jocelyn's head.

The people behind Noah also took out their guns and pointed them at the bald scarred man and his

group.

The smell of smoke and mirrors became more and more intense.

The faces of everyone were cold to the extreme.

The bald scarred man struggled, "What do you want? Let go of me!"

"Tell that group of people behind you to put the guns away and I will let you go." Jocelyn ordered in a

cold voice.

Since softness wouldn't work, she had to resort to hardness.

Although, she did not want to do so either.

"Why don't you guys hurry up and put the guns away?" The bald scarred man ordered in a cold voice.

At his command, the men behind him put away their guns.

"Throw them far away." Jocelyn ordered coldly again, his knee pressed hard against the man's waist,

while his right elbow pressed hard against the man's back.

"......." the bald, scarred man said again.

As soon as his words fell, the men behind him collectively threw the guns they were holding into the

distance.

"If you treat me like this, my master will never help you, or even, will kill you." The bald scarred man

spoke coldly, "I'm a worthy disciple under my master."

"I am defending myself justifiably. Now can you take me to your master?" Jocelyn still looked as

normal.

"Yes, but you have to get your men to all drop their guns, or that's not possible."

Noah's words were loud and clear.

He knew what they might do if they ran out of guns.

The man's expression was cold, and his whole body was surrounded by a murderous aura, just like a

life-threatening Satan from hell.

"Alright, forget it then, I'll take you guys there." the bald scarred man, who was already scared, spoke

up.

Jocelyn hooked her lips in satisfaction and hooked her hand towards Tom.

Tom also understood very well, and without needing Jocelyn to say anything more, he removed the

pistol from his waist and threw it to Jocelyn.

In the next second, the cool black pistol made a perfect parabola and landed in Jocelyn's hand.

Jocelyn continued to place her knee against the man's waist and skilfully cocked the gun and aimed it

at the back of his head.

Afterwards, she then helped the man up with one hand and shifted the gun to the spot corresponding to

his heart, "Now take us there."

She had to in order to avoid the man playing tricks.

The bald, scarred man started nodding repeatedly when his hands were subconsciously raised in a

surrendering gesture.

The next second, he began to stride, leading Jocelyn all the way forward.

Noah, as well as his large army, followed closely behind.

The young men on the bald, scarred man's side also followed their lead. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

A large group of people, walking through the dense forest, was a spectacular scene.

Jocelyn walked at the front with a gun on top of the bald scarred man, while Noah led the large group,

acting as an escort for her at the back.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his back, and the bald scarred man was sweating

coldly.

His eyes, moreover, plummeted to cold where the crowd's gaze could not reach.

Soon, the corners of his mouth curled up with a conspiratorial curve, but, it was short-lived!

About ten minutes later, the bald, scarred man, brought the large force to the door of a villa.

This villa was the mansion of a rich family.

The bald scarred man led the group all the way into the door.

Once inside, the first thing that caught the eye was a garden full of various medicinal herbs.

After walking through the garden, the bald, scarred man led the group into the house.

The air was lit with very high-grade spices and smelt very noble.

At the moment, a tall, thin man was sitting on a traditional style sofa sipping tea.

A silver mask covered the top half of his face, revealing only the bottom half.

His chin was pointed, his neck was long, his skin was pale and there was a shocking dark red scar

across his neck, as if someone had wiped his neck with a sword, like a vampire in a movie.

When she saw him, Jocelyn's heart fluttered with joy.

The man in front of her was exactly the same as Ghost Face she had drawn.

She was pretty sure that this was Ghost Face! She was curious to the extreme about the upper half of

the face under the mask.

So, she moved to open her penetrating eyes.

The next second, she fixed her gaze on the silver mask.

The idea of seeing through began to move.

In the next second, the silver mask, began to rapidly zoom in and out before her eyes.

Soon, her gaze pierced through his mask.

Half of an unmistakably hideous face crashed into her eyes.

Interlocking red scars, like cobwebs, covered the upper half of his face.

At a glance, it looked horrific! Shocking to the eye!

Jocelyn felt herself startled by that face.

It was the most terrifying face she had ever seen in real life.

Ghost Face didn't give them a glance, just sipped tea with his head down while asking, "Why did you

bring so many people in?"

The scarred bald man ran up to Ghost Face and pointed angrily at Jocelyn and the others, "Master! It

was this group of people who forced me to do this!"