?Chapter 871:
Though Harlee despised traitors, she had to admit that without Kiaan’s help, she would have faced the bodies of Rhys’ parents. So, for Rhys’ sake, she was willing to set aside her principles, just as he was willing to sacrifice everything for her.
Kiaan felt relief wash over him as his life had been spared today.
As for the battle with the man in ck, he figured, at worst, he would get hurt. Plus, he wasn’t likely to lose.
“Thank you, Miss Sanderson!” Kiaan shouted, rushing at the man in ck.
He wrapped his arm around the man in ck’s head and viciously kneed thetter’s lower back, each hit harder than thest.
The man in ck wasn’t an easy target either.
He quickly countered, pinning Kiaan beneath him.
The two fought fiercely, their struggle almost evenly matched.
Tonya, standing next to Harlee, watched the fight with interest and asked, “Harlee, Aldrich said Hale is getting impatient.
Hale wants to see you.”
“I’m too busy,” Harlee replied tly.
Tonya smirked.
“I hear these men are Hale’s most loyal followers. They won’t talk easily.
How are you nning to get them to reveal anything? Are you going to torture them or feed them to the snakes?”
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Tonya had dealt with these loyal followers many times, but more often than not, she couldn’t get useful information from them. When she was less experienced, she had even identally killed some before they could speak. She assumed Harlee had no special methods for dealing with them either.
After all, Hale had been under interrogation for so long, and Harlee never intended to get anything from him. Tonya assumed Harleecked the confidence to try it out. The men in ck that Hale had brought to Mogluylia were undoubtedly his best, willing to sacrifice everything for their mission.
Harleeughed lightly.
“Torture a few of them and spare the rest.
By then, they’ll talk.” She paused and added, her voice colder, “And Hale will talk too.”
Tonya’s eyes widened in surprise. When had Harlee be even more capable? Why hadn’t she noticed this before? If she had, she would have asked Harlee for advice in her earlier interrogations, which could have spared her the constant criticism from Baldrick.
By this time, Kiaan and the man in ck were still locked in their fight, with the man in ck choking Kiaan, preparing to kill him.
Just as Kiaan was on the verge of losing consciousness, Harlee intervened with a swift kick that sent the men tumbling apart.
Harlee pressed her shoe against the man in ck’s vulnerable spot.
“Don’t even think about finishing him off, or you’ll die painfully.”
The man in ck’s eyes widened in disbelief. It was clear Harlee had seen through his n.
Without giving the man in ck a chance to speak, Harlee aimed her tranquilizer gun at his right shoulder, and within moments, he was out cold.
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