?Chapter 760:
She had more than ten of these devices in her purse.
The group leader and the doctor were determined not to let her slip through their fingers, their potential reward slipping away. No matter what tactics Norah employed, they were resolute inpleting their mission.
Clenching his teeth, the leader muttered, “You fought back first. So if you end up hurt, it’s not on me.”
The crime group leader and the doctor exchanged a nce before hurrying toward Norah.
Norah fluttered her eyshes briefly before stepping back quickly. In a fluid motion, she spun around and delivered a fierce kick to the chest of the group leader.
He crashed to the floor, and Norah paused in front of the doctor, offering him a slow, menacing smile.
By the time the doctor regained hisposure, the anesthetic needle he had been holding was now in Norah’s hand.
“What do you think would happen if I used this on you?” she asked, her voice cool.
The doctor, visibly frightened, hadn’t expected Norah to be so formidable. The leader, still on the floor, screamed in pain. His dagger had flown from his grasp, and he was too weakened to continue fighting.
The doctor immediately surrendered, raising his hands in defeat. “Miss, I was forced to cooperate with them. They threatened to kill me if I disobeyed. I didn’t dare resist.”
Norah twirled the needle in her fingers, eyes narrowing. “Really? Then I’ll give you a chance. Call the police,” shemanded.
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The leader, still groaning on the floor, shouted, “Don’t call the cops!” Norah kicked him again and turned back to the doctor, who was visibly trembling.
“It’s fine if you refuse. I’ll just call them myself after administering your dose,” she said with a sneer, advancing toward him with an imposing presence.
The doctor knelt immediately and repeated, “I’ll call the police. I’ll call the police now.”
He was familiar with the anesthetic’s dosage and knew that administering the full dose could lead to severe drug poisoning, even death. His hands shook as he pulled out his phone and dialed the police.
Norah, settling back onto a deck chair, warned, “I advise you not to run, or you’ll end up like them.”
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