Chapter 1257

Rose giggled and played with her hair. Her fingers found the blade hidden in her collar, and she held it tightly between her index finger and middle finger.

One of the men approached her, and her slender fingers brushed lightly across his neck.

From a distance, it looked as if Rose was embracing him, but when she moved her hand away from his neck toward another one of the men in the army fatigues, the first man fell to the ground, clutching his neck.

She had cut his windpipe with frightening accuracy in just one slash, but she had not cut open any blood vessels. The first man stopped breathing without shedding a single drop of blood.

In just the blink of an eye, five men had fallen.

Artie was aghast, and he quickly reached for the gun around his waist. However, he had only just pulled out the gun when he felt a chill on his wrist. His entire right hand had been cut off, and the gun fell into Rose's hand.

"How can a bunch of losers like you try to commit murder?" Rose toyed with