Chapter 874

Ambrose and Jenson stood shoulder to shoulder, their posture alert and defensive, warily watching their backs. "Where's your boss?" Helen asked calmly, a slight smile gracing her lips. Behind them, a young thug retorted loudly, "Hey bitch, don't you know Mutt runs the whole show in this black market? How dare you show up here and cause trouble? That's quite bold of you!" Helen's gaze narrowed slightly upon hearing this. After a brief pause, she turned to Mutt and asked, "So, if I take you down, does that mean this black market operation of yours comes to an end?" Mutt chuckled mockingly, his voice laced with disdain. "You've certainly got a lot of nerve for a young lady. Tell me, which gang are you with? I'm afraid you've just become an enemy of our boss, Mr. Darke." "I'm not affiliated with any gang. I just don't like you," Helen shot back, an acupuncture needle appearing in her hand with a flick of her wrist. "If that's how it's going to be, don't expect any mercy." Mutt's exp