Chapter 1167

The thugs, knowing they were outmatched, didn't resist and quickly surrendered. In no time, the dozen or so men were lined up on their knees in front of Helen. She stepped forward and questioned Simon, "So, who sent you?" "W-Well… please, have mercy on us. There are rules in this business. We can't reveal information about our clients!" the man stammered, clearly intimidated. "Got it." Helen nodded, then turned her attention to Darren and narrowed her eyes with a fake smile. "I heard that your mission today was to break my classmate's legs. Is that right?" Darren glanced at Simon and quickly groveled upon seeing that he wasn't saying anything. "It's all a misunderstanding! Please, miss, have mercy. We were just trying to make a living. Please let us go!" "Making a living by hurting others. If you chose this line of work, you should have been prepared for the consequences." Helen's smile vanished, replaced by a cold, stern expression. She then ordered sharply, "Break his leg." "