My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

"You want a head? Sure. I have two right here for you." Frost closed in on the both of them with burning, murderous rage.

"Frost, calm down! You assassins risk your necks for money, don't you? Regardless of whether you completed the mission or not, I'll pay you fifty million-No! Sixty million!" Jaxon said hurriedly while he pulled Elisa back. "Why are you giving him so much money? He's not getting a penny without showing us Dustin's head!" Elisa said in displeasure.

Jaxon's face darkened. At this moment, he really wanted to kill Elisa.

She was so frustratingly stupid.

They were in danger. Why was she still acting like a prideful jerk?

"Money is no longer important," said Frost and snorted. "You asked me to kill the Wyatt family outcast and said that he's just an ordinary man."

Then, his voice grew mocking. He also sounded regretful in the next instant. "Ordinary, you say? You sent us all to die!

"How could you ask us to kill someone like that?! Do you think you're invincible? How dare you?!" Frost's anger burst forth, and he shouted while red in the face.

Both of them were stunned. Jaxon could not understand.

He had figured out that Dustin was not as simple as he seemed and was not that easy to kill. But an ace assassin like Frost from the third-strongest assassination organization being scared of him? He could sense that behind Frost's hysteria was great fear.

He could not imagine just how powerful Dustin could be that he could make Frost so fearful of him.

"He's just a piece of trash. If you can't even kill him, you're no ace," Elisa said harshly.

Frost's face turned savage.

He no longer wanted to explain.

In a flash, he moved past them.

Splat!

Fresh, red blood splattered on Elisa's face.

She turned pale, and fear finally settled in.

Jaxon's face turned ashen as he screamed.

Both of his arms fell to the ground.

Frost had cut off both of his arms in an instant!

"I'm going to make you suffer, you b*tch!" Frost was still seething as he glared at Elisa.

Elisa stumbled back in fear. She no longer looked arrogant.

With his knife in hand, Frost drew closer to her, and she was so scared that she screamed. Whoosh!

Two martial artists showed up in front of Elisa with grim faces.

"Leave, Miss Elisa!" said one of them.

"Frost of God's Lance, we're from the Winter family, and we came on orders of the matriarch to protect Miss Elisa. Do you intend to stand against one of the Seven Clans of

Central Harbor?" the other shouted.

Frost's face froze for a moment before he sneered.

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"The Winter family? So? I only have one life, and I'm definitely taking

die!"

revenge today! That b*tch ce

He charged forward with a shout.

The two people's faces darkened.

wn?

They did come from the Winter family, but they could not win against Frost.

"Miss Elisa, leave! Do you want to die here?!" one of them shouted.

Elisa snapped out of her stupor and immediately fled.

With anger raging in him, Frost

chased after her. The two met

family martial artists could

him

at all.

In just an instant, two more bodies lay on the ground.

SWY

Frost did not spare them another glance. With a knife in hand, he continued his chase.

Elisa was not far away. Her hair was a mess, and her face was filled with terror.

'Is there anyone who will save me?' She wanted to survive, and she hoped that someone would rescue her.