The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 443

At Black’s command, the thugs swarmed forward again, throwing the scene into chaos once more.

This time, it was different. Several goons bypassed Abel and rushed straight for Leilani.

Leilani stood her ground, dodging their attacks with relaxed ease. Her eyes were cold as she surveyed the messy brawl. Smoothly, she reached into her bag of medicine and pulled out a single silver needle. Her gaze locked onto Black like ice.

Coming to a new place, Leilani had intended to keep a low profile, but since these men were determined to dig their own graves, she wouldn't hesitate to bury them.

With a flick of her finger, she sidestepped a flying fist. The silver needle flew silently through the air, embedding itself precisely into the back of Black’s neck.

“Argh!” Black let out a sudden, wretched scream. His entire body convulsed as if electrocuted before he collapsed to his knees with a heavy thud, his face draining of color.

“Boss!”

Seeing their leader go down, Black’s lackeys panicked and scrambled to surround him.

Black lay on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, staring at Leilani in sheer terror. “W-what did you do to me?”

Leilani remained expressionless. “Nothing much. I just wanted you to be quiet for a while.”

Black choked on his words. The sensation of the needle piercing his neck had been terrifying. He looked at Leilani with fear in his eyes.

Seeing his reaction, Leilani let out a scoff. she walked slowly toward him, looking down with imperious disdain.

“If you don’t have the skills, don’t go around provoking others. I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll let you off.”

She paused, another silver needle glinting coldly between her fingertips. “But if I see you again...”

Her voice dropped, devoid of any warmth. “I won’t let you off so easily next time.”

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