CHAPTER 1211 HELPING FROM THE SHADOWS

While Frida was an incredibly able fighter, Tyler was just better.

He was one of the Ten Princes of Hell from Gehenna and was ranked in the top fifty mercenaries on this side of the world.

Leaning back slightly, he easily avoided Frida's kick. Using this opportunity, his right hand shot out toward her chest with his fingers curled slightly like claws.

He yelled smugly, "Take this! My patented Dragon Claws!"

His men cheered lecherously as they let out wolf-whistles while Penny and the rest were furious at his despicable actions.

Shocked and enraged, Frida hurriedly dodged the attack.

In the end, Tyler's hand only managed to grab hold of her suit jacket. With a loud ripping sound, he tore the jacket from her body.

Dressed in a white shirt, long black pants and leather boots with her long hair tied up in a ponytail, Frida looked particularly valiant without her suit jacket.

She was both stunned and infuriated that her jacket had been torn away.

Stunned that he was a lot more powerful than she thought and infuriated at his shameless move.

He shot her a wicked smirk, jeering, "Hehehe, quite the agile one, aren't you? Let's see if you can avoid it again!"

With that, he lunged toward her like a fearsome tiger.

Giving a war cry, she dashed forward to meet him. What followed was a flurry of punches and kicks as they battled each other furiously.

Unfortunately for Frida, she was just no match for Tyler.

In no time at all, she found herself unable to hold him off. Helplessness, rage and panic rose in her.

I'm doomed! Am I really going to be insulted by this bastard in front of everybody else?

With three punches, Tyler broke through her defense. His fingers reached for her chest again and he snickered perversely. "Where are you going this time, hmm?"

Terror shone in her eyes as she paled.

At that moment, Nathan stealthily flicked a coin in Tyler's direction. It flew forward silently, its speed so fast that nobody even saw it moving. All rights © .

Before Tyler's hand could touch Frida's chest, the coin impacted him.

Smack!

Blood sprayed out and the bones in his hand shattered.

"AHHH!" he wailed in pain.

Everybody was confused about what just happened. Tyler obviously had the upper hand, yet now he was suddenly screaming and his hand was injured.

The people on Frida's side had delighted expressions on their faces. They all thought she had used some secret technique to retaliate.

Only Frida was aware that there was some other strong person nearby who had rescued her.

She was deeply grateful to whoever it was that had helped her from the shadows. Taking advantage of the opportunity presented to her, she did not hesitate in dashing towards the injured Tyler.

Whoosh!

Her booted foot came up to kick him in the head.

Wham!

He flew backwards for several meters before slamming to the ground heavily. He was unconscious even before he landed.

"Mr. Haden! Mr. Haden!”

His men cried out in horror as they scurried over to pick him up from the floor.

Frida warned coldly, "Get lost right this instant! Tell Orcus to stop causing trouble for Ms. Smith or else he'll be next!”

They fled the scene with their tails between their legs, carrying the unconscious Tyler.

Penny and the rest crowded Frida as they applauded and cheered, complimenting her skills.

Flushing red, she swept her gaze around, trying to find the person that had helped her earlier. Yet no matter how hard she tried, there was just no way to tell who it was.

The direction the coin had come flying from seemed to be from Nathan's vicinity.

She glanced over at him but then mentally shook her head. Her thoughts were decidedly scornful. Pfft, as if that useless jerk could possibly be so strong. It must be someone else!

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