?<strong>Chapter 971:</strong>


    She then nced at the man’s raised gun.


    “Lower your weapons, and I’ll hand over the box with the key. But it needs a password to open,” she continued. “After all, if there’s an idental shot, no one will get it.”


    The tall man squinted, studying Allison closely.


    “Don’t try anything,” he warned.


    “Of course not,” Allison replied with feigned innocence. “As you can see, we’re unarmed, and it’s just the two of us. Surely, you’re not scared of that?”


    The tall man sneered in response.


    “That’s true. Even if you tried to run, you wouldn’t get far,” he said.


    He quickly gave his men an order.


    “Lower your guns and let her bring the box.”


    “Understood, sir,” one of the men responded.


    After the incidents on the Burned Inds and in Fleeinnd, many Mafia members had been killed, forcing them to purge their ranks and bring in new people.


    The tall man was one of those new recruits. Though he was careful, he still didn’t take women seriously.


    Allison took slow, steady steps toward them.


    As she got closer to the tall man, she reached into her pocket.


    “Didn’t your boss warn you to be careful around me?” she asked.


    The man hesitated, recalling that Daniel had indeed warned him about her. But he didn’t believe this woman could cause trouble with so many of them around.


    He then ordered, “Enough talk, just hand it over—”


    Before he could finish, Allison was already in front of him, moving faster than he could react.


    A silver dagger gleamed as it sank into his neck. With a wet, squelching noise, blood sprayed out.


    She quickly grabbed the gun from his waist.


    “This is where it ends for all of you,” she said coldly.


    “She killed the captain!”


    “Quick, kill that woman!”


    It wasn’t until then that the mafia members realized that Allison’s pocket didn’t hold the key. Instead, it contained a finely crafted, razor-sharp dagger. But after the tall man gasped hisst breath, Allison grabbed his gun and turned the tide, taking down several more.


    She wasn’t the only one, though. The man who hade with her, who had seemed ordinary at first, was just as merciless once the fight began.


    “Allison, I’ll take care of the two in the southeast.”


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