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Sure enough, Diana blocked Noah's attack with her shield and struck his wrist with her hand, causing him pain and forcing him to retreat. The large cleaver fell into Diana's hands.
"Do you have to go looking for trouble? Do you know who this scumbag is? Are you really going to protect him? Are you just a brainless bimbo with a big chest?"
At first, Diana was somewhat puzzled, but seeing the other party being aggressive and not having a single kind word, she became angry as well. "Stop spewing shit from your mouth. Do you know what I'll do to you if you keep talking nonsense?" With that, Diana pressed her sword against Noah's throat, ready to sever it at any moment!
Noah, looking furious, glared at Maxwell, who was hiding behind Diana, even raising his middle finger and mouthing "fuck you." All of this made him extremely angry! But Diana's eyes were ice-cold, forcing him to suppress his anger forcefully. "Do you have to protect this scumbag so much? Hmph, I hope you don't regret it! Give me back my weapon!"
Diana threw the large cleaver back to him and coldly replied, "Get lost!"
"Hmph, I hope you don't regret it. Ha, the brain is a useful thing!" Noah took the cleaver and snorted disdainfully, then turned around and left.
Maxwell's expression turned pitiable as Diana turned around. He fumbled around on his body for a while before taking out a bottle. "Thank you, beautiful lady! I appreciate your help, or else that madman who can't find love might have killed me. This bottle contains perfume as a token of my gratitude. Thank you very much. Here's some money as well, please accept it. My men will be here soon. Thank you again. Why don't you come to my mansion and have a meal as a proper thank you?"
Diana took the bottle and curiously opened it, giving it a sniff. She could only smell a floral scent, but she felt something was off and wrinkled her beautiful nose. "No need, I have something to attend to. Take care of yourself." With that, she prepared to leave.
At this moment, two cars arrived from a distance, and several men in black suits, holding pistols, got out. They looked warily at Diana and respectfully addressed Maxwell, "Master."
"Let's go. And beautiful lady, won't you really come to my mansion for a while? I will prepare a sumptuous dinner to thank you, and my estate has many rare treasures. Whatever you like, I can give it to you!" Maxwell extended another invitation, his throat visibly convulsing. He was clearly infatuated with the Wonder Woman, an absolute gem that was impossible to give up! Compared to her, the prostitutes in the bar were nothing but rubbish!
Diana shook her head. "No, thank you. I have things to attend to, and I have my husband waiting for me!" She gestured towards the approaching car in the distance, clearly indicating her companions.
"Okay, if you ever have the time, feel free to visit Maxwell Mansion outside the city. That's where I reside," Maxwell said, politely nodding at Wonder Woman before turning around and leaving with his bodyguards.
As Maxwell got into his car, he instructed his bodyguards, "Keep an eye on her. When she collapsed, bring her back! Hehe!"
"Boss, after you're done having fun, can we have a turn too?" One of the bodyguards also laughed lewdly, obviously such things of gang rape they have been done many times before.
"Haha, of course. Go ahead, follow her closely. I'll go back first. Damn it, that was close. I almost got killed by Noah. Damn it, when I get back, I'll contact those people who handle dirty work and get rid of that maniac!" Maxwell waved his hand somewhat irritably. It had been quite an eventful day.
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Chris, who observed the scene from a distance, naturally noticed everything. That Maxwell doesn't seem like a good person!
Chris lighting a cigarette. He slowed down the car, clearly seeing through some things. He then visited the Conqueror Store to gather intelligence, and as his expected, learned that Maxwell was a local tyrant in this small town, proficient in all vices—eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. He even drugged and sexually assaulted several peasant women with his subordinates, causing many families to be destroyed. He was a complete scumbag!
Chris glanced ahead, where it seemed that a group of people had surrounded Diana after Maxwell left. They were just commoners, dressed in ragged clothes, with some carrying firewood on their backs.
"It seems Diana has done something wrong. Well, well, this will teach her a lesson," Chris thought, there was a peculiar feeling, akin to an old father watching his daughter learn and grow from her misadventures.
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