Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 1103 Torture Freya to Death

The one who came in right after those men was Mabel.

If it was just her facing Mabel by herself, Freya wasn't afraid, but now that Dolly was still there, she didn't want to drag her down.

"Ugly, you're still alive!" There was a heavy malice in Mabel's voice, the thought that because of Freya's escape, Caelan had fiercely slapped in her face and banned her feet for over a month, she wanted to cu Freya to death by a thousand cuts.

"I bah! Who are you calling an ugly!"

Dolly wasn't stupid, she knew they were not nice people, but she still spat at Mabel.

She had to protect Freya!

"Oh, there's a helper!" Mabel laughed disdainfully, "That's just right, how boring to get just one person killed, tonight, there's one more fun!"

"Mabel, you are here to me tonight, it has nothing to do with Dolly!" Mabel could speak lips, so Freya didn't need to waste ink, she continued to move her lips coldly, "Let Dolly leave!"

"You're quite righteous, you ugly! It's a pity that I'm a person with a bad heart who can't see the good in others, you want her to live, but I want her to die!"

When she heard the word "die", Dolly's body stiffened. She knew that if she betrayed Freya now and begged for forgiveness from Mabel, she might be able to save her life.

But when she thought of how much Freya had helped her family, she couldn't really do this betrayal of her friend!

"Mabel, you're sick!"

Freya was afraid that Mabel was really going to kill Dolly in a heartless manner, she quickly shielded her behind her, "Mabel, as I said, I'm still useful to Caelan, if you kill me, Caelan won't spare you!" "You are threatening me with my brother again!" Mabel's smile was twisted and sinister, "Unfortunately, I'm not afraid of anything! Now, I just want you to die, Stahler!"

Freya was shocked, she hadn't recognised Mabel as the girl she had shared misforture with as a child, but what shocked her even more was that the Mabel who had always followed her around and affectionately called her Stahler wanted to kill her!

"Mabel? Why are you doing this?!"

Mabel read Freya's lip shape and her face became pale, "Stahler, you've even remembered! Then you don't want to live! Stahler, don't blame me, blame it on the fact that you shouldn't have let my brother think of you for so many years!"

Originally, Freya still wanted to use her old friendship to convince Mabel not to strike at Dolly, but now she realized that Mabel had long since ceased to be the innocent and kind Mabel she once was. "Chop her hand off!" Mabel ordered sorrowfully to the men, "I want chopped it up inch by inch, I want to cut her up by a thousand cuts in pieces!"

With Mabel's order, those men stepped forward to grab Freya.

Dolly was afraid that Freya would be bullied, so she straightened her back and rushed in front of Freya.

"I forbid you to hurt Dummy! I'm telling you, just now I have quietly called the police, if you dare to bully Dummy, when the police come, they won't spare you!" Mabel didn't take Dolly's threat into consideration in the slightest, "At this hour, there will still be police coming to this shitty place? You think I am stupid!"

"Good, don't you like to play the hero? Since you're so heroic, I'll chop off your hand first! Stahler, watch how I torture your friend!"

Mabel gave a wink to the fierce men, who abandoned Freya and lunged at Dolly.

"Come on if you have the guts, I am not afraid." Dolly continued to grit her teeth and play the hero as she grabbed a teapot from the side and smashed it hard against the head of the man in front of her. The man was skilled, he dodged her attack with precision and pinned her down on the table.

"Dolly!"

Freya's mouth opened wide in silence as she tried to pull the man away, but she was stopped by Mabel and a few of the remaining men, so she couldn't help Dolly at all.

"Stahler, remember, today, all her misery is thanks to you! You are a calamity, all those who like you and come near you will not end up well!"

Mabel fiercely turned her face, "Do it!"

Freya fiercely knocked Mabel out of the way, she secretly squeezed a silver needle tightly, then ruthlessly stabbed at the acupuncture point of the man who was clamping down on Dolly. Freya was quick and ruthless, and immediately, the man fell limply to the ground.

Freya quickly grabbed Dolly's hand and asked, "Dolly, how are you?"

Dolly read her meaning, she gently patted her clothes and put on an indifferent look, "Dummy, don't worry, I'm fine!"

Freya knew a few kung fu moves, but she was no match for a professionally trained assassin, she was able to injure that man just now purely by taking advantage of his lack of defence. Now that Mabel and the others knew that she could use silver needles to hurt people, there was no way they would let her get away with it next.

The remaining silver needles in her hands were quickly knocked out, and even her acupuncture bag was thrown outside.

Mabel glanced Freya's eyes contemptuously as if she were looking at a mole, "Stahler, why bother! You can't fight me! You're only making you worse by tossing and turning like this!" "Mabel, I repeat, let Dolly go! Otherwise, even if I die, I will drag you down to hell with me!"

"Stahler, then I'll repeat too, you're dreaming! You two, tonight, no one will live!"

Mabel looked at the silver needles on the ground in disgust, and suddenly, she half-crouched down, and then slowly picked up a silver needle.

"Stahler, you really like sticking needles in people! The taste of sticking needles is very good, isn't it? Tonight, I'll let you have a taste of it! Don't be afraid, when I chop off your hand, I won't let you bleed to death, I can give you a needle to stop the bleeding!"

Hearing Mabel's words, several killers stepped forward at the same time and were about to grab Freya.

Of course Freya would not sit still, she grabbed the stool and smashed it fiercely forward.

Dolly was also extraordinarily brave, as she lifted the table directly and slammed it down on Mabel without ceremony.

However, no matter how brave they were in a fight against those brutally trained killers, they were just a dying struggle. Soon, Freya was pinned to the ground, while her hand was tightly clutched by Mabel. Mabel grasped Freya's hand in a morbid manner, and suddenly, she smiled with satisfaction, "Finally, bit by bit, I can chop off all the things that are in my way!"

With that, she grabbed the knife handed over by the assassin behind her and slashed fiercely at Freya's wrist.