When Yvonne heard that, she teared up from gratitude.
If she were not being tied up, she would have pounced at Veronica to gratefully hug her around the leg.
"Ah, I admire your courage."
Zac scanned Veronica up and down. Currently, she was dressed in a well-fitted outfit with a red scarf wrapped around her neck. She looked beautiful and sweet with her neatly trimmed hair. It was obvious she was no mere thug.
"If you can defeat them, I'll let Yvie go," he said, pointing to the men sitting around him.
Veronica pursed her lips as she scanned the room.
All of these men were trained fighters who were professional mercenaries at the very least.
However, she had to do whatever it took to rescue Yvonne.
Once she returned this favor, she would never do this again... Well, she would give it a thought before acting if this happened again.
That was what she thought at that moment.
"Okay," she solemnly said. "This place is too cramped though. Why don't you guys fight me outside?"
"You're a brave woman, Miss,” Zac swiftly said in agreement before shooting his bodyguards a look.
After getting the command, four of the burliest men in the group stood up.
"Even so, it is not fair to overwhelm you with our numbers," he then continued. "You'll fight them one-on-one. If you defeat all four of them, I'll
do as I said."
Her lips twitched upon seeing her opponents.
No wonder she had found these men so familiar. She had been questioning her memories since she had never been overseas before.
Pondering on that thought, were these not the men who once kidnapped her and Yvonne?
Furthermore, did he expect her to defeat them all at once?
What a joke!
She could not even defeat one of them.
"To make sure I can fight without fear, please move Yvonne out of the plane while you wait. After all, what if you run in the middle of our fight?"
As Zac had been speaking English the entire time, there was no language barrier between them.
Even so, she did not expect him to speak so fluently as if he was a local.
"No problem."
Zac was excited to be challenged by a woman. Thus, he excitedly agreed to the deal and led Yvonne out of the plane.
There were only about two dozen steps out of the plane. She racked her brain trying to think of a way to rescue Yvonne.
Although Conrad was here as well, it seemed he only wanted to observe.
While she did not like that attitude, she understood his reasons for it.
Not long after, the few of them left the plane. Standing in the middle of an empty field, she was quivering on the inside as she stared at the mercenaries.
What the fuck was she going to do now?
She shot Yvonne an upset look, intending to signal her to run.
However, Yvonne was looking away from her and had her gaze fixated on Conrad.
He was smoking while the cold wind blew around him.
Well, that might be good. At least, Yvonne will get to know what kind of person Conrad is. Then, she will learn to stay far away from him.
"Girl, stop dawdling."
The burliest man with a scar on his face stepped forward and spoke in English as he curled a beckoning finger at Veronica. A mocking smirk was plastered on his face.
She remembered him well.
His name was Ben, and he was the leader of the group.
"Come,” Veronica said while 'calmly' throwing her bag to the side. As she slowly unwound the scarf from her neck, she thought hard about how she was going to fight these men.
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