My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1272

Henry wiped away the sweat on his forehead, then reached out and took out the ball of gauze that had been stuffed in the blonde- haired lady's mouth.

The blonde- haired lady gasped for breath as saliva flowed out of her mouth uncontrollably.

Henry smiled and said, "How are you feeling?"

The blonde gnashed her teeth and said, "I'd rather you killed me! That would have been more comfortable for me."

"Ha ha." Henry chuckled and said, "The process was a little painful, but the end result is good, isn't it? At least you get to keep your life."

The blonde-haired lady let out a long sigh. "Can you untie me now then?"

"Of course." Henry smiled, then got up and untied her limbs.

After her limbs had been untied, she exercised her arm a little, then sat up and looked at Henry. "Young man, you've saved my life. How should I repay you? How about with my body?"

"Forget it." Henry replied with a wry smiled. "Look at the state I'm in. I can't possibly handle you."

"Haha." The blonde covered her mouth and chuckled softly, but that movement was still a little too much, and pulled at her wound, causing her brows to tighten with pain. She quickly readjusted her posture.

The short-haired lady put away her sniper rifle, and then searched around her pockets, then tossed a tiny tube of liquid to Henry and said, "Take this. You probably need this."

Henry received it and took a look. "Glucose. Just what I needed indeed."

The short-haired lady pulled out a cigarette and threw it to Henry, then she lit one for herself. She took a drag on it, then slowly blew smoke out her mouth, a pleasurable expression was visible on her face, then she asked, "How long have you been hiding here?"

"I just got here last night." Henry pointed to the direction of the mountainous forest outside the town. "From there."

"So you have been hiding all this while. It's no wonder why you haven't been found by all those people who are searching high and low for you." The short- haired lady sat on the ground and leaned comfortably against the sofa.

"Many people are searching for me?" Henry asked with a puzzled expression.

The short- haired lady stuck out her thumb and pointed over her shoulder. "You're wanted everywhere out there. It's said that you had murdered more than 30 civilians. Civilians and officials of the town are all after you. They had searched every house before. I wonder how you were still able to hide in here."

"I see." Henry touched his lips. "It looks like you had a reason for not shooting me, so what is your story? Has the Nine Fatale been assigning missions all the way here?"

When both the ladies heard his words, they shuddered.

The short-haired lady took another drag on her cigarette. "Say, I thought that you were some big shot when I saw you face all over those wanted posters, turns out that you're just another fool. Does this look like the emblem of the 'Nine Fatale'?"