Chapter 2090

Boom! The steel ball fell to the ground, and many iron beads flew out. Trisha Cloude’s face suddenly changed. She immediately rolled over the ground in the next moment, pulled Fletcher Evans, who was still in a daze at the moment and hid behind a rock. A loud noise resounded one after another, and the rocks were continuously crumbling. It was only at this time that Fletcher realized that it was Trisha who saved him. Otherwise, he would have been shot to hell now. “Kill! Kill that b*tch! “Kill Harvey York! “Or else, we would have to die!” Fletcher was about to go crazy at this moment. He unconsciously grabbed Trisha’s shoulder, gritted his teeth, and said. Slap! “Presumptuous!” Trisha slapped him to the ground with a cold expression. “Madame Cloude, kill her! Kill Harvey! “As long as she and Harvey are dead, I will give you whatever you want!” Trisha looked indifferent and slapped Fletcher in the face again. She then said coldly, “If it weren’t for the fact that you are still of some use, I would have killed you this instant! “You get the hell out of here now. Get to the back. Someone will go and get you there! “Don’t get in the way here!” Apparently, Trisha knew full well that if she still had such a burden while facing Cora Lloyd, she would certainly put herself in a disadvantageous situation. “Okay, I’ll go. I’ll get out of here right away!” Fletcher had a grim look and gritted his teeth. “Madame Cloude, I’ll wait for your good news!” After speaking, he stayed low on the ground and crawled toward another direction. “Do you think you can just leave?” Cora looked at this scene indifferently. She then raised the sniper in her hand and pulled the trigger again in the next moment. Bang, bang, bang! A series of shots were fired. However, Trisha seemed expressionless in the other direction and swung her right hand. The flying daggers deflected the bullets once again. Cora slightly sighed after seeing this scene. She naturally recognized who the person in front of her was. This killer, who was world-renowned in the last twenty years, was not easy to deal with. It would deem to be difficult to kill Fletcher if she was the one protecting him. Boom, boom, boom! Clank, clank, clank! The two sides kept on making moves subsequently. One kept on pulling the trigger, whereas the other kept throwing out flying daggers. There was a string of sparks in the air. Cora finally ran out of bullets after a while. She then moved and backed away, trying to sneak into a boat. At this moment, Trisha’s eyes flickered, and a flying dagger flew out from her right hand again. Cora unconsciously avoided it, but she was not fast enough. Trisha had already swooped down in front of her in just a few seconds. She swiped her right hand, and flying daggers appeared in both hands, blowing at Cora’s face at the same time. The corner of Cora’s mouth twitched. She also swung her right hand, and a dagger appeared. She then rushed forward without fear. Clank! As the blades of the two sides collided, a series of sparks and unpleasant sounds also spread out simultaneously. Then, both sides retreated to the rear, and their soles of feet glided through the deck for quite a distance. However, Trisha was obviously much more skillful. A dagger flew out from her hand the moment she backed away. At some point, a short knife similar to the Island Nation knife appeared in her right hand, sweeping toward Cora. Cora remained silent, and she kept on swinging the dagger in her hand, hitting the short knife of Island Nation each time. Clank, clank, clank! Sparks shot out, and Cora stepped back…