She quickened her pace and forcefully pushed open the cabin door.


    “Wow! You got here pretty quickly.”


    The leader of the kidnappers wore a thick ck mask, hiding his expression.


    Phoebey unconscious at his feet, covered in bruises.


    Sheena nced at Phoebe’s injuries, and her gaze turned cold.


    “Release her first, and we can talk.”


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    Sheena surveyed the interior of the cabin, casually taking a seat on a chair, and looked at him with an


    indifferent expression.


    The kidnapper was infuriated by her behavior and yanked the unconscious Phoebe, pressing a knife


    against her neck.


    “Are you seriously trying to negotiate with me? Do you want me to kill her right now?”


    “You won’t,” Sheena said, fearlessly locking eyes with him and causing panic to rise within him.


    Despite her petite appearance, she exuded an air ofposure, as if she had the support of a hundred


    people behind her.


    The leader of the kidnappers looked bewildered.


    At the same time, Katie and her personal bodyguard, Angus Brown, were hiding in the woods outside


    the cabin, observing the inside through binocrs. Katie had also attached a listening device to the hat


    of one of the kidnappers, allowing her to listen in to their conversations clearly.


    “She thinks we’re going to hand over Phoebe just like that? Dream on!” Katie rolled her eyes


    disdainfully. Through her mini Bluetooth headset, she ordered, “Don’t agree to her request! Who knows


    what tricks she might pull? Keep stalling her, and don’t let Phoebe circumstances.”


    go under any


    The instructed kidnapper chuckled and looked at Sheena. “I truly hate to disappoint you, but I’m sorry, I


    can’t let her go.”


    The kidnapper’s gaze turned increasingly sinister as he continued, “Unless you coax me and put me in


    a good mood, then maybe I’ll consider it.”


    His eyes roamed all over Sheena’s figure unabashedly. Her athletic attire entuated her alluring


    curves.


    Sheena, noticing his lustful gaze, knew wasting more time with him was futile. Hence, she swiftly


    kicked the man.


    “Let’s see if you’ve got what it takes to take me down.”


    The kidnapper quickly raised his right arm to block her kick, only for Sheena’s fist to follow up and


    come at him.


    Enraged, he bellowed, “How dare you hit me! Come out and get her!*


    with hismand, the already dpidated door was violently pushed open, and four burly men with


    ck masks barged in, eager for a fight.


    “Nice! It’s been a while since Ist exercised!”


    sheena’s agility allowed her to swiftly charge forward, executing a series of swift kicks in midah.


    In less than five minutes, all five burly meny defeated on the ground.


    Katie, who had been smugly observing through the binocrs, was left jaw–dropped witnessing the


    brutal oue.


    “H–How is this possible? How could one woman take down five men like that? Did the men you hire go


    easy on her?”


    “Ms. Upton, Sheena is far from ordinary,” Angus spoke seriously. “Herbat style resembles the


    techniques created by the world–renowned martial artist Jean Norris. However, it seems she has


    adapted and innovated upon them to form her own distinct fighting method.” He paused briefly before


    continuing, “Jean Norris is known to be entric and only had one disciple, rumored to be male. But


    given Sheena’s skill, she might likely be that disciple, and the rumors could be false.”


    Katie persisted, asking, “If you were to face her personally, could you defeat her?”