The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1915

"Tut, tut. What a loser…"

Sanne snored in disdain as she watched the martial artist drop to his knees in front of her.

"You…" he growled.

"What, you're still not giving up?"

Seeing that the martial artist was still glaring at her, Sanne suddenly raised her foot and kicked him in the chest!

Crack!

There was an audible crunch as ribs shattered, and the man's eyes widened even as he died on the spot.

The other martial artists around them gasped, at once shocked and terrified by how ruthless Sanne was.

"Trash. You're all trash."

Glancing at the corpse, and then at the other martial artists in the queue, Sanne shook her head in contempt.

No one else dared to speak—these people dared to kill on the turf of the Martial Alliance, so they would have a hard time believing that she did not have powerful connections.

As such, they were also basically admitting to being what Sanne said they were—trash.

Staying alive was much more important than taking offense at some insult, after all.

"Hmph."

Sanne finally turned back toward the boxing machine as no one complained. However, before she could punch the dummy and flaunt her strength, someone asked loudly behind her, "Hey, who let a pig in here?"

"Pig?!"

"Pfft!"

Even as Sanne's face contorted in fury, Frank's audible snicker drew Sanne's furious glare.

"Like I said, who let you in here? You're even jumping the queue?" Kat pressed, oblivious to the fact that she was continuing to press Sanne's buttons.

She had been busy chatting with Mona earlier and did not notice what had just happened.

Still, Sanne laughed despite herself, seeing that Kat was genuinely puzzled.

Did Mona miss the fact that she had just killed a man to assert her dominance?!

"Listen here, all of you!" Sanne bellowed as she smirked, looking around and no longer holding back. "I am Sanne Dali of Thousand Isles Guild!"