Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 894 Lock her up Selena was too close to dodge. Her eyes turned cold, and she was about to confront the attacker when a hand wearing a black glove suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed her wrist, pulling it hard to the side.

Reacting quickly, Selena leaned her head to the side, narrowly avoiding the blade which grazed her cheek and cut a strand of her hair. Her slender body stumbled and fell to the ground due to inertia.

Just as Selena was about to hit the ground, a long and powerful arm suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind, catching her in a familiar embrace.

The next second, the man turned her body around and held her tightly in his arms.

Selena buried her face in Osvaldo's chest, her complexion slightly pale, but her voice was calm. "Osvaldo..." Osvaldo didn't say anything, just gently patting her back.

His deep black eyes glimmered with a touch of bloody aura as he stared ahead at Angie who was still screaming frantically in Fraser's grasp, as if looking at a dead person.

Fraser had captured Angie and took the knife from her hand, throwing it on the ground. At this moment, the onlookers finally realized what had happened and screams of horror filled the air.

Angie's hands were locked behind her back and pressed to the ground, leaving her powerless. She looked up and stared at Selena, who was being held by Osvaldo, her face crazed with hatred, her eyes bloodshot, wishing she could tear Selena apart.

"Selena, why won't you just die!" "You should die!" The woman's cold and piercing screams made one's spine tingle.

Selena's eyes turned ice-cold. She turned her head abruptly and stared at Angie. When she saw Angie's condition, she frowned slightly.

Angie's eyes were bloodshot, her face twisted with bias, obviously mentally abnormal. It was obvious that nothing could be obtained from questioning a mentally unstable person.

Selena immediately abandoned the idea of talking to her and turned to Fraser, nodding slightly as a gesture of thanks. "Lock her up first. I'l interrogate her later.” Fraser deeply looked at her and freed one hand to retrieve a pair of handcuffs from behind. After handcuffing Angie, he lifted her up from the ground.

But in that moment, Angie's twisted and deranged expression suddenly changed, and she suddenly rose up without any warning, rushing towards Selena recklessly. "Selena, you should die!" At the same moment, a black light suddenly flew out from in front of her, shooting towards Selena's throat.

The thing was extremely fast, and no one could see what it was exactly.

In that moment, Selena smelled the scent of death. She abruptly opened her eyes and her first reaction was to push the man next to her out.

However, Osvaldo's reaction was even faster. He tightened his grip on Selena's arm and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the dangerous black light.

In a flash, Selena heard the sound of something metal hitting a solid object.

Then, a cold hand pressed down on her head and completely immobilized her in an embrace. The next second, Osvaldo lifted his head and his cold, eerie eyes suddenly pierced towards Angie in front of him.

Angie's expression of satisfaction and distortion had not yet been revealed, but it collided with the pair of ice-cold, strange black eyes.

A buzzing sound resounded in her head, and her nerves distorted by jealousy and anger emitted an intense warning signal at that moment.

A bone-chilling sensation crawled through her entire body, and even the nerves at the very end of her brain seemed to be frozen.

People with mental disorders act more on instinct, so they often have a better sense of danger than normal people.

Just as Angie's frightened expression appeared, her slender body was thrown heavily into the traffic behind her with great accuracy.

At the same time, Osvaldo raised his hand and covered Selena's ears.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of brakes, two orderly sounds of some full-bodied limbs being cruelly crushed echoed in the extremely silent space.

Something splattered and flew out far away. Everyone stared in shock, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

They stared blankly at the blooming blood in the sky, seemingly not understanding what these things represented.

After reacting, the people around them opened their mouths wide. As countless screams of terror were about to burst out, a sudden, cold, and eerie atmosphere suddenly pressed down.

Everyone suddenly felt a kind of fear similar to the deep sea rising in their hearts, and all the screams were forcibly stuck in their throats.

Osvaldo stood by the roadside, expressionless, watching the scene. His black coat fluttered in the wind, and his face had a mesmerizing quality that made it impossible to look away. But at this moment, his eyes were chilling, sending shivers down one's spine.

The man in black held his lover tenderly in his arms, his movements gentle and caring. And at his feet lay a twisted woman.

This stark contrast should have been repulsive, but the two people standing there were too beautiful and clean, giving off an eerie and strange kind of beauty.

The atmosphere was dead still.

Selena's face was pressed against Osvaldo's chest, her ears blocked by him, so she saw and heard nothing. But after a while of not hearing Osvaldo speak, she struggled to lift her head and looked at him. "Are you hurt?" Hearing the concern in his lover's voice, Osvaldo's coldness receded as he lowered his head and kissed her on the face. "I'm fine." Selena breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head. "Let go of me first." The man's embrace was too tight, and it was making her bones ache.

Osvaldo loosened his grip slightly but didn't let go of her. Instead, he picked Selena up and walked towards the car, still not allowing her to turn around and look.

"Let's go back first." Selena vaguely felt that something was not right and spoke up. "I haven't asked--" "You're hurt and we need to go back!" Osvaldo interrupted.

Selena was taken aback. Thanks to Fraser and Osvaldo's timely arrival, she wasn't injured.

As the thought crossed her mind, she suddenly felt something amiss on her cheek. She raised a slender finger and lightly touched the spot, feeling a slight prickling sensation.

When Selena put her hand down, there was a small amount of blood on her fingertip.

It must have been a scratch from Angie's knife.

Selena remembered the unexpected flash of black light at the end, her eyes becoming extremely cold.

She could tell at a glance that it was a small but highly lethal mechanism.

Such dangerous things were usually strictly regulated, and given Angie's identity and abilities, it was impossible for her to obtain it.