"So, you're not going to seek revenge for your sister? Are we going to just sit around and do nothing? What happened to your earlier desire for revenge?"
Hearing Mary's words, Ford was stunned.
Mary took a step forward. "Or are you afraid of Bob's power? How manly of you to be able to bear the grudge of your own sister being gang-raped and not seek justice."
Ford suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with anger, but he could not say a word.
This woman was right. He wanted to take revenge for his sister, but Bob was too powerful. He had no chance at all. Now, he was living a life full of uncertainties and could only hide his identity.
"You won't regret following me. I'll only give you one chance." Mary turned around and left.
Ford took a deep breath, then ran to catch up.
"How are you going to avenge me? What do you need me to do?"
How could Ford not know that this woman had ulterior motives? There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. However, as long as there was a chance, he had to take it. Wasn't he waiting for this opportunity?
"Your revenge must be taken, and so must mine. We have the same goal, but now is not the right time. However, I want to make them pay first with some interest."
Mary looked at him calmly and said, "Since you're willing to seek revenge for your sister, you'll have to suffer a bit too."
"What kind of suffering?" Ford asked.
"I'll send you to Agar Island. If you can survive the training there, then we can talk about revenge."
Although Ford hesitated for a moment upon hearing 'Agar', he didn't back down.
Agar was a famous assassin organization in the country. It was cruel and cold-blooded, but every assassin trained was an expert.
"Alright, I will definitely come back alive and avenge my sister."
Mary's eyes had a touch of approval. She was certain that Ford could come back alive.
In her previous life, Bob had almost been assassinated several times, all at the hands of Ford.
Although at that time, Mary was in love with Bob and did not believe other people's words, she now realized how ridiculous it was considering that Bob had gang-raped Ford's sister.
"But before that, I still have something I need you to do."
"What is it?" Ford asked again.
"I need to find a woman who is absolutely loyal and has a similar figure to me," Mary said. "I need a substitute. Meet me at the alley of the Dark Night Bar at this time tomorrow. Bring her here."
Seeing Mary leave on the motorcycle, Ford clenched his fists. Perhaps this was his most important chance.
Mary rode her Ecosse to the alley of the Dark Night Bar. The sun was scorching at noon, and there were not many people on the street.
The bar was not open.
According to her memories from her previous life, the owner of the Nightfall Bar was not an ordinary person. If she wanted to find a stand-in who could escape the eyes of Bob and Julie, besides needing someone with a similar body type, she also needed a human skin mask.
The owner of the Dark Night Bar was one of the best in this industry.
Mary was even grateful to Bob now. If it weren't for all the bad things she did for him in her previous life, how would she have known so many secrets?
Mary pushed open the door of the bar. Two men at the door whistled at her, thinking that she was a woman who came to the bar to have fun.
Mary didn't mind. She walked to the bar counter and sat down.
The bartender behind the bar smiled. "Hi beautiful, the restaurant only opens tonight. You're too early."
Mary demanded, "Bring out Colin."
The bartender's smile faltered briefly before he composed himself with a professional demeanor. "I'm sorry, but there's no one by that name here. You might have mistaken this place for another bar. Why don't you try your luck somewhere else?"
Seeing that he wasn't willing to have a proper conversation, Mary didn't press the issue. She picked up a glass from the table and played with it for a moment before letting go, causing it to shatter on the ground.
"I'll just smash everything until he shows up. Don't worry, I'll pay for any damages," she said.
The bartender's expression turned serious, and several large men nearby began to approach slowly.
"What day is it today? Someone actually dares to cause trouble in my territory?" A burly man walked out.
The scar on his face ran from the left side of his forehead to the center of his right cheek, even crossing over the bridge of his nose.
The man's expression was unfriendly, and the scar on his face made him look even more ferocious.
"It's you, little girl, who came to find me?" He raised an eyebrow, not taking the woman in front of him seriously.
"Yes, I need a human skin mask."