The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171 We’ve Walked

Into A Minefield

“What’s happening here?” Daron shouted at his subordinates.

Ricky wasted no time in reprimanding the explosives team, just as Maren had directed. “Is there no limit to

your incompetence? How on earth did you botch the explosives setup?”

Convinced by Ricky’s words, Daron criticized them too. “You’re all utterly worthless!”

“Boss, we just…”

Despite their protests, the explosives team knew they had done everything by the book. Yet, the explosives failed to go off.

“Boss, perhaps it’s best if we handle the installation ourselves,” Ricky suggested.

“Damn it, just get it done!” Daron snapped, growing more irritated.

“Understood.” With that, Ricky and the Angels of Death members headed towards the warehouse. Then, he covertly produced a detonator.

“Be careful!” Elton shouted, spotting the detonator in Ricky’s hand.

Daron’s face fell. However, it was too late.

The moment Ricky pressed the button, the nearby transport truck erupted in flames.

The blast sent men flying, diverting everyone’s attention.

“Open fire!” Ricky instructed, and the Angels of Death members began shooting.

At the same time, the primary force of the Angels of Death ambushed from the Year.

Inside, Maren instructed Simon and his people to join the fight.

As gunshots filled the air, Daron was trapped, facing attacks from three directions, and the casualties mounted.

The explosion had cost Daron a leg.

“You bastards!” Elton shouted furiously at Ricky’s group, ready to strike but realizing he was surrounded on all

sides.

Chaos engulfed the area.

“Retreat, everyone, now!” Elton shouted, hoisting Daron onto his shoulders for a hasty escape.

“Tail them, but keep your distance,” Maren said calmly as she stepped out from the shadows of the warehouse, addressing the members of the Onyx and the Angels of Death.

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“Understood, boss!”

Understanding the strategy, Ricky and Simon coordinated their teams to maintain a tactical gap–pressuring the enemy without engaging directly.

At the front, Elton charged ahead, with Daron grimacing in pain on his back. Despite his injuries, Daron managed to call Glenn. “Glenn, I need help!”

“What’s the issue, Daron? I’m tied up here as well,” Glenn responded.

“What?” Daron, expecting a rescue, hadn’t realized Glenn was also in trouble.

“Aren’t we overpowering the Onyx?” Daron asked.

Even though the Crazybulls and the Slayers didn’t possess the same strength as the Onyx, they held the upper hand through surprise and had prepared traps ahead of time. In a setup like this, how could the Onyx possibly

stand a chance against them?

“The Onyx has upgraded to high–tech weaponry! They’re twice as strong now, and our situation is deteriorating

fast,” Glenn said, his voice edged with frustration.

The revelation that the Onyx had been secretly stockpiling powerful weapons caught him off guard. Both the Crazybulls and the Slayers were now facing devastating losses.

“Boss, the Angels of Death seems to be on our tail!” Elton suddenly said.

At first, he was puzzled about who had launched the attack, but then he spotted a few familiar faces from the Angels of Death and everything clicked.

While the four major gangs in Baimsa frequently interacted, Ricky had managed to keep a low profile, making him hard to identify earlier.

“Those cursed fools must have seen our skirmish with the Onyx and chosen this moment to try and take us down,” Daron said angrily.

Convinced that their only chance was to regroup with Glenn, Daron led his men in that direction.

As they retreated, three loud explosions rocked their surroundings.

“Look out!”

“I’ve lost an arm and a leg! Someone, help me!”

In the aftermath of the blasts, injured gangsters cried out in pain, sprawled across the battlefield.

In panic, several gangsters darted into unseen dangers, setting off additional explosives. The area quickly turned into a deadly trap, claiming the lives of many in Daron’s remaining men.

“Damn it, we’ve walked into a minefield!” Daron’s realization came too late.

His pursuers had kept a safe distance for good reason. Initially, he thought they were merely lagging behind.

“Ready to give up yet?” With the majority of the explosives triggered, Maren advanced alongside Ricky, Simon, and their units.

The Angels of Death encircled them, sealing any potential exits.