Chapter 910

Martha glanced around furtively. After making sure she was in the right place, she knocked on the rusty iron door. The door opened quickly, and a sneaky guy with a pockmarked face appeared. He had triangular eyes, a small head, and a deep scar on the corner of his eye. “Are you alone?” the guy asked Martha as he looked around. Martha was taken aback at the sight of him. She stepped back, wrinkled her nose, and said, “What smell is that? It stinks. I’m alone!” She regretted it now. Why did she find such an unreliable person? If not for time constraints, she would not have thought of it. “Hehe, Madam, please come in.” With that said, the man with the pockmarked face invited Martha in with a smiley face. In the yard, there were five or six people. All of them were sloppy and dirty. “Boss, she’s here.” Pockmarks said to the tall guy in the yard who was sharpening the hatchet. Seeing this situation, Martha felt a little flustered. After all, she was alone in the suburbs.