On the rope, Sofia watched as Downton actually gave her a look of disgust and deliberately moved away from her.
Her brain took a direct, multi-ton blow!
Had she overdone it and gotten herself killed?!
"Help, help, help, help, help!"
Sofia's scream finally rang out. At that moment, she practically wanted to wrap her legs around the rappelling rope.
But the rope was not very long to begin with, and she was no legendary female ninja. How could she possibly have that kind of reaction speed?
No matter how fiercely she screamed, in the blink of an eye, she was already just inches from the ground.
Watching Sofia about to crash into the ground, Victor curled his lip and rolled his eyes skyward again.
"Miss..."
With immense helplessness, he muttered under his breath. Then he casually lifted the rappelling rope, using it to slow Sofia down while his left arm fully supported her waist.
After holding Sofia and spinning around once to bleed off the force, Victor could not help gritting his teeth.
"Fuck!"
Cursing, Victor set Sofia down. He then raised a hand to clutch his left shoulder and said coldly,
"I haven't been injured in two whole years. Thanks to you, Miss, I finally get to experience a dislocated shoulder again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Victor shot Sofia an irritated glare before snapping his dislocated left arm back into place with a crack.
Beside them, Downton laughed loudly and kicked Victor in the ass as he said,
"I told you, Victor, working for that old bastard Falcone has no future!
Look at you. Not only do you have to serve the old bastard, but you also have to serve the little one. Especially this little one, who looks like she's especially troublesome. Hahaha!"
"I'm sorry, it