A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Just like Simon, Harold also felt danger.

They exchanged looks with each other and kept walking as if they did not feel anything unusual. When the stalkers suddenly approached them from behind, they simultaneously moved aside.

The four stalkers were obviously surprised at their dodge.

Under the moonlight, the four stalkers in black held knives shining cold light in their hands.

They looked back and forth at Simon and Harold.

"Which one of you is Harold?" One of them suddenly asked.

Simon and Harold exchanged glances.

Before Harold could speak, Simon said, "It's me!"

Harold frowned. "Don't impersonate me, okay? Don't believe him. I am Harold."

"No, I am Harold."

"Simon, stop your tricks. They are here for me, not you. Hurry up and leave."

"Tricks? No, I am Harold."

As they bickered with each other, the four killers in front of him looked back and forth at them and became growingly gloomy.

"Stop. Neither of you can escape," One of them said angrily.

"No matter who they are, we can just kill them to prevent future troubles." Another killer said darkly.

"No!" Simon said angrily, "It's not worth it if you kill two. Besides, do you know who he is? He is Bryson's nephew. If you kill him, Bryson will definitely not let you off."

Simon's words worked.

"He just said that one of them is Bryson's nephew. If we kill Bryson's nephew, I'm afraid we will all die."

"Maybe he was lying. Perhaps he just wants to escape."

he really is Bryson's

three killers were silent at his

two men was Bryson's nephew, none of them would

Peace City knew how terrifying Bryson was. If they offended him, they would

four of them made a decision

them pointed at Harold.

lost for

Bryson's nephew, and I am Harold. You should

immediately retorted, "No, he is

The killers were confused.

continue, I will

said in

The killers were speechless.

They gathered together, confused.

we do? Both of them said they were Harold.

kill both of them?" a killer with cold eyes

three immediately looked at him in opposition. "Do you know

right. If we kill him, we will all

right, Bryson is a tyrant. If we do that,

I'm an orphan anyway!"

other three angrily surrounded

said, "What are you doing? We all get the remuneration. If you don't kill him now, the employer will be angry. Then you

we can't offend

fiercely,

which one of them is

his calves and arm muscles are the strongest,

"I think it's the red-haired man. I can tell from his face

most powerful guy, his physical strength

don't understand. Generally speaking, good-looking guys are powerful. The red-haired man looks very

still think it's the

"Red hair!"

"Short hair!"

"The red-haired one!"