A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 1208

Chapter 1208 Will I Die Trying?

Someone upstream secretly opened the floodgates! Who on earth is responsible for such mischief?!

On the other side, after Emmanuel dragged two women into the river, he immediately sensed that something was

wrong.

He often escorted his wife home, so he was familiar with this route, and he had also observed the flow of the river

before. It was never as swift as it was now. Originally planning to use his swimming skills to defeat the two women

underwater, he almost got disoriented by the strong current after jumping in.

The two women, on the other hand, were nowhere to be seen.

Emmanuel vaguely heard Mackenzie’s voice coming from the bridge. He also heard sirens on the other side of the bridge. Confirming that Mackenzie should be safe, he followed the current downstream.

As soon as he surfaced, he heard a piercing sound. A string seemed to cut through the night wind and flew toward his neck. Emmanuel quickly ducked back into the water, avoiding the attack, and then leaped back up.

The woman in white struck out with a palm.

Her soaked clothes clung to her graceful figure, emphasizing the pair on her chest, with warm water droplets still dripping. It was evident that she had also just come ashore,

As for Trisha, it seemed like she was still in the water.

Swoosh…

lightning-fast palm missed, leaving her a bit

her control. If she failed that night, it might not be so

overcome.

of attacks, the woman in white quickly realized that something was wrong, and her entire

looking at her own

the rare opportunity, using a grappling move to control her. However, in the next instant,

triumphant laughter echoed

crafted metal net descended toward

woman in white to

A triumphant laughter echoed in

specially crafted metal

quickly released the woman

her swift

ugly man emerging in

Clang!

hit the opponent, but it didn’t have the expected effect. Instead, it

with horror, not expecting to

It seemed

daring enough to counter the Holy Fire organization’s Saintess

such an underhanded manner.

the Saintess, have, huh? Or is it that the power of our bone-softening powder thrown into the river

said, then heartlessly punched the woman in

took the blow, she flew