My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

It was Nash’s voice.

He was leaning against the car window, pretending to be frightened as he looked at the group of black-clad men.

Hera turned around and shouted at him, “This is none of your business! You’d better hurry and go…”

There was actually someone else in the car?

The leader of the black-clad men was startled. He looked up and just happened to meet Nash’s gaze.

He had not sensed this kid’s presence at all.

This kind of stealth technique was extraordinary, not something an ordinary person could do.

The leader of the black-clad men’s eyes revealed a cold glint as he coldly said, “Deal with him!”

Meanwhile, Hera looked at Nash with guilt.

These people were after her, and they were definitely here to kill and silence her. This poor guy probably would not be able to escape either.

One of the black-clad men yanked open the car door and reached out to grab Nash’s collar.

“Hey!”

Nash let out a helpless sigh.

The next moment, infinite killing intent burst out from his pitch-black eyes.

His fierce face was covered in a layer of frost, and his once youthful and sunny demeanor completely transformed into a chilling coldness.

A loud noise rang out just then.

The chest of the black-clad man caved in, and he was sent flying like a cannonball.

Nash was like an arrow leaving the bow, his momentum as fierce as thunder.

He moved as gracefully as a butterfly through flowers, instantly rushing into the crowd.

Like a dragon emerging from the sea, there was an overwhelming force that came with a single flick of his hand.

Wherever he went, a strong gust of wind rose, and the energy was as sharp as a blade.

“Attack…! Attack together…”

The leader of the black-clad men took two steps back, his voice slightly trembling.

However, as soon as he was done speaking, he saw all of his subordinates fall down one by one.

Within ten seconds, 20 well-trained assassins were all defeated!

“This… This isn’t possible.”

The leader of the black-clad men widened his eyes, a chill running up his spine.

fluttered with the wind. The

unrestrained aura was definitely not something

leader of the black-clad men swallowed a mouthful of saliva with

only chance of survival was to take Hera

as he took a step forward, Nash’s

felt a slow and subtle breath behind

“Drats…”

a moment, he seemed to sense the presence

Five,

kid’s Heavenly Circulation was at Stage

Martial Artist! How could Tili Mountain

His tone was gentle and

the divine voice reached his

liver and gallbladder shatter, his eardrums explode, and his blood vessels burst as if a thunderbolt had exploded beside his

mountain was pressing down on him, and his legs forcefully knelt to the

into the asphalt road, and the knees of the leader

out a heart-wrenching

was doomed today, and falling into this

and the poison sac hidden in his

out to pinch his lower

“What a pro!”

situations. He did not expect to encounter this level of a

blankly at the black-clad men lying on

as she looked incredulously at the man in

him, and his messy hair fluttered in the wind. There was a faint

was warm and reassuring,

as if nothing had happened

at Nash, asking, “What… What exactly do you

was taken aback and smiled, saying,

mouth twitched slightly. A farmer who

it now and quickly stood up, running to Skadi’s side. She held her in her arms and anxiously asked,

face was as pale as paper. She could feel her internal organs

her aura and blood are flowing

“You can heal too?”

artist, it’s

Hera

his fingers and tapped the middle of Skadi’s navel, below it, and the

Skadi immediately spat out a mouthful of

her internal organs was

how do you feel now?” Hera

“Much… Much better.”

her chest in astonishment, feeling deeply

aware of the severity of her injuries just now. Even if she were taken to the hospital, she would likely end up in the ICU. However, with

very own renowned physician would pale in comparison,

“I only stopped the bleeding for you and adjusted your aura and blood flow. However, your muscles and meridians are

no longer showed any trace of contempt, and her gaze at Nash now held a hint

go change the spare tire. Let’s hurry over to

“Okay,” Hera quickly agreed.

person is

this man had helped her, Hera was her best friend, after all. Nash’s origins were unknown, so

Hera smiled. This man probably did not have any ill intentions toward her. Otherwise, there would have been no need for him to save

connections and would never take notice of

was no need to