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.

blowing, and his clothes fluttered with the

was definitely not something he could handle on

of the black-clad men swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. He suddenly took a

survival was to

a step

felt

“Drats…”

for a moment, he seemed to sense the presence

Stage Two… Stage Five, Stage Six… Stage Eight,

Circulation was at

Artist! How could Tili Mountain have

a hand on his shoulder. His tone was

an instant, the divine voice

black-clad men felt his liver and gallbladder shatter, his eardrums explode, and his blood vessels

mountain was pressing down on him, and his legs

deep pits were smashed into the asphalt road, and the knees of the leader

let out a heart-wrenching scream,

knew he was doomed today, and falling into this kid’s hands was probably

the poison sac hidden in

frowned, reaching out to pinch his lower

“What a pro!”

encounter similar situations. He did not expect to encounter

black-clad men lying on the ground, her

as she looked incredulously at the

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

reassuring, instantly calming

as if nothing

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

and smiled, saying, “I’m a

twitched slightly. A farmer who could deal with 20

a state of mind to dig deeper into it now and quickly stood up, running to Skadi’s side. She held her in her arms and anxiously asked, “Skade,

face was as pale as paper. She could feel her internal organs shifting, but she

“She has internal injuries, and her aura and blood are

“You can heal too?”

a martial artist, it’s only natural to know some medical

Hera bowed

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

immediately spat out a mouthful of

pain in her internal

feel now?”

“Much… Much better.”

in astonishment, feeling deeply

hospital, she would likely end

ability, perhaps even Jonford’s very own renowned physician would

said casually, “I only stopped the bleeding for you and adjusted your aura and blood flow. However, your

showed any trace of contempt, and her gaze at

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

“Okay,” Hera quickly agreed.

Nash’s busy figure, Skadi gently tugged Hera’s sleeve and whispered, “Hera, this person is very powerful, and he’s also your sister’s fiance. You should be

Hera was her best friend, after all. Nash’s origins were unknown, so it would not hurt

did not have any ill intentions toward her. Otherwise, there would have been no need for him to save her just

connections and would never take notice of

was no need to be