Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1592 Absolute Kill

Vivian asked, “What's wrong, Kurt?”

“Nothing. Let's get off. It's getting late, so it's more convenient to take a taxi back,” explained Kurt gently. Gazing at Vivian, he pulled her to her feet.

Naturally, Vivian listened to him.

For some reason, although he was two years younger than her, she felt safe whenever he was by her side.

Hence, she listened to him willingly.

Both of them alighted the bus.

After hailing a taxi, Kurt entered it with her.

He glanced at his watch after getting into the taxi. Suddenly, he said to Vivian, “The trip will take half an hour. If you're tired, you can lean on me and take a short nap.”

She was stunned.

Lean on him and take a nap?

The seventeen-year-old girl felt embarrassed by what he had said.

However, she was very willing to do that. She leaned over and hugged Kurt's arm boldly. After a short while, she fell asleep.

In the dim taxi, Kurt turned around and glanced at the car that had been following them. He looked at the taxi driver and instructed calmly, “Find an empty place and stop there. Look after her in the car.”

“Okay. Be careful!”

Within a few minutes, the taxi stopped, and Kurt got out.

It was an autumn night. In this slightly remote city up in the North, especially on such a quiet road, there was basically no one. A gust of chilly wind blew past, causing the tree leaves on the floor to flutter in the air. The chill felt even more biting.

following

“Sir, what is...”

they saw him, they were

brake,

feeling. Although Kurt looked thin and his shadow seemed so lonely in the darkness of the night, they felt an

a wolf, crouching over there

he really not afraid of

They clenched their fists.

time, their employer's voice sounded from the walkie-talkie. “If

men got out of the car, each

did not even bat an

mocking smile under his cap. In the

Snap!

did not even manage to see how Kurt managed

bones snapping reverberated across the

The man shrieked miserably.

Is he that good?

on the other men's faces

regained their composure and

up in a

actual wolf. After tossing away the man whom he had just dealt with, he stood on his tiptoes. When the others frantically surrounded him, he leaped over their heads, and

“Argh!”

pain

was stained with blood, had emerged in his hand

Is he really a

match up to his fighting

They wanted to retreat.

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