Chapter 162: Kneel Down and Beg for Mercy

A group of people walked towards them, all dressed like thugs. At first glance, there were at least twenty of them.

The young man in the middle was wearing a black leather jacket adorned with shiny metal studs, and he was tall and muscular. He looked to be about six foot three.

He wore a black duckbill cap that obscured his face, but the giant python tattoo on his neck was impressive enough to make an impression on anyone who saw it. The snake’s head faced his chin, its bloody fangs gaping wide as if it were about to devour him whole. With this eerie and terrifying tattoo adorning him, even without showing his face, the man exuded an aura of ferocity that made people shudder. Was this Dominic?

Reece’s expression darkened as he quietly placed his handbag on top of the car hood and twisted his neck slightly. Cheyenne heard a faint “click” sound.

Was this guy going to fight?

Kelvin looked coldly at the group of people before turning around to Cheyenne and saying, “Get in the car!”

“No need.”

At her words, he became angry; furrowing his eyebrows and pursing his lips gave him an air of deep superiority.

“Now is not your time to show off.”

“Mr. Foley.” She tiptoed and leaned in close to his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, and at the same time, it also seeped into his heart. “The way you act makes me think you can’t bear to leave me.”

At her words, he clenched his large hand into a fist.

“Cheyenne,” he growled out between gritted teeth. “Do you think your fancy moves can take down all these guys?”

“That’s none of your concern,” she replied calmly

believe how stubborn she could be sometimes; now he wondered if that cute and proud girl in front of

rose seemed more like her

eyes like snakes staring intently at each person present, especially focusing on Cheyenne who stood out from everyone else due to her stunning beauty. At the moment, he couldn’t quite

guys beat up my

lightly as she met those cold gleaming eyes

the other three boys hung their heads shyly and felt embarrassed because they hadn’t told Dominic that they were

clicked his tongue soundlessly! He spat out the betel nut residue in his mouth, the red residue was chewed up and spit

since you admit it yourself, don’t blame me for showing no mercy. Don’t

out and took the steel pipe handed to him by his henchman and swung it hard towards Cheyenne’s

her into his embrace to make

was cold and sharp

watched Dominic’s steel pipe about to strike

did he

eyes turned red as Cheyenne looked up at Dominic. She opened her lips slightly and said something shocking that

she finished speaking, the steel pipe in Dominic’s hand fell to

was summer with high temperatures; he only wore flip flops when going

rod hit his toes, causing him to scream in pain while beads of sweat

you know my real name! Are you really

that he did – her face was innocent yet seductive with a small mole on her nose that

It really is

“Plop!”

they saw. He bowed ninety degrees onto the ground, begging. “Cheyenne, spare me; I didn’t know it was you – those idiots are

him on his shoulder with one slender foot, causing him to

you want to

now I didn’t recognize it was you.” “Your underlings said that

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