Chapter 505: Iker’s Legs

She was here!

The woman charged from behind, her legs clamping around the man’s neck, and a backward somersault brought him down to the ground.

In a split second, she descended like an angel, her posture looking both cool and handsome. As the baseball cap fell off, her high ponytail swayed in the air, forming a perfect arc.

Both of them fell to the ground.

Boom!

Gunshots rang out, like thunder on a clear day.

The trajectory of the bullets suddenly changed, heading towards the crowd, causing everyone to duck.

Cheyenne kicked hard at Davon’s ankle, her gaze fixed on him, and demanded, “Where are my grandfather and Mr. Owen?”

Davon, after seeing who was pressing him, smirked fearlessly, his chest heaving rapidly. His laughter was tinged with a hint of sarcasm, “Your grandpa might as well be the ‘ingredient’ by now. You could go to the landfill to pick up the pieces and sew them back together for a complete body.”

“Shut up!” Enraged, she struck him across the face, knocking out two of his teeth.

Grabbing his collar, she questioned again, “Are you going to talk, or do I need to break your legs, and dig out your eyes?”

Davon’s lips twitched slightly. He was aware that others might not do so, but Cheyenne would do what she said.

He coughed before speaking, “I… I’ll tell. Your grandpa is… You can go to hell, Cheyenne! You’ll never find him, hahaha!”

Davon, pinned down by her, had hidden a knife. While she was focused on getting an answer, he suddenly retaliated, stabbing fiercely at Cheyenne.

“Watch out!”

Iker rushed forward and grabbed Cheyenne’s shoulder, pulling her back. At the same time, the blade pierced his arm, and soon… crimson blood flowed down his black sleeve onto the green grass, soaking into the earth.

he was relieved

fastest, and with his two

him out of

handcuffs. They didn’t believe

at Cheyenne with a sinister look

in there forever. Otherwise, you’ll end up dead at my hands sooner

him. Failing to learn the exact

before being engulfed by an embrace from Tanner, the baby-faced lieutenant

“You okay, Master Iker?”

go of me first! You touched my wound…” He pushed Tanner away

I’m… I’m

If it weren’t for Iker protecting her just now, she

Iker, “Thank you just now,

It’s what

firm tone made Cheyenne suddenly widen

“Huh?”

it be… that Master Iker… had feelings for her? Being too

the media industry in Akloit

newspapers competed to report on what happened at the Todd

one Kelvin was looking at right now – “Hero Saves Beauty: Romance Between Major General And

fists, veins bulging on the back of his

ball and accurately thrown into

Damn the romance!

possibly like that dull man? So what

expression, startling

familiar headline

project he had been

is… the island acquisition plan you need for next

small island in the sea where he had lived with Cheyenne for twenty-five days for a hefty sum of thirteen billion, planning to build a private villa on it

softly and

his brows, complaining coldly, “Why didn’t you say so

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