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.

relieved that she was

and with his

him out of

two pairs of handcuffs. They didn’t

he glanced back at Cheyenne with a

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

to him. Failing to learn the exact whereabouts of her grandfather

by an embrace from Tanner, the baby-faced lieutenant in a sharp military uniform, his eyes brimming with tears as he held onto Iker, full of

“You okay, Master Iker?”

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

I’m… I’m

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

thanked Iker, “Thank you just now, Master Iker. I’m sorry for causing you

It’s what I should

Cheyenne suddenly widen her beautiful

“Huh?”

be… that Master Iker… had feelings for

industry in Akloit stirred up

newspapers competed to report on what happened at the Todd family’s press conference yesterday. The

Kelvin was looking at right now –

clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hand, with a faint

crumpled into a ball and accurately

Damn the romance!

possibly like that dull man? So what if

Kelvin’s gloomy expression, startling him for a moment… he glanced at the

headline

the project he had been

the island acquisition plan you

bought the small island in the sea where he had lived with Cheyenne for twenty-five days for a hefty sum

softly and

coldly, “Why

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