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.

was relieved that

the fastest, and with his two men, controlled the

out

pairs of handcuffs. They didn’t believe he could

being taken away, he glanced back at Cheyenne with a

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

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

steps before being engulfed by an embrace from Tanner, the baby-faced lieutenant in a sharp military uniform, his eyes brimming with tears as he held onto

“You okay, Master Iker?”

You touched my wound…” He pushed Tanner

I’m… I’m

at them. If it weren’t for Iker protecting her just now, she might have been

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

nothing. It’s what

made Cheyenne

“Huh?”

for her? Being too beautiful could be

in Akloit stirred up another

magazines, and newspapers competed to report on what happened at the

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

of his hand, with a faint hint of blue at the

crumpled into a ball and accurately

Damn the romance!

that dull man? So what if his legs

expression, startling him for a moment… he glanced at the

headline

it the project he had

that is… the island acquisition plan you need

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 and name it “Love

softly

coldly, “Why didn’t you say so

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