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 she

the fastest, and with his two men, controlled the frenzied

out of

pairs of handcuffs. They didn’t believe he could break

Davon was being taken away, he glanced back at Cheyenne with

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

didn’t have time to pay attention to him. Failing to learn the

his arm, stood up, and took a few steps before being engulfed by an embrace from Tanner, the baby-faced lieutenant in a

“You okay, Master Iker?”

my wound…” He pushed Tanner away with a

I’m sorry,

protecting

“Thank you just now,

It’s what

firm tone made Cheyenne

“Huh?”

that Master Iker… had feelings for her? Being too beautiful

in Akloit

magazines, and newspapers competed to report on what happened at the Todd family’s press conference yesterday. The headlines were

right now – “Hero Saves Beauty: Romance Between Major

veins bulging on the back of his hand, with a faint hint of blue at the

ball and

Damn the romance!

dull man? So what

came in and happened to see Kelvin’s gloomy expression, startling

headline on

the project he had been working on

island acquisition plan you

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

coughed softly and

brows, complaining coldly, “Why didn’t you

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255