She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 656: Appearance of the Wild Man

The situation instantly reversed, and now Cheyenne had a gun pointed at Lucien's head.

The atmosphere became gloomy and frozen, even the speed of the white mist flowing slowed down. The scene in the forest became clear.

There were bodies everywhere.

In each small pit connected to another, there were white bones, not only from humans, but also from large beasts.

Piles of white bones formed small mountains, contrasting with the deep green trees in the front, making the scene desolate like an ancient battlefield.

She thought she must have reached the depths of this Dead Forest-the Mass Grave.

It was said that people frequently saw sinister soldiers passing through here, and then they mysteriously died or went insane.

Unconsciously, how did she end up in this haunted place?

Cheyenne hit a nerve when she mentioned his concerns. Now, feeling vulnerable, Lucien started worrying about his own safety. He narrowed his small eyes and evilly stared at Cheyenne's beautiful fair face. She was too calm. Does the gun really have bullets in it?

He hesitated whether or not to forcefully take the gun away from her. But then, he saw Cheyenne's thumb pressed firmly against the trigger.

This time, Lucien felt genuine pressure. He had assumed earlier that Cheyenne was bluffing, but it seemed that she wasn't.

Her gun had bullets.

Lucien helplessly raised his hands and, pleaded with Cheyenne, "Miss Lawrence, I was just joking with you earlier. I believe you won't take it to your heart, right?"

Cheyenne playfully looked at his cowardly expression, feeling a bit proud and arrogant. She coldly snorted, "You're wrong, Mr. Miller. I always knows how to hold a grudge."

As her words fell, Cheyenne forcefully climbed out of the pit with both hands, with the gun still aimed at Lucien's head the whole time.

He wanted to try and snatch her bag and its contents, but he hesitated due to the weapon in her hand. However, this was just a moment of hesitation because Lucien saw through Cheyenne's ploy. There were no bullets in the gun!

Even the spring in the magazine was broken. How could it still work?

After understanding that he had been deceived, Mr. Miller, in a rage, pulled a 50-centimeter-long curved blade from his waist and swung it at Cheyenne.

You've

her tongue at him and made a face. "I didn't say there were bullets in my gun. I just wanted you to guess which one of us would die

sprinted forward while Lucien, with the knife held

let out

a fresh bloodstain on his forehead. He stared

Thunk.

body gradually fell to

white bone knife, stained with fresh blood. Immediately, a big, dirty hand grasped the handle of the bone

Lucien's back like a spring, quickly forming a puddle on the

supposed to be

not large individually, but when swarming together towards Lucien, who was gasping for breath, it was as if a red tide had

conscious Lucien, he writhed in pain on

only a bloody red

was as

part was that all this had actually happened right before Cheyenne's

someone with a fear of density

passed out on the

scene,

a feast for the

didn't pay attention

because

he definitely did not look

it impossible to see

he also

coarse voice sounded in Cheyenne's ears as the man sternly asked her,

took

a deathly,

emanating from

man,

like what she had felt

vulture earlier.

I have something else to do, so I won't chat.