The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

When hot blood gushed out from the wound, many images flashed in Natasha's mind.

The scenes were extremely slow for her. She thought of her parents, who expected so much of her, of Jade, with whom she had always been on good terms but who had gone their separate ways, and of Nathan, with whom she had a bitter hatred.

She never expected that she would meet her doom in such a way. Then, she burst into tears.

She was frustrated because she hadn't killed Nathan to make him pay the price for her humiliation. However, her tears could not move the killer.

Killers always had good control of their hands. The killer's hands moved steadily. And they were cold. Therefore, the dagger would stab into Natasha's heart without accident and end her life.

The killer's dagger approached Natasha in the darkness. She felt the pain and the cold dagger piercing her breast.

But at that moment, the stably moving hands shook, and then the dagger fell to the ground. Immediately, a steel coin struck the ground.

Natasha's body fell sideways against the wall, and then her eyes closed heavily. The man she had last seen was the man she would hate forever.

"Everyone should be kind, and every man should take good care of women..." Nathan walked forward slowly, about thirty feet away from the killer.

The distance was enough for the killer to stab Natasha again. But he didn't, for he felt a sense of danger. It seemed he would meet a deadly attack the moment he took action!

Or he would die after he killed Natasha. It was not worth it.

"Who is your Excellency? Why do you meddle in my business?" The killer took a step back without showing any flaws, and he was extremely vigilant.

"I'm her old lover, so I have to take care of her..." Nathan said with cold eyes, "Although she wishes for me to die, I don't want her to die yet. It's more useful for me if she lives."

The killer's face was gloomy, and he said, "If you stop me, you will cause great trouble. Aren't you afraid?"

just want to beat you

was slightly bent, like a stretched bow. His action

killer moved back slowly and said, "The stab just now probably injured

stepped back slowly and

she would die, and so would you. Right now, I just don't want to get entangled with you," said the killer while

weapon is not a dagger, but a

Natasha who was lying on the ground bleeding profusely,

retreated more than

is about twelve thousand miles away, and it is the end of

had withdrawn another fifty

Natasha, and the killer walked into the darkness and

the killer's breath, but he still didn't catch up. If he

you pay. At least, I will only humiliate you, but not

the lower edge of Natasha's chest. The severe pain stimulated Natasha, who was in a coma, to take a big breath. As her body convulsed slightly and curled

abdomen which was not bleeding so badly, lifted her up from the ground, and took another look

wound was about an inch

send her to

Nathan shook his head.

her in his arms, he walked to his car.

good use of the excellent performance of the

like silver lightning and went

experts were waiting at the entrance of the

onto the hospital bed and

operation. During the operation, he was surprised, "What kind of hemostasis technique is this? It makes the blood loss so slow! The liver