Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 180

It was quiet at night, and a speed chase was taking place in the suburbs of Athana. Three white motorcycles were chasing a black motorcycle madly. They chased one another and refused to give way to anyone. They even tried to knock down the other party.

The black motorcycle was in the middle while the two white ones were on its left and right. The third was right behind the three. In the darkness, the four motorcycles looked exceptionally conspicuous on the brightly lit road.

The roar of the four motorcycles together was so loud that the sound tore through the sky thunderously. It even startled the birds resting on the tree branches.

Only the black motorcycle in the middle had a single rider. The two motorcycles on either side of the black one had pillion riders. Those pillion riders were holding weapons and they kept swinging them at Natalie Foster. She revved hard to dash to the front and those two pillion riders altnost hit each other as they swung their metal rods. They were so angry that they cursed out loud.

“Fuck! This woman is crazy.”

“Cut the crap. Catch up quickly.” It wasn’t easy for them to get a live deal. They hadn’t had a job for a month, so they had to rely on this job to fill their tummies.

The motorcycle rider at the back was an impatient person. He went all out and hit the back of Natalie’s motorcycle violently. Her motorcycle was sent spinning a few times and she fell to the ground.

Natalie stood up as quickly as she could. She bit her lip and her eyes were filled with hostility. She clenched her fists and looked at the three motorcycles that had stopped. She counted a total of six people.

Thereafter, the six of them spread out strategically and surrounded Natalie. They then said in a depraved tone, “Beauty. you’re quite attractive. It’s a pity that you’ve offended someone. We have no choice but to take your life today.”

Natalie gave a steer. It was still not certain who was taking whose life today. “Not a bad idea. Can you allow me to send a message and say my final words?”

They were not fools. “You want to call the police? Do you think we’re stupid?”

Initially, Natalie wanted to fight for some time to practice, but it seemed like she would not be given a chance.

Just as the hitmen were mulling over this, two vehicles, a black Toyota and a Porsche, suddenly rushed out and knocked over the three motorcycles without any mercy.

The six of them noticed that something was wrong and glared at Natalie furiously. One of them shouted angrily, “Bitch, you called for help!”

Natalie had just fallen down and her jeans were dirty. She dusted them off nonchalantly. ‘Don’t malign me. I wanted to send a message to tell them not to come. Didn’t you say I’m not allowed to? Now you are blaming me.”

Those few guys gritted their teeth in anger when they saw her calm, breezy expression. However, they didn’t know who the other party was and didn’t dare to act rashly. They were just trying to make money and didn’t want to lose their lives.

Those few guys felt very torn between attacking and doing nothing. They could not call off the attack since they had already accepted the money. What if this person they offended was a big shot? They were not lacking in perception. They could tell with one look that the new arrivals were not ordinary people.

A man in black sportswear got out of the black Toyota and stood respectfully beside Natalie Foster. “Miss Natalie.”,

Natalie held her forehead in exasperation. Weren’t these guys a little too fast? She just wanted to give vent to her emotions a little. Why was it so difficult?

Following closely behind was the Porsche. After the car stopped, the headlights were turned on, illuminating the venue brightly. At this moment, the place was like a stage. No, it was an arena. Frank Roberts opened the door on the driver’s side and alighted. He was wearing a white casual shirt and a pair of black jeans. A cigarette was dangling from his mouth and he

a roguish air about him.

had

Hackett Blackwell alighted down from the passenger side. He was wearing a pair of light-colored jeans and a pink tee shirt. It made him look pink and tender. In Natalie’s dictionary, he could only be described as a pink bomb about to go off Without a doubt, Trevon Wilson must be here too. And speaking of the devil, the man showed up in his usual suit and leather shoes. He exuded an icy air as he walked around the front of the car and headed straight for Natalie.

Was this a fighting arena or a catwalk? These guys were clearly here to show off.

against the front of the car to watch the show. Right now, he wanted to remain

I asked you to come here and fight,

the fight. He said unhurriedly. “Wait for Trevon to finish his performance. Don’t

do. Alright

a cigarette and leaned against the side of the car. “Move

fucking butt?” Hackett alone occupied half

big butt is good

cast him a side glance discreetly. “If you can give birth. I’ll

to me. If I could give birth, why would I need Sherri Landor?

next second, Hackett started to show off with a look of superiority. “I already have a daughter. Are you envious? Are you

a man of few threatening words. He simply slapped Hackett on the back of his head outright. “You either shut up or go up and fight” This guy

with her side by side. Initially, he had called upon Frank and the others to come and clean up in the aftermath and he would leave with Natalie. In

of Natalie and turned

him, grumbling how could she get hurt when they arrived so fast. She asked in a low voice, “Can you stand aside? They can’t possibly escape, can they? Let me

sideways and met Natalie’s pleading gaze. Inwardly, he did not want to give in to her but outwardly, he said,

standing at the side. She raised her chin and said, “Stand by the car

be the hero and save the damsel in distress. In the end, I didn’t get to save

to hurt Natalic. If she was injured, these goons would be sent to hell in minutes.

Trevon walked toward their car. Natalie was warming up. Hackett grabbed Frank’s arm and shook it. “Fuck! Mrs. Wilson is taking charge all by herself! Then haven’t we come in vain? Mr. Wilson won’t have a chance to show

his arm clean. The corners of his mouth curled up. He concurred

Foster ask you

a rule in the underworld, and that is we can’t reveal

just disperse on its own? What do you

You even said just now that you wanted my life. This change in attitude

so she did not waste time anymore, “Alright. Since you guys

work. You still have to beat me up. Besides, if you’ve

continued, “Don’t worry. My greatest strength is that I keep my word. There is no need to worry at all” She herself

asked, “You have to keep your word.” They did

guileless expression. “Do I look like someone who doesn’t keep her

well take a gamble. When they left this place, they would definitely settle scores with that woman. How could she say that Natalie did not have any backers? They could tell with one look that those few people leaning against the front of

bet with Frank resentfully. “Do you think Mrs. Wilson will keep her

“No” Frank spat out his answer without hesitation. Even if she kept her word, this guy beside Frank and Hackett would not keep

boring Why is your answer

Trevon walked over and asked Frank for a cigarette. He lit it and held it in his mouth. In the end, three of the four men smoked and one

that Trevon was not worried at all and asked curiously, “Trevon, aren’t you worried?”

had created. He said slowly, “She will have to put in some effort. If she wants to vent,

give vent to all her negative

vehemently at Trevon in his heart. “Since you know that Mrs. Wilson can beat them, why did you call me here? To cheer her on?” He still wanted to go on a date. Didn’t this guy know that Hackett was still on probation? This was

still full of complants. If you don’t want to watch, just get lost.” This fellow

Natalie vented all her frustration on those goons

and continued to fight Natalie. She was like a tireless tiger beating them up

did she hire a bunch of useless trash? They

idea of Natalie’s