Chapter 647 Bianca Seemed Troubled

Intense pain spread from Luke's head to every nerve ending in his body.

The bright red blood was a shocking sight.

Luke's eyes widened, seemingly in disbelief that he would be shot. The coldness that was spreading through his limbs also told him that the fall season in Moscow was a lot colder than A City.

Luke did not know which of his enemies would assassinate him in a foreign country.

As the owner of a multinational conglomerate, he was not a merciful person and had driven many to bankruptcy.

He had experienced his fair share of threats, but those were only child's play.

His head was so painful that it felt like it was going to explode. He was beginning to see hallucinations.

Sean and Mallory One's panicked screams and angry howls were fading in his ears.

The last image he saw was Bianca's fair and beautiful face.

On the top of a hill.

Wayne, wearing black shades, was dressed in a black combat suit that accentuated his burly figure.

His fierce and terrifying demeanor was intimidating.

Behind him, about ten of his subordinates were lying in ambush, wielding an assortment of weapons, i

Wayne smirked smugly as he blew the smoke from the barrel of his rifle.

The combat suit could not hide her curvaceous body, but the sinister look

know what you're

at Wayne's head with a pistol,

road, but before he arrived, the leader of the mercenaries fired a shot at an innocent civilian. That was almost certainly going

at her, twisted her wrist, and the pistol fell into

smooth face while choking her neck with his other hand. "Don't think that I won't lay a finger on you just because you're that old geezer's woman. I'll kill you all the same if you cross me! Don't ask me why I killed that man. I don't need a reason to

was his first time being obsessed with a woman, but when he was making out with that woman in bed, she was calling out Luke's name repeatedly. The incredibly possessive Wayne had never felt so

influence in the country, and

in the middle of his ambush.

as Wayne choked her. She felt as though Wayne really wanted to kill

Kassy's anger gradually diminished under the

a sharpshooter, and I never

not say anything in case she further offended

that man could be. Anyone who angered

feeling when she looked at the

man died. If he did not, she had a premonition

kitchen. Queenie did not want her to be affected by the oil and fumes and insisted that she take a break in the living

to spend with Queenie and insisted on

to go away and let her help with cleaning the ingredients in

pain in her stomach.

That was abnormal.

so painful no matter how violently the

left ear

supported herself with the table, and her face turned pale as though

be

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