Millionaire In Love With Me

When the bodyguard saw that Melody Lora was not a match for Margarita Jones, he couldn’t help but feel a little worried.

But Margarita Jones’ gaze fell on the bodyguard who had just caught the pistol, only to see her slowly walk over, a carefree battle-ready stance, until close to the bodyguard, she raised her leg fiercely side kick to the bodyguard’s head, the kick was fast, vicious and accurate, directly knocked the bodyguard to the ground.

At the moment he fell, Margarita Jones stepped forward and snatched the gun out of his hand.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Just hear the sound of several gunshots, all five bodyguards in front of you fell down!

This time, Melody Lora really saw what it means to hit a hundred times.

She stood mute and looked at Margarita Jones with horror in her eyes, “You … you …”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

The bodyguards who fell to the ground died three, two wanted to pull out a pistol from behind, but Margarita Jones people have walked in front of them, mercilessly a foot on the chest of one of them, leaned over and pulled out a pistol from behind that person, bang, hit the bodyguard brow, that person instantly killed.

“Miss run, run.”

“Well … little … sister, run!”

“Run.”

“Call … for help ….”

The bodyguard who was initially fainted by Margarita Jones woke up, along with the one bodyguard who was shot and didn’t die, and three others.

And, of course, the terrified Melody Lora.

“You’re despicable!”

Melody Lora gritted her teeth and said, while her steps backed up, suddenly turning around and running.

Bang!

She had just run two steps away when a bullet hit the bend of her leg, and she fell to the ground with a weak body.

The sound of a gunshot, echoing in the abandoned factory building, was extraordinarily clear and piercing, as if a call from hell, invisible to make people fearful and chilling.

“Run? Heh, where do you want to run?”

Margarita Jones looked back at the hanging Lincoln, who was still unconscious, covered in bruises and blood, his original face could not be seen.

If it weren’t for the clothes and hair, she would have been afraid she was mistaken.

Margarita Jones walked over, holding Lincoln with one hand, fished a dagger out of her pocket and cut the rope, laying Lincoln gently on the ground.

At that moment, Margarita Jones glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the bag of salt, as well as the bucket of water.

Her face suddenly clouded over, her good-looking eyes narrowed slightly, and glanced at Melody Lora, who had risen from the ground and was trying to escape.

Margarita Jones smiled.

Her red lips pulled out a curve and her smile was grim and scary.

The woman slowly stood up, ignoring the blood stained on her body, glanced down at the dagger in her hand, and then with a twist of her finger, the dagger flew straight out and struck Melody Lora’s back with precision.

“Ah!”

Melody Lora screamed in pain and fell to the ground once again.

The three bodyguards who were still alive walked over carrying their weak bodies and helped her up from the ground, “Miss, go!”

“Go? Ohhhh …”

Margarita Jones laughed, “Where do you want to go?”

She stepped on her high heels, her heels making a clattering sound on the ground as she slowly approached.

The sound of her footsteps was like a waiter from hell coming to claim her life, making people’s hearts jump.

Margarita Jones picked up the baton from the front of the car and walked towards the men, raising and dropping it, knocking two bodyguards unconscious with a few thumps.

The bodyguard with the gunshot wound took a look at Margarita Jones and then at Melody Lora, and then lunged at Margarita Jones with his wounds covered, but when Margarita Jones raised the bat, the wounded bodyguard took a step, only to see the eyes of the pair of eyes flying around, and then fell to the ground and closed his eyes , pretending to faint.