Billionaire's Match

Chapter 688

"Like showing off, huh? You-stand up." The man pressed the barrel of his gun to Khloe's forehead. Nick's chest tightened painfully, but fearing that any reaction might set the man off, he could only watch helplessly as Khloe, trembling and drenched in cold sweat, slowly rose under duress. Her eyes flicked toward the elderly woman struggling on the floor.

The man glanced at Khloe, then shifted his gaze to Ryan, sitting rigid and tense in the middle of the bus.

"You, get up. You, sit in his seat." The man ordered Khloe and Ryan to switch places. Ryan's eyes widened in shock.

His body trembled violently at the command, but he didn't dare move. The man's patience snapped. "Hurry up! Or I'll blow you away first!" Ryan gritted his teeth, leapt up, clasped his head, and dropped to his knees, gasping for air. The next instant, nothing happened. Khloe, with the gun still pressed against her forehead, was forced into the seat Ryan had just vacated.

move." The man's cold voice hissed in her ear. He turned toward Nick with a mocking smirk and casually picked up a small black device blinking with

"beep" sounded from the device in the man's hand. A foreboding chill ran through Khloe. Her brows knitted as she felt a subtle

man's accomplice stepped forward from behind.

into his face. The

"What the hell are you doing?! Do you

The man wiped his mouth with a shrug, letting

been activated. The moment you leave it. you'll be blown to pieces!" The words froze everyone on the bus. The middle-aged man

it would detonate if he moved-but the man had left a final safety mechanism. Without triggering it, leaving the