My Substitute CEO Bride

It was Nash’s voice.

He was leaning against the car window, pretending to be frightened as he looked at the group of black-clad men.

Hera turned around and shouted at him, “This is none of your business! You’d better hurry and go…”

There was actually someone else in the car?

The leader of the black-clad men was startled. He looked up and just happened to meet Nash’s gaze.

He had not sensed this kid’s presence at all.

This kind of stealth technique was extraordinary, not something an ordinary person could do.

The leader of the black-clad men’s eyes revealed a cold glint as he coldly said, “Deal with him!”

Meanwhile, Hera looked at Nash with guilt.

These people were after her, and they were definitely here to kill and silence her. This poor guy probably would not be able to escape either.

One of the black-clad men yanked open the car door and reached out to grab Nash’s collar.

“Hey!”

Nash let out a helpless sigh.

The next moment, infinite killing intent burst out from his pitch-black eyes.

His fierce face was covered in a layer of frost, and his once youthful and sunny demeanor completely transformed into a chilling coldness.

A loud noise rang out just then.

The chest of the black-clad man caved in, and he was sent flying like a cannonball.

Nash was like an arrow leaving the bow, his momentum as fierce as thunder.

He moved as gracefully as a butterfly through flowers, instantly rushing into the crowd.

Like a dragon emerging from the sea, there was an overwhelming force that came with a single flick of his hand.

Wherever he went, a strong gust of wind rose, and the energy was as sharp as a blade.

“Attack…! Attack together…”

The leader of the black-clad men took two steps back, his voice slightly trembling.

However, as soon as he was done speaking, he saw all of his subordinates fall down one by one.

Within ten seconds, 20 well-trained assassins were all defeated!

“This… This isn’t possible.”

The leader of the black-clad men widened his eyes, a chill running up his spine.

The young man in front of him was still standing by the car. There was a gentle breeze blowing, and his clothes fluttered with the wind. The murderous intent from earlier had completely disappeared, and it was as if he had never made a move.

an unrestrained aura was definitely not something he

the black-clad men swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. He suddenly took a

of survival was

took a

suddenly felt a slow and

“Drats…”

heart sank, and for a moment, he seemed to sense the presence

Stage Two… Stage Five, Stage Six… Stage

Heavenly Circulation was at

Artist! How could Tili Mountain have a Grandmaster

placed a hand on his shoulder. His tone was gentle and calm as water as he

an instant, the divine

the black-clad men felt his liver and gallbladder shatter, his eardrums explode, and his blood vessels burst as if a thunderbolt had exploded beside

down on him, and

were smashed into the asphalt road, and the knees of the

let out a

doomed today, and falling into this

poison sac hidden in

out to pinch his

“What a pro!”

with tricky tasks overseas, he would encounter similar situations. He did not expect to encounter

men lying on the ground, her pale

looked incredulously at the man in front of

in the wind. There was a faint

reassuring, instantly calming

if nothing had

while, Hera regained her senses and looked at Nash,

taken aback and smiled,

corner of Hera’s mouth twitched slightly. A farmer who

was not in a state of mind to dig deeper into it now and quickly stood up, running to Skadi’s side. She held her

as pale as paper. She could feel her internal organs shifting, but

her aura and blood are flowing in reverse. I’ll have to

“You can heal too?”

a martial artist, it’s only

Hera bowed

middle of Skadi’s navel, below it, and the back of her head three

Skadi immediately spat out a mouthful of dark blood before

internal

how do you feel now?”

“Much… Much better.”

chest in astonishment,

now. Even if she were taken to the hospital, she would likely end up in the ICU. However, with just a few gentle taps from this guy, most of her

even Jonford’s very own renowned physician would pale

flow.

trace of contempt, and her gaze at

I’ll go change the spare tire. Let’s

“Okay,” Hera quickly agreed.

is very

this man had helped her, Hera was her best friend, after all. Nash’s origins were unknown, so it would not hurt for her friend to be

any ill intentions toward her. Otherwise, there would have been no need for him to