Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 791

Chapter 791

In the first 19 years of Crystal's life, she had always thought of herself as a person with a good temper until she came to City W and met a group of very unreliable people.

For example, the one sitting next to her now.

Crystal took a deep breath."... What do you mean by 'they're doing to take action'?"

Corey was very calm. "They are going to force us to stop and then kill you."

"?!" Crystal opened her mouth wide. "Aren't they your enemy? Why do they want to kill me?"

Corey glanced at her and said, "Because I can run away, but you can't."

Crystal,"..."

"You are superstitious, aren't you?" Crystal grabbed the seat belt and said, "If I die here today, I will become a ghost and stand by your bed every night!"

Corey grunted. "Then can you help me clean the cat? Anyway, it won't sleep at night and won't let me touch it."

Crystal,

"What's more, although I'm superstitious, I'm not afraid of ghosts."

Crystal hesitated for a moment and followed him out of the car. She was very careful and hid behind him. She was sure that if something happened, he could be used as a shield.

At this moment, Corey had no expression on his face. On the contrary, he looked cold and stern, full of killing intent, which was different from what Crystal had seen before. As he walked, he loaded the gun. When he reached the side of the Volkswagen's door, Crystal saw that the front of the car had been deeply sunken in.

This group of people must have realized that Corey was a tough guy, so when they hit his car, they didn't hesitate at all. They stepped on the accelerator directly and wanted to force him to stop, but they didn't expect that they would be the ones who ended up in such a way.

The hard stainless steel guardrail was twisted and deformed by the collision of the car, like a ghostly hand with bared fangs and claws. As the cold wind blew over, the pungent smell of gasoline, machinery, and rubber rubbing at high speed floated in the air.

Corey pulled open the deformed door of the driver's seat and saw that the people inside were all injured and bleeding. At this moment, they were still dizzy. Corey directly grabbed the collar of one of them, dragged him down, and threw him on the dusty road like a dead dog.