After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

The setting sun is gradually setting, and the golden remaining light shines on the earth, and also projects the silhouettes of high-rise buildings on this elegant but secluded road.

At the back of Fu Mosheng and Zhan Beiming's car, one after another very dazzling red Ferraris drove up. The sweet sound of the engine stopped for an instant. One of Fu Mosheng's men turned around and wanted to tell the rest of the crowd to come over and take a look. During the excitement, he saw the car door open and Ji Liang come out.

The subordinate immediately shut up and had nothing to say.

Inside the Land Rover, the man continued to be irritable, and his voice was very sickly and rough, but soon it became hoarse and fragile.

X finally got tired.

He started running away in front of the bank in the early morning without eating a bite of food or drinking a drop of water.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were extremely fierce and sharp.

A keen intuition made Fu Mosheng and Zhan Beiming close their eyes at the same time, squinting at the Land Rover.

Suddenly, the car door was kicked open from the inside, and a tall man who was at least [-] meters tall got out of the car. After getting out, he tilted his upper body slightly towards the inside of the car and took something out from the passenger seat.

The light of the setting sun is projected on it, and the reflected light pierces people's eyes.

After seeing what it was, Leng Wuyou immediately covered his mouth. It was such a big machete!

Ji Liang was also frightened and was so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

Wei Yan was the calmer one among them. She watched X approaching without blinking.

Although I have seen high-definition photos of him, they are not as vivid as the real person in front of me, and the ferocity in his movements is even more compelling.

Zhan Beiming walked forward at this time, and Leng Wuyou whispered softly: "Isn't this dangerous?"

Wei Yan didn't know that fighting with the long machete with his bare hands was terrifying no matter how he looked at it.

But when I think about Zhan Beiming's background and experience, it seems... not so scary anymore.

X's footsteps paused. He liked this kind of silent atmosphere. There was a sense of intimidation emanating from him.

But he never expected that someone would dare to come towards him at this time.

The sunlight moving more and more westward made Zhan Beiming's bronze skin even colder. His height was also approaching [-] meters, and his cold eyes without temperature made X involuntarily tighten the knife in his hand.

As a killer's intuition, he felt that the man in front of him had many lives in his hands.

The same cruelty, the same ruthlessness, the same decisiveness.

However, the opponent does not have a knife!

The sharpness and murderous intent in X's eyes suddenly became stronger. He raised the knife in his hand and rushed forward, intending to strike first. He raised his arm and looked over Zhan Beiming's head.

Leng Wuyou dared not look, so he narrowed his eyes and hid behind Wei Yan and Ji Liang.

Wei Yan's eyes were very cold and he looked at them closely.

Just when the blade of He hit X on the lower abdomen with his arms, then grabbed the wrist of X holding the knife, threw him sideways over his shoulder, and threw X to the ground.

Wei Yan's eyes brightened, and Ji Liang was also ecstatic.

Leng Wuyou raised his head and looked up, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he was upset for what he had just missed.

X fell heavily to the ground, and the machete in his hand had been taken away by Zhan Beiming.

Zhan Beiming raised his hand and threw the machete in his hand again.

A crisp crash sounded next to X. He raised his head and stared at Zhan Beiming.

Zhan Beiming raised his chin and motioned for X to continue.