High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"You think he loves you now, don't you? Well, I will completely subvert your self-righteousness!"

"If you have any tricks, just use them, and I will accompany you to the end."

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The dark night hides all sounds.

The hustle and bustle of the city has faded away, like a lonely empty city. Under the cover of the ink-like night, two figures flew out from the dead corner of the yard monitoring at an incredible speed, vigorous as ghosts.

Sensitively avoiding the patrolling guards, he accurately found the target person's position under the display of the precision instrument panel in his hand.

The luxurious villas are as bright as daylight, and the patrol bodyguards are all tall and strong men with formidable faces, all equipped with a walter ppk in their hands, staggered in pairs, and frequently exchange patrol positions.

Every corner of the villa is strictly guarded.

The two black shadows cooperated tacitly, dodged behind the patrolling bodyguard, aimed the silencer at the temple, and killed him with one shot.

Quietly put down the bodyguards one by one, and the two came to the master bedroom, "Kacha——"

The door lock twisted and made a slight sound.

"Who?!" Two tall and strong men rushed out of the bedroom, holding a micro-charger in their hands and aiming at the door.

"The person who wants to kill you." A magnetic and enchanting male voice sounded, and a blood flower bloomed between the eyebrows of the fierce-looking strong man.

"Boom—" he fell back, his eyes widened in resignation.

The sound alarmed the people in the bedroom. A Russian middle-aged man quickly got up from the bed, picked up the pistol on the bed cabinet, and shouted sharply: "Who is it?!"

"Reaper." Xin Chang's figure kicked away two strong men who fell to the ground, and walked in.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in astonishment, and he pointed at the man: "Are you K?"

The man aimed at his own heart without fear, and approached him leisurely.

The middle-aged man took a few steps back in fear, and growled: "Why did you kill me? Who ordered you to come here? I'll give you ten times the price. Let me go!"

"Who ordered me to come? That's a good question." The man chuckled, his eyes turned cold instantly, and his slender fingertips spun a delicate silver pistol in a circle from the air, aiming it at the man's forehead.

"Unfortunately, I can't answer for you. Go to hell and find the answer."

"Do not--"

"boom--"

"boom--!"

The two shot at the same time, the man avoided it lightly and was unscathed, the pupils of the middle-aged man bulged, the pistol fell, and a blood flower bloomed enchantingly between his eyebrows.

"One, two, three..." The woman's cold voice counted casually.

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man fell to the ground with a bang, and never got up again.

The gunshots alarmed the bodyguards in the yard, and the alarm sounded in the villa for a while, and dense footsteps came from downstairs.

Catherine slightly curled her lips, "Kristen, you've regressed, it took two minutes to eliminate the target."

The coquettish man's lips curved seductively: "Catherine, I think it's not about my regress now, but about running away."

After all, the two turned over from the balcony in tacit agreement, landed neatly and steadily into the yard, and quickly disappeared into the night like ghosts.

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Back in her apartment in downtown London, Christine changed into casual home clothes, sat on the bar counter, propped her head on one hand, and slowly swirled the wine in the glass with the other.

Catherine came out of the bathroom and went to the bar to pour a glass of brandy: "In a bad mood?"

Christine let out a 'huh', and looked at her with confusion in her long and narrow eyes: "Catherine, can you cook sweet and sour fish?"