The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Lyra gritted her teeth. She didn't intend to reduce speed, but to speed up and dash forward, like she was determined to die with them together.

The two black cars in front of her saw her rushing straight ahead and were startled.

In the last two seconds before the impending collision, the two black cars moved backwards simultaneously by half a meter.

The gap between the two cars was just wide enough for the Santana to squeeze through.

No sooner had she breathed a sigh of relief than the two black cars quickly chased after her again.

Lyra tried to circle with them, but the Santana was simply no match for the two black cars in terms of speed, not to mention escaping from them.

She bit her lip, but her mind was extraordinarily calm.

Through the rearview mirror, she could see vaguely the number of people in the black cars.

Together with the driver, each black car and five people.

A total of ten people, all seemed to be sturdy men.

If she was gonna fight it in a hard way, she would certainly die. But if she used her wit to quickly settle the fight, she may have a 60% or 70% rate of winning.

This was inevitable, anyway, but she was not in a good mood today, so let's have a good fight!

Bring it on!

Having analyzed the situation, her gaze became steadfast. She chose to drive the car to the outskirts of an abandoned building and parked it there.

Two black cars came to a halt. The ten stout men got off in unison.

They were armed with rods and other weapons, all with fierce-looking faces.

Lyra leaned against the door of the car, arms crossed in a relaxed manner.

The crowd of gangsters were stunned when they saw her hot body under the white pencil skirt.

This deal today was indeed a one-way bet!

Lyra didn't panic at all, her eyes scanning across hem one by one, her red lips open, "Tell me first. Who sent you?"

The leader of the gang looked at her with lustful eyes, "Beauty, don't blame us. You've offended someone you shouldn't have."

Seeing that they would not reveal the name of their employer, Lyra did not bother to talk any more.

high heels and holding them in her hand in front of them, she

the ten gangsters raised their rods

"Honk!"

far away, suddenly sounded

in sight with an extremely

driver's seat now was

for his poor driving skills and had his salary

off the car with a handsome

he seemed to be walking with a swoosh of wind. Though he

were

He walked

instantly lifted their rods

she put her heels back on, and leaned against

to make a move,

fast. Within a few minutes, seven or eight were down, leaving the gang leader, highly alerted for

the bones of his hands, crackled, and his eyes were like the

leader was frightened by his stare; his legs trembled, and he

me. I can get lost now. I won't mess with that

in her high heels, grabbing the gang leader by the collar with one hand. She asked in a hoarse voice,

I don't know. We take any job as long as there's profit. I really don't

"Don't wanna tell me?"

other hand and instantly threw a hard slap on

the hawk-like eyes of Melvin next to him, he cried out, "Oooh, miss! No no no, Goddess Lord! I swear I really don't know. That person paid generously, asking us to take turns to rape you and

side and sent

bone cracked, the man spat out a large mouthful of blood

"Why didn't you

keep listening to that? These men are utterly disgusting! Do you

what was wrong with him, and he couldn't control his anger

divorced, at least she was his ex-wife. He wouldn't allow others to

questioned him for that. Didn't the

kindness of

after your kick. He hasn't even felt the pain at all. You're supposed to torture him while he's awake. Let him beg you for a quick death instead

Melvin was rendered wordless.

he was overthinking

kindness! She was

so you can

rolled her eyes at