After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 151 Fighting

After she finished, she violently pushed the wooden door open, and dozens of bodyguards with sharp knives rushed in, blocking the doorway with the intention to kill.

Seeing this, Charlotte hurriedly got up from the ground, went around Melvin, hid behind the group of bodyguards and accused him.

"Melvin, you've gone crazy for that woman! I really love you, but you insist on choosing her instead of me. I'm so sad. Don't worry. When you die, I will torture her to death as soon as possible to avenge you!" Her eyes were red, and her heart was angry and hateful.

Chad immediately stepped in front of Melvin in a guarded manner.

Their momentum backfired and Ashley was pleased about that.

"I heard you were injected with a special drug by her, and you can not fight. If it is true, your little follower is not only unarmed, beats 10 people, but also protect you. It's too laborious."

Indeed.

With Melvin's current physique, he can't even fight one not to mention ten people.

If they really fought, he estimated he would only hinder Chad.

Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was subtle. And the situation can be reversed in an instant.

"Bah!"

Chad glared at her with displeasure, "Do I need you to care if it's laborious? Not to mention ten, twenty more I can also fight!"

Ashley didn't even bother to look at him, but stared at Melvin behind him and continued.

"It looks like this news is true. Then she is too cruel to you. This kind of woman is worthy of your protecting? You and I are relatives. I will not do this to you, and I can't let you die here today, so wouldn't it be good for you to cooperate with us and get her killed together?"

Thinking of Lyra's delicate face, Melvin unconsciously smiled.

"Yes, she is not only hard-hearted, but also very mean. All her gentleness is left to Keith and others. All the anger and tyranny to me. Even so, I am willing. You and her, there is no comparison."

This comment made Ashley fired up, "Well then, you won't walk out of here alive today!"

The knife-wielding bodyguards behind her pressed forward aggressively.

Melvin half narrowed his cold eyes. To this extent, his deep dark eyes were still without a trace of panic.

He gazed at Ashley, "You don't really think that I didn't prepare anything before I came either?"

Chad placed his hand over his mouth and made a clear, bird-like sound.

A few seconds later, the wooden window was violently smashed open.

The loud noise startled Ashley and Charlotte.

Ted tumbled in through the window with five or six of his men and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chad, handing him a knife.

Because there was very strict control of firearms weapons in Crana's territory, the sound of gunfire was very noticeable, which led to the use of knives on both sides. Otherwise, once the fight started, it was all about who was shot to death.

Melvin's people had been with him for years, and were real fighters. Although they didn't outnumber them, no one was certain who would win once they were serious. The atmosphere was tense as the two sides faced each other.

Ashley was resigned.

It didn't look like it was going to be an easy night.

She was chagrined for two seconds, thought of something and laughed, "Cousin, there is something I forgot to tell you. The scene at the charity party today is not aimed at you. I'm afraid Lyra that bitch can not return home tonight."

Melvin's brows tightened and anger surged in his dark eyes, "What do you mean?"

Ashley giggled, "Literally, come on. Let's see which one of us have the better man!"

She waved her hand and the machete-wielding bodyguards quickly rushed up to fight Chad and Ted.

The scene was chaotic and blood was flying.

...

At the same time.

The Garden Hotel was far from Seaside Villa

Because it was evening and Lyra drank wine before, Eleven drove the car steadily and a little bit steadily.

But Lyra wasn't idle in the car either. She put the laptop on her lap, reviewing the Freeman group's recent financial statements.

Twelve yawned and was already a little sleepy. Eleven was still concentrating on driving.

There was very little traffic. The windows were not open and the car was quiet inside.

Passing Crane Bay Bridge, Eleven suddenly heard the very small ... sound of "tik"?

And the sound was coming from inside the car. At the beginning, the sound was slow but became more and more urgent to the end, like countdown. Realizing what was going on, Eleven's face changed dramatically.

"No! Miss jumped out of the car!"

The three reacted quickly and opened the car door to jump out.

The moment they rushed out of the car, the red Magotan exploded with a loud "bang" on the spot.

The impact was so strong that they were directly ejected two meters away.

Fragments of the car flew around after the explosion, and Lyra's right shoulder was unevenly cut by the flying debris.

The pain spread quickly from the shoulder to all the limbs.

Blood slid down from Lyra's slender arm, which was shocking.

Eleven and Twelve were terrified and rushed to get up to check on her.

"I can't believe I let Miss get hurt! I'll be damned!" Eleven slapped himself with chagrin.

Lyra held back the pain, "It's okay. It's not your fault."

The Magotan exploded, indicating that the car was pre-placed a time bomb.

By this moment, Lyra instantly figured out why the other side wanted to put on that show at the charity party.

Charlotte knew she couldn't hurt her, but she had to do it in public, just to force the bodyguards she brought to show up and take the opportunity to do something to her car. "Why are you still standing there!? Take the lady to the hospital!" Twelve yelled at Eleven.

The two picked up Lyra. Before they could walked forwards, suddenly they heard a rush of powerful footsteps approaching this way.

A tall men in black suits with machetes appeared in a well trained way.

The streetlights were dark. The night was gloomy, and the killing intent was rampant all around.

The road at both ends of Crane Bay Bridge was blocked, and Lyra was surrounded in the middle of the bridge, and was caught in a trap.

Eleven and Twelve let Lyra stand in the middle, and they respectively made a defensive position to their sides to the killer.

Lyra was not idle. She counted the people roughly and found there were twenty people on one side of the bridge.

After counting, she smiled, "I didn't expect him to give me such a surprise gift as soon as he arrived. Forty elite assassins just to kill a weak woman like me. He really looks up to me."

The killers on both sides had solemn faces and were silent, still pressing forward.

"Forty to three, not to mention my shoulder is injured. I have almost no chance of winning this."

Lyra smiled and that smile looked charming to the extreme. And her voice was even softer, "Anyway, I am a dying person. You guys at least tell me who he is? Let me be a ghost of understanding."

The leader of the killers walked ahead on the right side of the bridge and didn't hold back, "Miss Carroll, more than one people in the Lloyd family want you dead."

Did this mean that all the conspiracies were the decisions made by them in consultation?

Her long and curly eyelashes lowered, and she sighed softly. Her gorgeous face was beyond grievance.

"But I don't know what I did exactly. They've had to get me killed several times. I've left Suham, so why won't they leave me alone?"

The leader of the killers bowed his head.

When he looked up again, his expression became cold and ruthless.

"I'm sorry! You can ask Satan about these!"

"Go!"