Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 136 Help

"Noah, don't come back tonight. I'm going to stay somewhere else tonight." Christy called Noah.

Noah seemed to have just noticed the location she had sent. He soon figured what was going on, so he didn't ask any further and just said, "Send me the location when you're there." "Okay."

Hanging up, Christy asked, "Where do I live?"

Emily said, "The Scavo's."

Christy looked at the cold-faced man in the back seat through the rear-view mirror and asked, "Do I have any other choice?"

Emily asked, "Where do you want to live?"

"His place." Christy pointed at the robot in her palm.

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Emily refused, "No."

"Alright then." Christy sat in her seat, her eyes gently closed after she looked out the window at the pitch-black streets illuminated by the lights.

The little robot sat obediently in her palm, tilting its head as if it was looking at her sleeping face.

On the other side.

Noah hung up the phone. He was half lying on the ground, his back against the wall. He kicked the person beside him and asked, "Did you call the police?"

Ferne, who was half lying on the side, blew on his skin and bloody joints and replied exhaustively, "Yes."

More than twenty people were lying in front of them. They didn't die but all fainted. Some of them woke up because of the pain. Unfortunately, they couldn't walk. They could only drag their broken legs and crawl forward.

An hour ago.

Noah spent the entire afternoon in front of the computer. He kept the remittance bill, from Elsie to a company. It was a fake company and he used his own card. Afterwards, the money was transferred to Emily. He also kept the second remittance bill. He erased the transaction record on the computer and sent a message to that person.

"It's done."

Previously, he and Christy had fabricated a financial company, an online transaction, and a complete set of online product introductions using a computer to earn some money. Christy was responsible for contacting all male clients and Noah captured the hearts of all female clients. If the product lost money, no client would be unhappy if they made a phone call.

However, most of the custo ners only invested 40, 000 to 50, 000. Few would invest more than 100, 000 or fewer than 10,000.

One day, he received a phone call.

"Five million down payment. There will be another five million after this is done."

The other party did not say anything but arranged for Christy and him to stay in a luxury villa. The wardrobe was filled with high-end clothes, followed by business cards, the company, and a stack of photos of Elsie.

It wasn't difficult to deal with Elsie, but it was the first time they made such a big deal. If they were caught, he knew how many years he would be sentenced for this crime. Therefore, the moment he accepted this deal, he had already prepared for the worst.

However, if the Britts did not call the police, they would be able to avoid a calamity.

If the person behind him wanted to kill them after the thing was done, he had to take precautions in advance. He planned to take the money invested by Elsie for himself, but he didn't expect that Emily would come out halfway. He underestimated the little girl, and he didn't expect that there was such a strong backer behind her, Mr. Vincent.

He would rather cooperate with the Scavos than contend against them.

Moreover, he guessed that the person behind this was trying to destroy the Britts. He didn't care about the five million. After all, that person paid a commission of ten million, and as a mercenary, whether he could survive and get that money was also a problem.

However, as long as the Britts did not discover, he and Christy were both safe. If that person found out that the card in the company account was empty and the money had already been transferred... that man could only endure because Noah and Christy could not die yet. If it happened, he would remember it such a stuffy loss.

Of course, if he asked, Noah had the right to speak. After all, there would be five million after the thing was done.

Noah copied all the important information on the computer, then formatted the computer, pulled out the USB drive, and walked out with his wallet and phone.

He had to hide the USB drive.

Coincidentally, he saw Ferne almost as soon as he finished hiding the USB drive and was about to go to the Dalton Hotel to "negotiate" with him.

At dawn, Ferne appeared in a dark alley of a bar street. He held a cigarette in his mouth and watched quietly as a group of hooligans forced a little girl wearing a long sweater skirt to a corner and asked her to hand over her phone and wallet.

"If you're men, rob a man. Don't bully women. All of you have mothers, right?" As soon as Ferne opened his mouth, the group of hooligans stopped moving and turned back.

The punk-look man didn't understand what he was talking about. He could only show the knife in his hand and shout to him, "Give me your wallet!"

"That's right. That's how you should behave." Ferne slowly took out his wallet.

The punk-look man still didn't understand. He tilted his head and asked. His brother heroically repeated, "He praised you for being good."

"Holy shit!" The punk-look man angrily slapped his brother in the face.

"It's not me. It's him. He said it!"

Ferne looked up blankly, "What? What did I say?"

Noah said, "..."

The punk-look man walked towards Ferne with his brothers and snorted coldly, "You like this girl, right? Do you want to save her?"

The little girl was frightened to death. Suddenly, she saw Ferne's handsome face that looked like a good person. She immediately hugged his arm and shouted in fear, "Help me..." Ferne had just pulled out his wallet. Before the punk-look man took his wallet, Ferne changed his wallet into another hand and showed everyone his ring finger. "Sorry, I'm married." "Who wants to know if you're married or not!" The punk-look man reached out impatiently to snatch his wallet. "Give me the wallet!"

"Wait a moment." Ferne stuffed his wallet back into his pocket. He carefully took off his ring and said to them, "Take off all the things on your hands."

The punk-look man was confused.

As well as his brothers.

Ferne took off his ring and put it in his pocket. Then, he pushed the little girl stuck to his arm and said, "Wait by the side."

The little girl didn't know whether she was frightened or not, but when she heard this, she became even closer to Ferne.

Ferne sighed helplessly and said towards Noah, who had been standing across the street for a while. "What are you looking at? Why don't you come over and help?"

Noah said, "..."

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What a joke. Ferne should thank him for not beating him up with those men. Why should he help?

Noah bit the filter tip of the cigarette. Although he was reluctant, he came over step by step. His face was stinky and cold. It seemed that he was not here to help Ferne but to chop him down.

The little girl nestled in Ferne's arms raised her head and saw Noah. In contrast, Noah made people feel more secure. Furthermore, he looked stronger than the man beside her. She immediately relaxed her grip on his arms and ran towards Noah anxiously.

Ferne was wordless.

Holy shit!

Noah changed his cold expression as he comforted the woman gently, "It's fine. Don't be afraid."

Ferne was wordless again.

Holy shit!!

The punk-look man was on guard while seeing that Noah brought that girl to the side and waved at them, "You guys continue."

Ferne said, "..."

The punk-look man said, "..."

Although he didn't know what the hell was going on between them, at this moment, it was many-for-one. The punk-look man looked at Ferne arrogantly and said, "Hurry up and hand over your wallet!" After thinking for a while, he said to Noah, "And you! Hand over your wallets!"

There was only a dim yellow lamp in the dark alley. The autumn wind was bleak and the shadows were hazy.

Almost at the moment when the punk-look man turned to look at Noah, a younger brother beside him suddenly fell to the ground without any warning.

"What's going on?!" the punk-look man pulled out a knife and looked around, guarding against both Noah and Ferne.

A younger man behind him pointed at Ferne with trembling eyes and said, "It's him. He's too fast, I can't see him..."

Noah's expression changed.

Damn it. The move this guy used was the one that ambushed him in the hotel last time.

Ferne recalled something after he had finished fighting. He shone eight teeth at Noah as if he was going to endorse Colgate in the next second. His fair teeth shone brightly in the dim light.

The punk-look man moved his brother to the side, kicked another brother beside him, "Go!"

Many of his brothers surrounded Ferne. Although Ferne had indeed slacked off a lot in the past two years and hadn't trained much, he was still more than enough to deal with this group of hooligans ... My hat!

The six of them clamped down on his hands and feet, pressing him against the wall in a large shape. The punk-look man walked over with his knife. He smiled sinisterly and said, "Go on!"

Ferne was now aware of the feeling of being unable to move. He couldn't help but look at Noah, "What are you looking at! Hurry up and save me!"☐☐☐