My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1336

Chapter 1336

Hailed from Balaria, the Red Spiders were highly skilled assassins equipped with the latest weapons. One weapon, in particular, could supposedly kill a person three kilometers away.

Blaine asked suddenly, "There should be quite a few martial artists on that mountain. Are you confident in dealing with them too?"

The man in black scoffed. "Are you doubting our skills, Mr. Lowe?"

Blaine replied, "I'm just making sure.

fired,

"Our bullets are not ordinary bullets, you know. When a shot is these bullets can reach a target three kilometers away in just two seconds! So what if they're martial artists? They won't even have time

to react!

"But here's the catch. Our distance makes it tough to get a clear shot, and it's nighttime. We'll have to wait until daytime!"

Relieved at his words, Blaine said, "That's fine with me. I've wal long anyway. What's a few more hours?"

If he could not get what he wanted, he would destroy it.

'You brought this upon yourself, Melody,' Blaine thought.

Meanwhile, Nash and Melody lay awake in their tent at Octagon Mountain.

They hoped to have some time together, but there were too many

people.

Being rather drunk, Melody was teasing Nash, her hands roaming all over his body.

Nash grabbed her wrist and said, "You'd better stop what you're doing,

Melody."

Melody ignored him and got on top of him instead, causing Nash to get sexually aroused.

It was not the first time Melody flirted with him like this. In fact, they had made out a couple of times in her office in broad daylight.

Thanks to the alcohol kicking in, both of them gave in to the

temptation and started making out in the tent.

However, just as things were about to get good, Nash suddenly said with a frown, "Someone's coming."

Melody snapped back to her senses and immediately rolled over her side of the sleeping bag.

Covering herself with a blanket, she asked, "Do you smell somethin

She became unconscious before she even managed to finish her

sentence.

A pungent smell permeated the air. It was some sort of sleeping gas.

Nash pulled on his pants and walked out of the tent with a grim expression.

Luke was standing outside the tent with four to five men. The men

were all in the Great-Grandmaster Realm.

A twisted grin stretched across Luke's face as he thought about what he planned to do with Melody.

"M-Mr. Jackson, I think I saw somebody moving..." one of the men said anxiously.

Luke said, keeping his voice low, "That's impossible! I bought this

sleeping gas from Medicine Valley! The owner told me even martial artists can't-

All of a sudden, Luke stopped talking and stared straight ahead.

A figure was standing right in front of him, and it was none other than Nash himself.

Nash gave him a quick scan from head to toe and asked, "What are you doing here? What do you want?"

Nash remembered seeing Luke before. He starred as one of the

disciples.

Luke felt himself sobering up. He asked incredulously, "Y-You're

martial artist?"

To Luke, Nash had appeared out of nowhere. Only martial artists

could do that.

"I'm going to ask you one more time. What do you want?" Nash sai

coldly.

Luke tried to calm himself. He had brought four to five men, all of whom were great-grandmasters. Nash was outnumbered. He had no reason to be afraid.

He said, "I'm sure you've heard of the Jackson family? Well, I'm one of them. Anyway, let's get to business. I'm in love with your girlfriend. her? Name your price!" How much do I have to pay for you to leave

Nash frowned slightly and asked, "So you're here for my girlfriend?"

Luke replied haughtily, "That's right. Let me sleep with her for one

night and I'll pay you handsomely!"

Nash scoffed. "Wow. Seriously?"

Nash thought Luke was after Sienna. He never expected Luke to target Melody instead.

Luke sneered, "You see these men standing behind me? They're all great-grandmasters. I'd choose my words wisely if I were you!"

The five men released their spiritual energy, creating an energy field

around them.

Nash raised his hand, and five blades of sword forms appear in the air. With a wave of his hand, the sword forms stabbed towa men. The sword forms were aimed at their energy centers. The men collapsed to the ground howling in pain.

For a martial artist, their energy center was considered even mo

important than their life. Nash had just destroyed these men's en

centers.

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