The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 690 Boom.

Pete’s eyes flickered with fear.

He could already guess who sent them before they revealed anything to him.

“Brother, I'm just making a living. If I've offended you in any way, please tell me...” Pete stammered, his entire body drenched in sweat.

He knew all too well about Bruce's methods.

Messing with him was equivalent to messing with the King of Hades.

The man in black smiled sinisterly. “You don’t have to be so nervous. Today, we're here to give you a chance to live.” “Whether you want to live or not depends on your choice.” “Understood...” The next day.

It was past three in the morning.

Marlowe and his gang stumbled out of a nightclub, completely drunk.

Two beautiful ladies supported him by holding his armpits. “Be careful, President Yanice. Where are we going for supper later?” In a drunken haze, Marlowe burped. “My house, of course. Hehehe!” “Oh my, President Yanice, you're so naughty!” The two beauties flirted and cooed.

“President Yanice, please get in the car. The bodyguard had already opened the car door.

The two beauties helped the swaying Marlowe into the car. Then, they followed suit and got in as well.

Pete’s face darkened as he ordered his bodyguards to enter the two cars behind.

Usually, Pete was in charge of Marlowe's safety.

They would have more than ten bodyguards during outings, but Pete had only arranged five to accompany them today.

The driver started the car and headed towards Marlowe's villa.

Pete and the other bodyguards sat in the car behind, leisurely following Marlowe's car.

In the car, Pete suddenly turned to the driver and said, “Drive slower!” “If we're any slower, we won't be able to keep up with President Yanice.” Pete glared at him. “I told you to slow down. Why are you talking so much?” “Oh, okay.” The driver subconsciously slowed down and maintained a certain distance from the car in front.

Soon, Marlowe's car drove past Silver Ring Avenue.

Meanwhile, Pete's cars were stopped by a red light, creating a gap between the two vehicles.

Pete looked at his watch. It was already four in the morning.

At this hour, there were hardly any cars on the street.

Especially the Silver Ring Avenue. Pedestrians were even rarer.

One could see the deserted road at a glance, and the dim streetlights added to the eerie atmosphere.

“President Yanice, you look so handsome!” “Come on, give me a kiss!” “Stop it...” Marlowe was in the middle of flirting with the two beautiful women.

“Boom!” Two black cars came rushing down the nearby small road.

The cars were speeding, heading directly for the back of Marlowe's car.

“Clang!” “Crash! Boom!” The cars collided forcefully with Marlowe's car, and without stopping, the driver slammed harder on the accelerator, ramming into Marlowe's rear repeatedly. Marlowe's car lost control and crashed into a flower bed before finally coming to a halt.

“Ah-ah!” The car erupted with screams.

The front and back of Marlowe's car were completely deformed, leaving debris scattered all over the ground.

Marlowe was scared out of his wits. Although the airbag in the car had been deployed, they were useless.

He was thrown forward, and the two beautiful women slammed against the car door.

“Ah... what's going on?” The driver had already fainted on the spot.

“Squeak...” Before Marlowe Yanice could get out of his car, another car came roaring up to the front.

Marlowe knew he was in trouble, and the effects of the alcohol had completely worn off.

In a dazed state, he looked around and realized that his car was blocked by the two cars in front and behind.

The car door opened.

Five or six burly men in black got out of the car, brandishing machetes as they approached Marlowe's car.

Immediately, Marlowe screamed in fear, “Pete! Pete! Where the f*ck did you go?” “Ah, help! Help!” The two beautiful women were even more frightened. They screamed in panic.

“Bang! Bang!” The black-clad men smashed the car window open with two blows.

One of the burly men reached in and dragged the terrified woman out of the car.

Then, without hesitation, they attacked Marlowe with vicious slashes.

“Ah-ah!” Blood splattered everywhere.

The beauty on the right screamed in fear and fainted on the spot.

“Ah, help! Help!” Marlowe wailed in despair.

Pete, who was only 200 yards away from Marlowe, remained seated in the car indifferently.

Marlowe had always treated them with contempt and treated them like slaves. He thought he could bumiliate them by paying them a meager income.

Now that he was being attacked, Pete and the few bodyguards intentionally delayed going to his rescue.

The black-clad men finished their attack on Marlowe.

Then, they grabbed him and dragged him out of the car.

Lying on the ground, Marlowe was losing consciousness.

“Vroom!” The car behind started its engine.

It directly ran over Marlowe's legs.

Afterward, the black-clad men swiftly got into their car and vanished in the blink of an eye.

The entire process took less than five minutes from the beginning to the end.

“Ah...” Marlowe let out a shrill cry and fainted from the pain.

Pete calculated the time. It should be done by now.

Only then did he call the driver to help. “Speed up. Cchase after President Yanice to protect him.