Chapter 142
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 142
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She did not expect anyone to dare to impersonate Mitchell.
She stepped on the manâs hand and asked coldly. âWho are you? Where is Mitchell?â
âCaptain! Save me! It hurts! Ahhhh! It hurts!â the person being stepped on screamed, his voice
distorted in pain.
Following the manâs screams, the bed curtains in the room were opened, and the whole room lit up
instantly. The dazzling light from the window made people close their eyes subconsciously.
The person hiding in the room took the opportunity to hit Cynthia again.
They used the short window when Cynthia was distracted by the sudden brightness to hit her.
Boom!
However, Cynthia caught it before it even hit her.
Everyone was shocked.
F*ck!
What just happened!?
How did Cynthia catch it? Did she not close her eyes? Did it not take time to get used to the sudden
bright light?
Most importantly, would her hands not hurt after catching the stick?
âLet me ask one last time, who are you, who sent you here, and where is Mitchell now. Cynthiaâs hand
holding the stick was a little stronger, and her eyes looked at the six or seven people in the room
without much warmth.
After scanning around, she found that these people should be bodyguards of the security company.
They were wearing black uniforms, and each held a baseball bat in their hand.
Pity,
They were not very skilled.
The six people subconsciously looked at their team leader. âShould we tell her? Cynthia is quite
powerful.â
âDo we need to answer you just because you asked?â the tall and thin Captain said.
Both of them looked at their captain pitifully.
âCan we escape from Cynthiaâs hands before bragging about it?
One of the bodyguards screamed, âIt hurts!â
The other started to shake in fear.
What should he do? Should he ask for forgiveness?
âC-Captain Why donât you save us first and then talk to Cynthia? in this way, our lives arenât
threatened.â
He swallowed. He was really nervous for the first time on such a mission.
One of the bodyguards hurriedly said, âYes!â
Cynthia was speechless.
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Who hired this group of idiots?
Was he an amateur?
âAre you an idiot? She is holding your baseball bat, not your hand. Itâs fine if you let go!â the Captain
yelled. at the bodyguard, seething.
The rest of the bodyguards nodded in unison. âLet go.â
âButâ¦if I let go, sheâll get a baseball bat. Sheâs so fierce without a baseball bat. If she had it, weâd lose,
right?â
Everyone was speechless.
Including Cynthia
The Captain coughed lightly and ordered decisively. âThen you hold on to it, and we will talk about it
after our mission is completed.â
âFor the sake of collective honor, there must be dedication.â
âCome on, we believe in you.â
The teammates each gave him words of encouragement.