Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face
Chapter 121 Being Chased

Murphy followed.

"Young master, you haven't fully recovered. It's not save for you to go out. It's not good if you are in danger again. Let me follow you."

"Don't you see the key is in my hand? I want to be alone today. You stay here and take care of her. Don't follow me." James swaggered out of the door. 'What's wrong with the young master? Why is he so strange?'

When Emily arrived at the Emperor Building in a hurry, she rushed in as soon as Murphy opened the door for her.

"Where is James?"

"Young master is out."

"Ha ha, is it interesting to play hide and seek with me? How childish he is! " Emily sat on the sofa, out of breath, drinking the water that Murphy brought to her.

"Well, young master is indeed busy. Why don't you stay here and wait patiently?"

"Well, I won't wait for him. I've tried my best to explain to him clearly. If he wants to be like this, I have no choice but to stop looking for him. I'm going out to play." Then Emily took out her phone and called Lisa and Justin.

She wanted to ask them out to play together. It was such a good Saturday with such good weather. She didn't want to waste it.

Watching Emily leave, Murphy wiped the sweat on his forehead. What was going on between these two people? It was hard to please them.

On the street, James bowed his head and walked slowly. In fact, he didn't just come out to have fun. He did it on purpose. He didn't believe that those people who wanted to kill him wouldn't show their true colors after he wandered on the street alone for so long.

"Brother, sister, do you know where the royal family is?"

"Uncle, aunt, do you know where His Highness is? How can I replace him?"

"Excuse me..."

A girl with dirt all over her body, like a little beggar, kept asking.

"Hahaha..." Most of the people burst into laughter.

Disdainful laughter and strange eyes frustrated her self-esteem.

In the end, she didn't dare to ask.

She kept walking on the street with her tired body. The sun was scorching her skin.

She was so hungry and tired.

'Brother Jim, where the hell are you? How can I replace you? I have no strength.'

The little girl walked aimlessly.

"That little girl is there. Go and kill her." Suddenly, a group of bodyguards wearing sunglasses rushed over with guns in their hands, which scared the passers-by.

Hearing the sound, the little girl turned around and looked at the devils who had destroyed her family.

She trembled with fear, stepped back and ran away.

She must run away. Grandpa told her that only if she ran out to replace Jim, the Royal Highness, could she be protected for a lifetime.

"Help! Help! Help!" Rita kicked away the broken shoes.

She didn't have time to put on her shoes anymore and ran barefoot on the ground. In order to escape, she had to run as fast as she could so that she wouldn't be caught by the people who had murdered her grandfather.

"Help!"

"Hurry up! She's over there! Hurry up!"

"She's here. She can't run away. Only when the problem is solved at one time can we get rid of it."

The little girl ran into a dead end.

People swarmed over from all directions. She thought she was going to die here today. She was going to die before she saw her brother Jim.

Staying on the street, James keenly noticed this group of people.

They were chasing a girl. Damn it! They was chasing a beggar girl under his nose.

"Murphy, where are you?"

"At the headquarters."

"Bring a group of people here. I need them."

"Okay, young master. I'll be there in three minutes. Wait for me." Hearing that there was a mission, Murphy was instantly excited. He quickly contacted his men of the Dark Night Organization and set off.

James lowered his head and covered his handsome face with the hat.

Then he quickened his pace and followed the group.

"Ha ha, little girl, you have no way to escape, right? Today is your death date. Don't think about going anywhere. How dare you destroy our plan? If you dare to save James, you deserve to die." The leader threatened.

There was a dark gun in his hand, not one, but many, pointing at her head.

She was besieged and couldn't even fly out.

"Please, let me go. My grandfather has been killed by you. What else do you want? You bad guys." Rita cried hysterically. She didn't expect that she would experience so many things in such a short time. Last night, a group of people broke into their thatched cottage and killed her old and weak grandfather. Grandpa even fought with these people to protect her.

She tried her best to escape and followed grandpa's warning to replace the royal prince of this country, James.

She didn't expect that she would die miserably here without even seeing him.

'Rita, you are destined to live a hard life and end up like this.

Forget it. What's the use of crying? Has anyone ever saved you? Is there anyone who sympathizes with you? When you are in danger, everyone can run faster than a rabbit.'

The second before she died, she, Rita, a fifteen year old little girl, seemed to have comprehended the true meaning that many adults had not comprehended.

She closed her eyes and waited for them to shoot.

'Grandpa. I'm so useless. I'll come now to keep you company.'

"Kill her!" The leader waved his gun.

"Stop!" A stern voice came from behind.

The bodyguards looked at a young man wearing a peaked cap standing behind them.

"Where does the boy come from? Why does he bother us? Why don't we kill him together?"

Hearing the noise, Rita opened her eyes and looked at the familiar back. Tears welled up in her eyes. Was it the God who had sent someone to save her?

"It's not sure who will kill who." As James approached them step by step, he looked at the little girl in the middle and found that it was her.

The little sister who saved him.

"It's you." James took off his cap.

The people present burst into an uproar.

Several bodyguards with guns trembled, "Your Highness."

Oh, my god! How unlucky they were! When they were on a mission, they met His Highness himself. But the task assigned by their young master was to kill the girl and the old man, but he didn't say that they should kill His Highness.

What should they do?

The man in the lead blinked his eyes. They had already been found. It was better to kill His Highness together. Maybe their young master would reward them. "Brother Jim, it's you. Is it really you? I'm so happy that you come to save me." Rita rushed to him excitedly.

They had pulled the trigger.

"Damn it!" James immediately rushed over and kicked away the guns in the hands of those who were about to shoot.

Then he held Rita's collar in one hand and pulled her into his arms, protecting her tightly behind him.

To their surprise, although James had been seriously injured, his fighting skills hadn't weakened at all, or maybe even stronger. This was truly inconceivable.

Just as they were about to pick up their guns and chase after them, a gun suddenly appeared above each of them and pressed against their heads.

"Damn it!"

They regretted that they didn't move faster. Now they were all controlled.

"Don't move. If anyone dares to

move again, I'll shoot immediately." Murphy arrived on time with all the members of the Dark Night

Organization and quickly controlled

the current situation.

"Brother Jim, I finally replace you. I've been looking for you for a long time. Grandpa, my grandpa..." Rita threw herself into James' arms and sobbed.

Looking at her dirty face, James was

so embarrassed that he didn't dare to make a sound. When he heard her grandfather, his heart jolted. What happened to your grandfather?"

"My grandfather was killed by them. He asked me to look for you, but they chased me all the way here."

Rita told James what had happened to her briefly.

Clenching his fists, James looked at them angrily. Damn it! They dared to kill his savior. Was it because they saved him that they wanted to revenge on them?

That was to say, he indirectly killed her grandfather and almost killed Rita.

Guilt was written all over James' cold face. He touched Rita's head.

"It's okay. I'm here. I'll protect you from now on."

"Well, my brother Jim, you are so nice." Rita immediately turned tears into smiles.

"Whose men are you? If you tell me the truth, I can spare your lives."

James asked coldly.

"Ha ha, now that you have us today, we have nothing to say. You can't know anything from us."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" James continued. He didn't expect them to be so brave.

"Ha ha, even if we tell you, we still have to die. I might as well commit suicide."

"What do you mean by that? If you tell me, I can promise not to kill you and let you go back."

"Ha ha, young master has poisoned all of us. We need to take antidotes on time. Even if we tell you, we still can't get the antidote when we go back. This is our loyalty."

James looked at them in shock. He didn't expect the organization to control its subordinates in such a despicable way.

"Maybe after you tell me, I can also help you remove the poison from your bodies."

"Ha ha, no need, because..."

Before he could finish his words, the group of well-trained people fell to the ground, foaming at their mouths. They died miserably.

Rita covered her eyes and didn't dare to look.

In the past two days, she had faced the death of her grandfather and so many people. How could she not be afraid?

"Young master, they are all dead."

"Well, deal with them." James had expected this. But he didn't expect that this organization would train such people.

It made him feel a sense of crisis.

"Brother Jim, I'm so scared. I will be alone in the future. What should I do?" Rita gripped his sleeve tightly as if he was her family.