Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 682

Another killer found the opportunity and pounced on him.

Sure, Luther would not sit and wait for his attack. He got up from the sky and flung a beautiful roundhouse kick, kicking the dagger out of the hands of the killer who was trying to sneak up behind him. Now against three desperate outlaws who could not care less about their life, Luther did not keep his edge for long.

After a few rounds, although he had knocked down one of the three, he also suffered a lot of injuries. His arms and calves had all been cut by their sharp knives.

Joyce saw it from a distance and thought to herself, "Now Luther is holding off the rest of the killers. If I can take the opportunity to knock down Ricky, then there will still be hope for today."

She knew that this was quite a remote place, and thus it would take a long time before Franklin and the others could come from the police station. Now they had come to the end of today's fight, she could not waste even a moment.

It seemed that it was quite impossible for them to hold Ricky off until their support arrived.

They would have to work it out themselves.

While she was watching Luther's movements, she saw that he was inadvertently wounded by a dagger a few times, and she was inevitably a little anxious.

He humiliated her, violated her, insulted her, wronged her, distrusted her, and hurt her. She could still remember clearly what happened today.

She signed the papers, took the divorce certificate, and now they were no longer a couple either.

Why should she be concerned about this man?

She should hate him to the bone.

She should want to kill him instead.

He was injured, even if he died, and it should not be a concern for her.

But then why did he come here?

She did not want to think too much about it, and she could not have an answer even if she did.

Just now, when the killer sneaked up on her, he did help her and stop the killer, otherwise she would have been killed by now.

She knew that Ricky wanted them all dead and would never have any mercy for them.

At the moment.

Ricky was determined to kill Joyce. He looked around for her, and he would raise his gun and shoot whenever he found the slightest trace of her.

"Bang-Bang!" Ricky never stopped shooting. Whenever the bullets hit the reefs, she could see the sparks right next to her.

Joyce was forced to hide and dodge from side to side, exhausted.

Under a continuous barrage of bullets, she was forced to leap behind a boulder, when suddenly she slipped on her feet.

Fortunately, she was quick enough to grab the tip of a protruding stone in time so that she did not fall.

Only, she had a strange feeling. Just now it felt like stepping on the air.

With a start, she turned around and looked back, and she was instantly stunned and covered in cold sweat.

Behind her it was all empty! Just less than half a meter away from her, there was a cliff! She had previously completely failed to notice that there was a cliff right behind some of the boulders. The cliff was immediately right behind the boulders!

Behind her was an endless, vast, magnificent sea. The dazzling golden daylight was sprinkled on the surface of the sea, flowing along with the waves.

At the edge of the dark blue water, a burst of waves rolled up and hit the reefs, leaving countless white bubbles.

The cliff went almost straight down and looked intimidating.

For a while, Joyce felt her legs were a little weak. If she had just jumped a little more, would not she have fallen directly?

It's horrible!

Gosh, what a peculiar terrain!

The stone forest was directly connected to the cliff! No wonder these rocks were all so strangely shaped, they were once reefs.

Her body shook violently, her heart wincing, and her hands firmly grasping the tip of the stone.

No, she must replace a way to hide somewhere else. It was too dangerous to stay here. She might easily fall straight if she did not pay enough attention.

At that time, however, one of the killers, who had been tangling with Luther, suddenly spotted Joyce.