Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)
Chapter 877



"explosion!"


The sound of a huge explosion shook the city.


There was a cloud of smoke on the scene and there was debris everywhere.


The light from the fire illuminated the night sky.


Several cars exploded simultaneously and started a huge fire within seconds.


"Trs. Crawford, are you okay?”


Drake protects Gerald as they glide down a small slope.


Drake and Tyson take Gerald with them as they jump out of the car during a car accident just now.


Whoever was chasing them was completely insane.


"I'm fine, I guess!"


Gerald shook his head and he felt as if the sky was spinning.


"They're still hot on our ass!" Tyson was shouting at this moment.


Many black-clothed bodyguards brandished weapons as they rushed down the small slope of the main road.


“There are still sixteen of them left, brother. Let's deal with eight of them each. Mr. Crawford, start running north from our position! Mr. Lyle is already waiting for you under the hillside in the north. You can leave everything here to us! ”


Zack is here too!


Gerald felt moved.


At the same time, he also knew that he would only cause more trouble for Drake and Tyson if he continued to persist with them.


Therefore, he wasted no time in saying unnecessary goodbye. Instead, he gave them one nod before running north.


Ever since Finnley taught him some simple breathing techniques and five fighting moves, Gerald's physique became much larger than before.


Gerald exhausted all of his energy and strength as he desperately ran north.


"I'm almost there!"


Gerald gritted his teeth as he reminded himself.


However, the more he ran, the darker it became. At one point, everything in front of him became pitch-black.


Gerald suddenly missed a step.


After falling down like a sack of heavy potatoes, he was trapped in a mental daze.


Suddenly, a dazzling burst of car lights blinded him.


A few black-clothed bodyguards came and grabbed Gerald by the neck.


Gerald saw the license plates of these cars.


These cars belong to the extended family of the Yanken!


"It's all over! I have nowhere else to go now!”


Gerald closed his eyes, knowing that he had reached the end of his journey.


"Take him off!"


Desperation reached its peak when he suddenly heard the voice of the woman he knew.


Gerald's eyelids opened to confirm his suspicions.


"Xavia?"


gerald was surprised.


Xavia walked towards Gerald with her hands crossed in front of her chest.


“Hmph! Gerald, you would never have expected it to fall right into my hands, would you?” Xavia asked coldly.


"No, I don't" Gerald replied with a wry smile on his face.


“Gerald, oh how amazing you are. To be the Young Master of the Crawford Family, do you know how many people envy you? One word from you and the entire extended family will be annihilated. How shocked to see your pitiful little face here!” Xavia.


“Because I'm here, why don't you take me back to your house, so you can get all the praise for arresting me? There's no need for you to waste your time, say all that. Finally, a chance has come for you to take revenge!” Gerald responded with a bitter laugh.


The slap!


Xavia raised her hand and slapped Gerald in the face.


“You told me to shut up? Listen here, I will keep talking whenever I want to talk! I'm the one who shot here! Gerald, do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment? I've waited a very long time for the day where you will stand before me with your head bowed!”


The slap!


Xavia gave Gerald another slap using the back of his hand.