After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 959

Chapter 959

The first day of the live broadcast show was a hit.

The number of people in the live room originally had only one or two thousand online, then it increased to four or five thousand, then to ten thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand...

When they went to sleep at night, there were even five hundred thousand online!

"You can't live broadcast while you sleep, so we're off now, we'll start the live broadcast in the morning."

After the live broadcast ended, the netizens were still not satisfied.

As the night fell, the heat of the day faded away, and the night in the mountains felt exceptionally cool.

Especially where they lived in the bamboo house, the cool breeze was refreshing, and covering themselves with a blanket at night felt quite nice.

Everyone had been climbing mountains and doing physical labor during the day, so many of them fell asleep as soon as they got into bed.

After Sylvia and Franklin took a bath, they lay down on the bed.

The night spread over the earth, and the faint moonlight was like a white veil.

The night wind occasionally rustled the bamboo forest in the mountains, and the sound of rustling continued.

With a gentle breeze, swaying trees, flickering shadows, everything seemed distant and peaceful, adding endless charm to this late-night mountain village.

Suddenly, a light and shallow sound of footsteps quietly echoed.

A group of dozens of black-clothed masked men surrounded the largest double-layer bamboo house in the village.

The man at the forefront with red eyes above the black cloth said, "Kill!"

Just then, the sound of darts came flying through the air.

Before they could react, several black-clothed men directly made low howling sounds, plopping to the ground and not getting back up.

The leader of the black-clothed men was startled, and he stared at the fallen companions with red eyes full of hatred, gritted his teeth, and shouted their names, "Franklin! Sylvia!"

Upon the roof of the bamboo house, a man stood against the wind, with a high nose and thin lips tightly pressed into a line, his expression calm and composed from start to finish, as steady as a mountain.

A mocking and disdainful female voice suddenly sounded in the cold night, "It's so late, can't people rest in peace. You are getting more capable day by day, even when we come out to run a program we have to be hunted down."

As soon as the voice fell, with a creak, the door of the bamboo house opened.

A tall and slender figure stepped out from inside.

Her features were clear and cold, colder than the moonlight, her delicate features seemed to emit light on their own.

Sylvia's stunning face exuded a sharp murderous intent, "Unfortunately, they are just a bunch of clowns, overreaching themselves. There are some people who you can never hope to be compared to in your entire life."

Listening to her arrogant words, the leader of the black-clothed men's eyes were burning with rage. They had finally found this remote mountain village after receiving orders, and caught such a good opportunity.

Neither Franklin nor Sylvia had brought any subordinates with them. It was just the two of them, husband and wife.

They didn't expect that they would bring dozens of people, only to lose half of them before making a move?

The husband and wife joined forces, indeed living up to their reputation!

"No more nonsense, this day next year will be the anniversary of both of you."

Franklin, who had been silent, finally raised his head slowly, his eyes sharp as an eagle, standing in place as if he were a god looking down on all living beings.

"Just on you two?"

With that, he leaped down. In his eyes, the two-story building seemed as flat as the ground.

Without giving these black-clothed men any time to react, he plunged into their formation, the pale moonlight reflecting in his pitch-black eyes, his chilling and cold stare causing the pupils of the black-clothed men to suddenly constrict.

At the same time, Sylvia also made a move with great tacit understanding.

Instantly, the killing intent soared.

Franklin's skill was amazing, with every move lethal, as if the God of Death had descended!

After a few clashes, the remaining black-clothed men also fell to the ground in halves. Large patches of blood soaked his black clothes.

However, he remained completely unaware, decisive in all his actions!

The leader of the black-clothed men became more and more alarmed as he watched, as his attacks became more and more frantic.

In the chaos, he suddenly grabbed a subordinate next to him, blocking Franklin's fierce attack. The subordinate's blood sprayed onto his face, a ruthless glint passing through his eyes. He flicked the white powder hidden in his palm, directly towards Franklin!

"Honey, be careful!"

Sylvia shouted, but it was too late.

Franklin stumbled, his knee hitting the ground, his blood-red eyes cold, but his thin lips visibly starting to turn purple, then black...

Clearly, he had been poisoned!

Sylvia stared coldly at the leader of the black-clothed men, "You're looking for death!"