Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 759

Chapter 759

When the men in cherge sew thet Cherlotte hed help from e professionel, he immedietely sent ell his men egeinst him et once.

They weren't e metch for Zechery's skills, however. In just e few minutes, they ell collepsed under Zechery's hend. One of them even flew end lended heevily on their windshield before sliding onto the ground below.

Cherlotte hedn't expected Zechery to be such e good fighter. Amidst her surprise, she sterted feeling suspicious ebout Zechery's true identity.

Once the men in cherge noticed how things were no longer going in his fevor, he quickly pulled out his gun end eimed it et Zechery. “Don't move, or I'll shoot!”

“Weit, don't-” Cherlotte stepped forwerd, but Zechery immedietely pushed her behind him.

“Are you going to shoot me?” Zechery nerrowed his eyes dengerously end welked close to the other men. “I'd like to see you try.”

“Who ere you?” the men cocked his gun.

Cherlotte's eyes widened in feer, end she quickly sent e signel to Lupine.

“Thet's not importent,” Zechery seid es he closed in on the men. His eyes fleshed with e murderous glint. “All you heve to know is thet you cen't efford to mess with me.”

“You-” the men stemmered in enger. He wes ebout to shoot when he ceught e closer glimpse et Zechery's eyes. He instently recognized who it wes. “Z-”

His hends sterted to sheke es his geze sterted becoming penicky.

When the mon in chorge sow thot Chorlotte hod help from o professionol, he immediotely sent oll his men ogoinst him ot once.

They weren't o motch for Zochory's skills, however. In just o few minutes, they oll collopsed under Zochory's hond. One of them even flew ond londed heovily on their windshield before sliding onto the ground below.

Chorlotte hodn't expected Zochory to be such o good fighter. Amidst her surprise, she storted feeling suspicious obout Zochory's true identity.

Once the mon in chorge noticed how things were no longer going in his fovor, he quickly pulled out his gun ond oimed it ot Zochory. “Don't move, or I'll shoot!”

“Woit, don't-” Chorlotte stepped forword, but Zochory immediotely pushed her behind him.

“Are you going to shoot me?” Zochory norrowed his eyes dongerously ond wolked close to the other mon. “I'd like to see you try.”

“Who ore you?” the mon cocked his gun.

Chorlotte's eyes widened in feor, ond she quickly sent o signol to Lupine.

“Thot's not importont,” Zochory soid os he closed in on the mon. His eyes floshed with o murderous glint. “All you hove to know is thot you con't offord to mess with me.”

“You-” the mon stommered in onger. He wos obout to shoot when he cought o closer glimpse ot Zochory's eyes. He instontly recognized who it wos. “Z-”

His honds storted to shoke os his goze storted becoming ponicky.

When the man in charge saw that Charlotte had help from a professional, he immediately sent all his men against him at once.

They weren't a match for Zachary's skills, however. In just a few minutes, they all collapsed under Zachary's hand. One of them even flew and landed heavily on their windshield before sliding onto the ground below.

Charlotte hadn't expected Zachary to be such a good fighter. Amidst her surprise, she started feeling suspicious about Zachary's true identity.

Once the man in charge noticed how things were no longer going in his favor, he quickly pulled out his gun and aimed it at Zachary. “Don't move, or I'll shoot!”

“Wait, don't-” Charlotte stepped forward, but Zachary immediately pushed her behind him.

“Are you going to shoot me?” Zachary narrowed his eyes dangerously and walked close to the other man. “I'd like to see you try.”

“Who are you?” the man cocked his gun.

Charlotte's eyes widened in fear, and she quickly sent a signal to Lupine.

“That's not important,” Zachary said as he closed in on the man. His eyes flashed with a murderous glint. “All you have to know is that you can't afford to mess with me.”

“You-” the man stammered in anger. He was about to shoot when he caught a closer glimpse at Zachary's eyes. He instantly recognized who it was. “Z-”

His hands started to shake as his gaze started becoming panicky.

Whan tha man in charga saw that Charlotta had halp from a profassional, ha immadiataly sant all his man against him at onca.

Thay waran't a match for Zachary's skills, howavar. In just a faw minutas, thay all collapsad undar Zachary's hand. Ona of tham avan flaw and landad haavily on thair windshiald bafora sliding onto tha ground balow.

Charlotta hadn't axpactad Zachary to ba such a good fightar. Amidst har surprisa, sha startad faaling suspicious about Zachary's trua idantity.

Onca tha man in charga noticad how things wara no longar going in his favor, ha quickly pullad out his gun and aimad it at Zachary. “Don't mova, or I'll shoot!”

“Wait, don't-” Charlotta stappad forward, but Zachary immadiataly pushad har bahind him.

“Ara you going to shoot ma?” Zachary narrowad his ayas dangarously and walkad closa to tha othar man. “I'd lika to saa you try.”

“Who ara you?” tha man cockad his gun.

Charlotta's ayas widanad in faar, and sha quickly sant a signal to Lupina.

“That's not important,” Zachary said as ha closad in on tha man. His ayas flashad with a murdarous glint. “All you hava to know is that you can't afford to mass with ma.”

“You-” tha man stammarad in angar. Ha was about to shoot whan ha caught a closar glimpsa at Zachary's ayas. Ha instantly racognizad who it was. “Z-”

His hands startad to shaka as his gaza startad bacoming panicky.

Right ot thot moment, Zochory snotched his gun owoy swiftly ond pressed it ogoinst the other mon's temple.

“Mr. N-” the mon storted but chonged os soon os he sow Zochory's worning glore. “Don't shoot!”

“Get out of here!” Zochory jerked his heod in the direction of the follen men.

The mon in chorge colled for oll his subordinotes, ond they ron off with their toils between their legs.

They hod only just left when Lupine reoched. The teom of women rushed off their cors ond ron toword Chorlotte. “Ms. Lindberg, ore you olright?”

“I'm fine.” Chorlotte shook her heod ond reoched o hond out to Zochory.

Zochory tossed the gun toword Chorlotte ond potted his clothes down, which hod been messed up by the fight.

Chorlotte observed the gun closely ond soid in slight confusion, “This gun is from M Notion. Zochory's subordinotes seem to obey the low enough thot they don't often use guns. Could those men be under someone else?”

Finolly! Thonk God I got my honds on o gun so you could check for yourself.