Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

Waylon Gray decided to go there in person, and immediately walked out the door: “I will solve this matter myself.”

Knowing Waylon’s importance to this matter, Bill did not dare to delay him, hurriedly took Waylon’s coat and strode after him.

However, when he rushed to the parking lot, Waylon had already left on his car.

Bill forgot to get the car key, and immediately returned to get the key.

Darcy hid in a dark corner, the arc of her mouth getting wider and wider.

The big net has been cast, and now is the time to close it.

Waylon stood alone in the middle of the alley, looking at the direction of the street entrance, slightly in a daze.

When he got the address, he hadn’t noticed it until he was standing there. He didn’t realize that this place was exactly like five years ago. After he was injured, he met Darcy and was rescued.

It was not the time to recall the past, Waylon calmed his mind, looked around, and confirmed that the address that Bill gave him was the tumbledown of small building in front of him.

He walked slowly, and was about to push the door in.

At that time…

A harsh motorcycle roar suddenly sounded.

The moment Waylon turned his head, the heavy locomotive rushed towards him. The speed of the locomotive was so fast that he could not avoid it. He only felt that a black shadow flashed past him, and the front of the motorcycle slammed into him.

Waylon was forced to retreat sideways and brushed past the menacing motorcycle, but before he could stand firm, the motorcycle turned around in the alley and rushed towards him again.

Waylon’s pupils shrank, and he realized that this was a trap at all, and he was too careless.

The other party seemed to be determined and wanted his life. Not only did the speed of the motorcycle not slow down, but it also rushed over and raised the iron rod in his hand high.

The iron rod waved in the air, mixed with a fierce breaking through the air, and the silver round rod emitted a dazzling light under the scorching sun.

Waylon’s heart trembled, and immediately turned around and ran away.

This is not the time to be a hero. He is alone, with a man in a motorcycle and an iron rod in his hands. Once he falls into his hands, the consequences may be disastrous.

“Waylon, go to hell!” A stern shout came from behind, and the roar of the motorcycle was getting closer and closer with the man’s laughter.

The moment Waylon turned his head, the iron rod had been ruthlessly smashed down, his eyes condensed and immediately raised his hand to hold it.

However, the impact was not light. The moment he held the iron rod, he could feel the jitter and soreness of his arm muscles.

Waylon looked still, his eyes were serious: “Who ordered you?”

The man brandishing the iron rod did not answer, he drew back the iron rod forcefully, and then snorted coldly: “Go to the underworld and ask the King of Hades.”

The voice was low and hoarse, obviously a deliberate disguise.

While speaking, the man raised the iron rod again and pointed at Waylon with a resolute expression: “Go to hell!”

At the same time, there was a strong wind in the air, and Waylon watched as the iron rod was getting closer and closer…

There is nowhere to retreat, it is inevitable.

With a sound, the iron rod hit his shoulder.

Waylon’s body immediately trembled violently, and then his facial features were all wrinkled together, and the calmness he had been supporting was also disintegrated at this moment.

He took a breath of pain, and the weakness from the shoulder blade made him clearly aware of the problem. His arm should be dislocated.

Waylon’s face gradually turned pale, cold sweat came out on his forehead, and the pain from several places on his body reminded him that he is really doomed.

The man laughed triumphantly, making the noise of the motorcycle the loudest, reverberating in the narrow alley.

“Waylon, what if you are the president of the Emperor Group? You are not going to die in this shabby place that no one cares about.” The man smiled contemptuously, as if trying to smash his remaining armor with words.

“Take it to death!” Then, with anger, the iron rod slammed down.

Waylon’s eyes were gloomy, is he really going to go down on the gutter?

Five years ago, he escaped a catastrophe there because of Darcy. Could it be that five years later, he will eventually be there and repeat the same mistakes?

Is this retribution?

Retribution he fell in love with Alena but failed to keep the promise five years ago and gave Darcy an explanation.

The man’s frantic laughter was still in his ears, and the iron rod was swept in with the fierce wind, and he was about to hit the top of his head. Waylon pressed his lips tightly.

Just at this critical moment, a sweet voice suddenly appeared: “Stop it.”

Waylon looked up in surprise and saw Darcy suddenly appears. She ran to him and immediately blocked him with open arms. She raised her head and glared at the man on the motorcycle: “Who are you? I’ve called the police. If you don’t want to be caught, I advise you to leave as soon as possible.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The man remained unmoved, still smiling lowly: “Here is another one to die.”

“I think you are the one who is dying.” Darcy’s face was tight and her body was straight. She looked sideways at the person behind her, and asked with concern: “Mr. Gray, are you okay?”

An unspeakable feeling lingered in Waylon’s heart. He stared at Darcy’s back in a daze, with mixed flavors in his heart.

After a long time, he said quietly: “I’m fine, why are you here?”

Without waiting for Darcy to speak, the man sipped to the ground and cursed: “You two are still here to reminisce about the past? Do you really want to die?”

Darcy immediately returned to her senses, and said, “I have already called the police, even if you kill us, you can’t escape.”

The man was suspicious: “That is a lie, and I am not afraid.”

“Have I lied to you? You’ll know later.” Darcy guarded Waylon and pushed back.

At this moment, the horn of a police car suddenly sounded not far away.

She smiled triumphantly: “The police have arrived; I see where you are running.”

Hearing this, the man’s face changed drastically, and he could no longer care about anything else, and threw a swear word, turned and galloped away.

The crisis was finally resolved, and Waylon breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of powerlessness spontaneously emerged.

The pain from all over the body made him a little bit uncomfortable, and he passed out in darkness.

One second before he went unconscious, he seemed to see Darcy’s face full of panic.

He thought, this is probably destined.

It was Darcy who rescued him five years ago. Five years later, she was still the one who saved him.

However, what Waylon didn’t know was that after he passed out, the so-called police siren disappeared, and Darcy showed a tricky sneer.

Yves walked out from the corner and threw the cigarette between his fingers on the ground and smashed it out: “The plan went well, and it’s up to you next.”