The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1271

Buzz buzz buzz—

Two cars, in an instant, churned up billowing yellow smoke.

"Darcy, what should we do now?"

"Let's go. Let's chase after them." Darcy Juke, Carson, and others hurriedly got into the car.

With a step on the gas pedal, they left in a cloud of dust.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

The roar of the car's exhaust almost shattered people's eardrums.

Bruce had already slammed the gas pedal to the floor, and the car's speed was so fast it was almost

flying.

Soon.

The car was less than 100 yards away from Miya.

Miya panicked and quickly accelerated.

Unfortunately, no matter how much she accelerated, she could not shake off Bruce.

They were about to make a sharp turn ahead, and with their high speed, they were bound to flip over if

they did not slow down.

Afraid of flipping over, Miya furrowed her brow and had to reduce her speed.

Bruce turned the steering wheel, and the car drifted in a half circle, stopping in front of Miya's car due

to inertia.

"Ahh!" Miya screamed as the front of her car plowed into a grass pile by the road.

"Squeak squeak—"

The inertia of Bruce's car was too strong. It spun 360 degrees on the spot, leaving a ruthless skid mark

on the ground.

Fortunately, his driving skills were outstanding, and he was bold enough.

Although the car lost control, it stopped steadily.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

After the car came to a stop, Bruce was about to accelerate aggressively toward Miya's car.

"Ah..." Miya saw the danger, quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, and jumped out of the car.

Bang! With a loud crash, her car was overturned.

Luckily, Miya was agile enough to have already jumped from the car.

"Bruce, be sensible and don't put up unnecessary resistance."

"Professor Mairesi will forgive you. Following Professor Mairesi is the best choice for you."

Bruce got out of the car and approached her step by step with a murderous aura. "Miya, you're a

foreigner and a vicious woman. You're not worthy of being a Chinoen."

Miya could not help but sneer when she heard this. "Hehe, your perspective is still so limited."

"When Professor Mairesi rules the world, there will be no races; there will only be the strong and the

weak."

"Surrender!"

Bruce was just about to make a move when suddenly...

"Bang!" A tranquilizer dart unexpectedly struck him.

Swish, swish, swish.

Mercenaries appeared one after another.

There were already dozens of mercenaries lying in ambush nearby. All of them were holding guns and

aimed at Bruce.

"Ugh!" Bruce Everett frowned, feeling somewhat disoriented.

Miya looked at Bruce proudly. "This is the latest powerful anesthetic for whale hunting. It can even

knock down a whale, let alone you. Sleep well."

Bruce's gaze struggled momentarily, and then he knelt on one knee before losing consciousness.

Even so, the mercenaries still threw a large wire mesh over him, securing it to prevent any feigned

unconsciousness.

"Hehe, Bruce, you still ended up in my hands."

"Inform Professor Mairesi immediately that we've caught 807."

"Okay!" The assistant immediately went back to report.

"Put him in the iron cage and take him back to Paradise Island."

"Okay." More than a dozen mercenaries prepared to put Bruce into the iron cage.

Miya smiled smugly as if she was admiring her prey. She subconsciously bent down to touch his face.

"Bruce, our story has just begun..." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Before she could finish, a pair of cold, piercing eyes suddenly opened. Bruce was like a lion that had

suddenly awakened.

In a swift motion, he sprang to his feet and reversed, circling his arm around Miya's neck.

"Ah, um..."

"Tell everyone to put down their guns and ask them to return all their goods. Hurry up!" Bruce

aggressively strangled Miya.

With his strength, it would be effortless to snap her neck with just a little more force.

"Don't move. Put down your guns and step back."

Bruce gritted his teeth and asked, "Where's my child?"

"In Paradise Island, Bruce. This place is full of Professor Mairesi's people. You won't be able to walk

out."

"Your only choice is to cooperate with us..."