Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 683

The killer immediately turned around. He decided to give up Luther, and darted towards Joyce. He was so fast that no one could ever stop him.

"Bitch, you hurt my brother, you must pay with your life!" The killer cursed furiously. He did not have a gun in his hand, so he pulled out a min grenade from his pocket and pulled the pin without hesitation. Then he threw it straight toward Joyce.

Ricky was also disrupted because the killer came out of nowhere, and he noticed with a sharp eye that Luther was completely flustered by the killer's sudden move.

He was already so annoyed by Luther, but because of Charlotte he did not dare to kill him.

Now, he was in such a desperate situation anyway. He must get rid of Luther as well today!

Ricky had been holding his gun and looking for Joyce, and now he turned his gun around.

Since there was an opportunity and Luther was defenseless, it would be a good chance to kill Luther first.

One by one, they both had to die today anyway.

And at the moment, Luther was completely frozen, watching idly as the grenade was thrown at Joyce, and his mind was blank.

The extreme fear made him unable to think, and he couldn't even move his feet.

For the first time in his life, his brain could no longer direct his movements.

He wanted to run up and save her, but he knew it was too late.

He tried to stop the killer, but the grenade was already thrown out.

He had no idea know, at this moment, what else he could do?

Joyce was now in a position very close to the cliff.

Even the mere blast caused by the grenade was enough to push her fall off the cliff.

At this moment, deep down, he probably knew that it was irrevocable.

Was it their fate?

Endless despair overwhelmed him completely.

He knew that it would be futile and useless no matter what he did, and he could only watch as the grenade flew towards her.

And nothing could be done about it.

There was no room even for him to struggle.

Suddenly he seemed to lose all his strength and thoughts. He did not want to fight and did not even want to resist.

The other killer's fists kept falling on his body, and he didn't move and just took them, like he couldn't even feel the pain anymore.

All he could think about was Joyce.

Meanwhile, Ricky grimaced cruelly and seized the opportunity.

He turned the gun around and aimed it at Luther's forehead.

All it took was a little pull at the trigger.

Luther would be dead.

Ricky laughed rampantly with glee, and the thought of killing Luther was too good to be true.

Unfortunately.

Suddenly.

"Bang".

Ricky's arrogant smile was frozen on his lips, and gradually the smile became hideous, and then became stiff.

It did not hurt, but he lost his hearing, and gradually he lost all his senses. In the end, he could not breathe.

He felt like his body was locked tightly, and his eyes were wide open, as if he could not believe it.

The gun in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

A bullet hit his forehead, right in the middle.

From behind him, from the back of his head, it shot through, leaving a deep, bloody gash.

It was Joyce.

Ricky knew he was going to die, but there was still a trace of consciousness. "Boom!" He fell heavily to the gravel ground and raised quite a dust enveloping him. His eyes were wide open and he could not see anything.

His ambitious plan... He tried so hard to have Charlotte, and to clear the obstacles... He still wanted to be a general...

He did not expect that all of it would be ruined by Joyce ...

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