CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 330

Chapter 330

The killer was distracted.

Finley quickly stretched her hand to snatch the pistol from the killer.

Alert, the killer threw his pistol in the air, took one step backward, and caught his pistol.

Finley clenched her fists to punch the killer in the chest and then kicked him on the knee.

Her movements were quick and accurate.

However, the killer remained calm.

He started a physical fight against Finley.

He didn’t use the pistol in his hand.

Since the killer didn’t say anything, Finley felt at ease.

Finley had fought against the killer several rounds with both hands and legs.

Given his tactics in the attack and dodge, Finley felt sure that this killer was Gates.

Finley and Gates had attended the same training, so she was familiar with his moves.

Gates had the advantage in strength, so Finley was at the disadvantage after several rounds.

Finley wasn’t the best trainee in the camp or the most outstanding killer.

Her advantage was that she was witty and always thought outside the box.

Men like Gates, who liked to solve problems with violence, couldn’t foresee what Finley would do next.

Gates seemed to enjoy fighting against Finley.

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This fight made both of them excited.

The attack from Gates, who wanted to win, became fierce.

Finley could not find any flaws in his attacks.

She had no choice but to dodge those attacks nimbly.

Red-eyed, the killer tried to kick Finley. Right then, Finley didn’t move.

Therefore, Finley got kicked on her calf.

She cried out in pain and then fell on her knee awkwardly.

“Hiss…”

Finley wore a dress, so her delicate knee got a severe scratch for this fall.

When Finley fell to the ground, a trace of pity flashed past the man’s eyes. The killer stopped his attack, rushed over, and pulled Finley up from the ground.

His pull was as neat as before.

There was a tacit understanding between them.

Whoever got hurt would be instantly pulled up by his teammates from the ground to confront the coming challenges.

If this man wasn’t Gates, he should slowly come over and pick me up.

“Gates, why do you pretend not to remember me?” Finley didn’t care about the wound on her leg. That was a trifle for her.

The killer put his pistol back into his pocket, turned around coldly, and left.

He was leaving!

Finley limped to catch up with the killer. She grabbed his wrist and asked, “Wait, why do you dodge me?” The killer stopped, pushed Finley away, and moved forward coldly.

He didn’t say anything.

“Hey! Shouldn’t you carry out your mission?” Finley shouted to the killer.

It was impossible for Finley to catch up with the killer, who had long legs, with her injured leges.

“We’ll meet again.” Gates’s hoarse and deep voice echoed in the night sky.

Gates did not look back at all.

Finley watched the tall figure disappear in the night and from her sight.

This was one corner outside the park.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom parked there.

A man in a black suit saw his boss come back from exhaustion. He immediately opened a car door and nodded respectfully. “Boss, are we going back to Sea City?”

“Yes.” The man got into the car and took off the mask on his face.

A beautiful face appeared. It was breathtaking and looked a bit unruly.