My Waste Husband

Chapter 8

"Take my car." At this time, Anna suddenly spoke and pressed the car key in her hand and the car let out two beeps. Seeing Sylvia's dissatisfied look, Anna smiled at her and said, "President Lin, is this the person you mentioned to me before?"

"Yes." Sylvia nodded.

At this time, Henry had already sat in the back seat of Anna's car with a cheeky smile.

"Let's go, President Lin. Let's go to your house and have a look." Anna said.

Sylvia had no choice but to get into Anna's car. After she sat in the passenger seat, she deliberately leaned the seat forward. Even though she really couldn't move, she wanted to keep as far away from Henry as possible.

Henry seemed to have not realized how much Sylvia hated him. He just sat there and laughed. He kept talking to Anna and said that he had never seen her before. He asked if she was a new employee.

Although Anna knew that Sylvia hated Henry, she couldn't put this emotion in her mind, because when she was hired, she not only had to protect Sylvia but also received the task of protecting Sylvia's husband. To put it bluntly, this man in the car was also her employer.

The car just drove on the street and gradually arrived at Luxury Village.

Henry looked at them with a naughty smile all the way. In fact, his attention was always outside the car, and he clearly saw that the two trucks he noticed before were always behind the car.

As they drove into the community, Anna drove toward the villa area under Sylvia's guidance.

Just as they were about to get home, Henry saw that the road in front of them was blocked.

On the commercial road of the community, there were two trucks parked. They were in the middle of the road blocking the way, so the cars could not drive through.

Anna tapped the horn twice, finding that the two cars in front of her were not moving at all. Helplessly, Sylvia had to let Anna reverse the car. But just as Anna was about to reverse the car, another two trucks came from behind, and then parked there, blocking the road completely.

At this moment, Anna realized that something was wrong. After telling Sylvia to stay in the car, she got off the car.

As soon as Anna opened the door, six men stepped down from the two carriages behind her. With a sneer on their lips, they walked toward Anna with daggers in their hands.

At the same time, five men also walked down from the two cars blocking the road. They completely surrounded them.

"Miss, get out of here if you know what's going on. I only want the woman's life in the car." The leading man shook the dagger in his hand and said to Anna.

"Just you?" Anna glanced around the eleven people with contempt in her eyes.

"Miss, if you don't know what's good for you, you will die. Since you don't listen to me, I don't care to kill one more person. Before you die, I will definitely let you know what pain is!" The leading man strode toward Anna, raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed her in the face.

Sylvia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, saw clearly through the windshield what was going on. When the other party raised the dagger and stabbed toward Anna, Sylvia screamed and covered her eyes subconsciously. Her heart was beating fast.

She had never seen such a scene before. Even if it was a man, when she saw someone fighting with a knife, she would be afraid.

"Bang!" Sylvia opened her eyes. She saw that the man who had just stabbed Anna with a dagger had already fallen on the big hood of the car. At this time, Anna was surrounded by several men with daggers. Every knife was aimed at her vital parts. Anna narrowly dodged and fought back.

Sylvia trembled and took out her mobile phone to call the police, but found that the phone that was not charged last night was turned off at this critical moment. Sylvia threw the phone aside with hatred. At this time, she remembered that there was another person in the back seat and shouted, "Henry, hurry up! Call the police in the community!"

Sylvia shouted and found that Henry did not answer her. She turned her head and found that Henry was no longer in the back seat. She looked around and found him. He had already sneaked out of the car and ran to their villa without stopping as if he had been scared out of his wits.

Henry's cowardly look made Sylvia hate him even more. Why did she find such a husband?

He ran into the villa courtyard. He could see that the eleven men were not at Anna's level at all. She could deal with them alone. As for himself, he had other things to do.

Pushing open the door of the villa, Henry looked at the living room and said loudly, "What's the point of sneaking around?" RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"Haha, not furtively, I just don't want to be mixed with the group of people outside. You can find me, which proves that you still have some ability." A man in a suit walked down the stairs from the living room to the second floor. He looked less than 30 years old, with a faint smile on his face.

When Henry saw him, his face suddenly changed and was full of anger. He wiped the ground before he went out, and was trampled by... someone! dirty!

"Tsk, tsk. I really enjoy the angry expression on your face. Do you know that every time I kill those people, the last expression I leave to them is only two, panic, and anger?" The man in a suit took

out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it in his mouth. After taking a deep breath, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Henry through the smoke.

" Put the cigarette out! My wife doesn't allow me to smoke here."

"Hey, he's really a tough man. You're going to die soon, so you should not care about these things." The man in the suit seemed to be in no hurry to take action. This was also his habit. Before killing someone, he must enjoy the reaction of his target before dying. However, this time, he had never seen his opponent's reaction.

"I asked you to put out the cigarette!" Henry emphasized again and walked toward the man in the suit at the same time.

"What if I say no?" The man in the suit wore a smile and deliberately took a deep breath.

"Then die!" Henry's voice was emotionless. His eyes were like a fierce beast, staring at the suited man.

In Henry's eyes, the man in the suit actually felt a trace of fear. This fear made him a little upset.

"Boy, you're looking for trouble!" The man in the suit threw the cigarette at Henry and didn't want to talk more with him. His one hand turned into a claw and grabbed Henry's neck, trying to break it.

"Too slow." Henry's emotionless voice sounded in the man's ear.

The man in the suit was shocked. When he was about to change his move, he felt a bone-chilling pain in his arm. This pain made him instantly break into a cold sweat. His arm was twisted off!

Before the man in the suit could react, another three kinds of pain, which were no less than a broken arm, came to his body at the same time. Almost in an instant, his other arm and legs were all broken.