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Chapter 358
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Chapter 358

Just as Mr. Night was about to take off her clothes, there was a rumbling sound of a sports car in the garage-

That sports car didn’t come to the garage to park, but ran directly in the direction of their car!

The masked people outside saw a sports car rushing over suddenly, and stepped forward one after another, trying

to force the sports car to stop.

But that sports car didn’t have the slightest intention of stopping. It would hit people whenever it saw them, hit

them one by one, and kill them all!

Seeing that something was wrong, Mr. Night immediately let go of Jennifer, got out of the car, waved at the other

masked men, and wanted to leave.

But the people in the sports car didn’t give Mr. Night a chance to escape, and drove straight towards him, planning

to hit him to death.

Mr. Night was visibly panicked and ran towards the elevator in fright.

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Seeing him enter the elevator, the sports car stopped chasing him.

Instead, he backed up quickly and stopped in front of Jennifer who had just climbed out of the car.

The car window was rolled down, revealing Nat’s half-smile: “Get in the

car!”

Seeing that it was him, Jennifer quickly opened the passenger door and got in the car: “Why are you here?”

Nat drove towards the exit of the garage quickly, while returning: “Forget that you were discharged from the

hospital today, and came to class.”

Hearing this, Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Nat gratefully: “Nat, thanks to you today…”

Nat seemed a little distracted, kept looking in the rearview mirror, and finally looked away when the car drove out

of the underground garage.

Then Jennifer never imagined that after driving out, he turned the steering wheel quickly and drove the car back to

the garage.

Jennifer stared blankly at Nat: “What are you doing?”

There are so many masked people there, it’s not wise to drive back now.

Nat drove in regardless, and bumped into one of the masked men who was not hit and was about to chase them.

After knocking it down to the ground, Nat showed a comfortable smile: “Ten, finally all.”

Jennifer: ..

She thought he drove back to avenge her, but it turned out that he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive

disorder, and the number of people hit was not all, so he came back to make up for it!

After Nat felt relieved, he looked sideways at Jennifer, only to see her suddenly shout: “Run!”

The group of masked people who were hit got up from the ground and got into the car one after another, as if they

wanted to drive and collide with the sports car.

Nat must not be able to hit several cars, so he stepped on the accelerator immediately and quickly drove from

another exit.

Nat’s sports car skills are super high, just like a professional racing driver, turning around and turning wildly for a

while.

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He slowed down the car and asked Jennifer, who had been staring at the rearview mirror, “Have you caught up?”

Jennifer resisted the urge to feel sick due to

her head at him: “No.”

Nat breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the pale Jennifer again, and when he saw the blood on her arm, his

sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

“Old wounds are just right, and new wounds are added. Your life is colorful.”

Jennifer seemed to have long been used to his sarcasm, clutching her wound, pursing her red lips and not

answering.

Nat released his right hand from the steering wheel, opened the glove box, took out a Band-Aid and handed it to

her.

“OK, can you do it?”

Jennifer glanced at her own wound, then at the small bandage he handed over, and was suddenly speechless.

“Nat, you really deserve to be Zeden’s apprentice…

After getting along for three months, Jennifer learned that Nat is Zeden’s apprentice. The two have similar design

styles and personalities.