Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 706

Chapter 706 That HandsMr. Crawford

Luke casually walked out of the mall.

The "woman" stood out in the crowd. "Her" appearance was unique, and " her" mannerisms were elegant and graceful.

Kassy glanced at Luke suspiciously, thinking that the woman seemed to be abnormally tall.

However, it was not unusual for a woman in Russia to be over six feet in height.

Kassy pointed at Luke domineeringly and ordered him, "You! Take off your sunglasses!"

Luke smiled and did what he was told. His fair face was brought into view.

Kassy frowned. That beautiful "woman" had a pair of bewitching eyes, and they looked somewhat familiar.

Soon, she banished that thought.

A man as prideful as Matthew would not stoop to disguising himself as a woman.

Moreover, Matthew's skin was a healthy bronze color, while that woman was fair. They were not similar at all.

She waved impatiently at Luke. "Go away. Stop wasting our time."

The men in black let Luke off.

Kassy continued to search for Luke in the crowd. None of those people matched Luke's physical characteristics.

Her impatience grew. "All of you stay here and guard this entrance. Don't let anyone slip past your eyes. All of you from the other group, followinside!"

An ambiguous smile appeared under the wide-brimmed sunhat as Luke followed the crowd and went off in the other direction.

In the mall.

Kassy and her subordinates went into store after store, asking for Luke's whereabouts, but they did not find anything.

As they passed through a luxury boutique, Kassy noticed a Bohemian dress on display. It was the sdesign as what the tall woman wore earlier.

Somehow, that woman left a deep impression on Kassy. Perhaps it was that unforgettably beautiful face, or it might be Kassy's intuition.

Kassy entered the boutique and reached toward the dress. The sales clerk cover with a smile, "Do you want this dress too? You have good taste. Just earlier, a woman... oh, I mean, a man also bought this dress."

Kassy glared at the sales clerk coldly and pressed the barrel of a gun against her head. "What did you say just now? A man bought the dress earlier?"

The sales clerk nearly passed out from fright. She realized that the men in black suits who had surrounded the boutique were not customers after all.

"What... what do you want?" She stammered.

One of Kassy's subordinates took out a photo and shoved it in front of the sales clerk's face. 'Have you seen this man?"

The sales clerk's legs nearly gave way. She instantly told the truth. "Yes... yes... the man bought some women's clothes, a pair of high heels, and a sunhat. I thought he wanted to buy them for his wife or girlfriend, but he went into the dressing room and changed into those clothes...

"I can't believe a handsman like him would have a crossdressing fetish. Not only did he wear those clothes, but he also took a wig from one of the mannequins..." "He wore women's clothes and a wig?" Kassy raised her voice.

"Y... Yes... those are the latest designs, and I didn't expect the clothes to look so good on him. He looks more beautiful than a woman..." The sales clerk stammered. She dared not move even a muscle.

She sounded impressed when she said the last sentence.

Kassy suddenly remembered that tall woman she saw at the mall entrance.

That beautiful face, those familiar features, and that bewitching gaze...

Those eyes were not filled with love. They were mocking her.

Kassy was livid when she thought that her target had slipped away right before her eyes.

"After him!" She strode out of the boutique while trying not to lose her temper.

The subordinates took photos of the dress and followed her out.

Instantly, all the assassins received the update that Luke was disguised as a woman. He was dressed in a sky-blue Bohemian dress, a white sunhat, and tan sunglasses.

Luke walked toward the parking lot with his head lowered.

Suddenly, two men in black suits intercepted him. "Hold it right there!"

Luke did not respond and kept walking. Soon, a wall of men in black suits appeared in front of him.

A dozen bodyguards glared at him as though glaring at a small animal.

Luke's gaze turned cold, but he spoke calmly with an American accent. "I'm sorry, what's going on?" "Please cwith us, Matthew. Ms. Kassy is very angry now!'

Luke discreetly lowered his hat and spoke calmly, "Sorry, you must've been mistaken. I don't know any Ms. Kassy." "Hmph! That's enough talk. Bring the traitor back!" One of the men in black impatiently reached out toward Luke.

Luke deftly dodged, covered the man's mouth from behind while his other hand pinched his neck. With a firm twist, the man fell limply without making a sound.

Luke did not want to kill, but bloodshed seemed to always find him.

He had to kill to survive.

The other assassin instantly pointed his pistol toward Luke.

Luke pounced onto the man like a wild cheetah and grabbed onto the pistol, but he was slightly too late. The assassin pulled the trigger.

"Sh*t!" Luke cursed under his breath when he heard the gunshot.

The bullet missed his vitals, though it grazed past his arm.

The wound burned like fire.

Ignoring the pain, Luke kneed the assassin in the stomach while disarming him with one hand.

His training on the Island of Despair made him able to disarm someone even with his eyes closed.

Then, he dislocated the assassin's arms and dragged him further into the parking lot as a meat shield.

However, the other assassins quickly surrounded him.

Luke smirked coldly. He had a silver pistol in his hand that gleamed cryptically under the dim light.

'This'll be a bloodbath. I hope that I can still meet Bianca...'

Right when he was about to mount a last-ditch effort, gunshots rang out, and the assassins that surrounded him fell one after another.

Luke looked around him in surprise.

He saw Percy walking toward him with a smirk on his face. "Hey, I didn't know that the handsMr. Crawford can be a beautiful woman too!" 1