Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 583

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The rider, dressed in black, extended his hand and said, “Get on. Go up.”

The invitation was a beacon of hope. Nicole held on to the pilot's hand as if it were her lifeline. With his help, he got on the motorcycle.

"Hold on to me!" the man in black ordered.

Lowe immediately sensed trouble and shouted, “What's going on? Catch them.

Put into action, the bodyguards quickly formed a circle around the motorcycle, as before.

But the bike showed no fear. He accelerated, lifted off the ground, and rose above the head of a bodyguard.

This display of skill left everyone speechless. They were surprised that their combined efforts could not stop the motorcycle from fleeing.

Livid, Lowe cursed, “Damn it! What a bunch of losers.

Despite the two lines of defense at the exit, the man in black broke through them effortlessly.

Overcome with rage, Lowe kicked a nearby bodyguard and shouted hysterically: “You losers! Useless! All of you, completely useless!

The kick was so hard that the bodyguard's mouth bled. Out of rage, Lowe grabbed a nearby parking sign and began hitting the downed man with it.

The bodyguards surrounding him fell to their knees, too scared to say a word.

Lowe's fury was not new. In his fits of anger, he would often pick someone at random to punish severely. His aggression did not stop until his anger subsided a little.

The man beaten to the ground was so seriously injured that he stopped moaning.

Only then did Lowe, exhausted, stop. Panting, he accepted a stool someone offered him and sat down. "Whoever catches up with them will receive a reward of five million!"

His eyes shone with a sinister mix of madness and desire to destroy. "I'll finish her off!"

The scene then cuts to the street, where the motorcycle was moving quickly.

Three black cars were following him closely.

Before long, the chase intensified as more cars joined the chase.

Lowe had mobilized almost all of his men to capture them.

Nicole's wound was still bleeding, but she gritted her teeth and clung to the man in front of her.

Night enveloped the surroundings and the road remained serene, with few pedestrians. That's why those cars chased them so hard.

However, the man in black was an expert in evasion. He skillfully steered two cars onto a slope, causing them to stop. Then he swerved down a narrow dirt road, knocking out the pursuing cars.

Only four motorcycles managed to keep up, their riders as determined as hungry predators.

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