Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 227

"There are only two paths on this path. I can only lure them to the top of the mountain, otherwise, we won't be able to escape." Sage knew that the mountain road was surrounded by steep cliffs, of course he would not joke around with Moira's life.

He would rather face this group of delinquents than to give them the chance to ram into his car. Sage called the captain of the bodyguards and told him his address, telling them to come here immediately.

Before his bodyguards rushed over, Sage could only face the situation on his own.

Moira's heart really stopped beating because of her fear. She felt a real fear of playing out a life and death scene, she bit her lips tightly, at this moment, her only hope was for Sage's bodyguards to rush over.

Sage's car quickly reached the top. At the top of the car was a huge flat area that had been pushed flat. His sportscar immediately occupied a dead-end location, and his car elegantly swung its tail to block the road at the foot of a mountain.

Two huge rocks at the side stopped him, preventing the three cars from blocking his path. They had no choice but to stop ten meters away from him. The front of the car was firmly blocking his path.

If Sage was alone in the carriage, he would want to crash through all these carriages and go down the mountain. That would be a simple matter, but now that there was a woman in the carriage, he didn't dare take any risks.

Even if he had to face this group of criminals alone, he would be willing to do so.

Sage sat in the carriage without moving, his eyes cold and filled with a sense of coldness, as he waited for the crowd to get off.

The door of the car opposite them opened almost at the same time. Sage's car lights shone upon them as a man holding an iron rod stood in front of the car lights, waiting for the man in the sports car with a ferocious expression.

Moira counted. There were actually eight men, causing her to immediately hold her breath, she turned to look at the man beside her in shock, but what surprised her was, had she seen wrongly?

The thin lips of the man beside her curled up into a disdainful sneer, as if he didn't put these people in his eyes.

Just then, Sage turned and warned her in a low voice, "Stay in the carriage, you are not allowed to get out."

"Sage, what are you doing?" Moira was so frightened that she immediately reached out to pull his sleeve.

Sage thought that some strong mercenary warrior had found him, but looking at those gangsters, he felt no fear.

"Don't... Don't go down, I beg you, Sage, don't go down." Moira's voice was filled with worry, and it trembled slightly.

Sage comforted her and smiled, "Don't worry, I will be fine."

After saying that, he grabbed her hands, pulled her away, and pushed open the door of the Driver s room.

Moira, who was sitting in the car, was so nervous that she was sweating profusely. She clenched her fists tightly, not daring to imagine what would happen next.

Sage was unarmed, while the eight men opposite him all held onto iron rods. It was clear that a fierce battle was in front of them.

"Sage..." Moira called out his name.

However, just as the metal rod was about to reach Sage's body, he dodged to the side, clenched his fist, and quickly snatched one of the lackeys' metal rod. His movements were so quick that he didn't even have time to see it clearly, when he heard a crisp bone cracking sound.

Very quickly, a lackey started howling like a pig being butchered. In the next second, Sage's iron rod smashed into the other lackey's face, causing him to immediately lie down on the ground, as if he had fainted.

Larry's subordinates were all shocked, their hearts filled with fear. Under the light, Sage's eyes revealed a sinister cold aura, his body that was under his tight shirt seemed to be hiding a powerful explosive force, causing them to feel terrified.

Larry shouted in anger, "All of you, charge! I will heavily reward anyone who can beat him to the ground."

The hoodlums beside him also knew, that only by working together, would they be able to defeat this man. Larry on the other hand, stopped at his original position to observe Sage's skills and find an opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

In the carriage, seeing the other five bullies rush up to deal with Sage, Moira's heart was in her throat, she involuntarily cried out: "Sage, be careful."

Sage's face was gloomy, although they was just a mob, with a large number of people, it was not a small force to be reckoned with. Sage could only calmly respond, trying his best to avoid the attacks on his body and take care of the hooligans one by one.

This was the first time Moira truly knew that this man was not only rich, but his skills were so good as well. However, at this moment, she really wished that this man could escape victoriously.

Larry's gaze shifted from Sage's strong and ferocious body to the lady sitting atop the Driver s in the sportscar. A sinister smile flashed past his eyes, that woman must have some sort of meaning to Sage, so, to deal with such a strong opponent, he had to grab onto his weak spot.

Moira felt a pair of sinister eyes staring at her body, she immediately noticed that Larry was looking at her, her heart skipped a beat, she did not know what he wanted to do.