Chapter 464: Mr. Murillo Makes an Impressive Entrance

Cheyenne ran out of the villa, her high heels hitting the asphalt road with varying depth and rhythm. The coastal highway was deserted, and between the blue sky, the vast sea, and the road lay Cheyenne's slender figure, accompanied by her long red dress and flowing chestnut hair, dancing in the air and highlighting her petite stature. "Stop!" shouted a few black-robed figures chasing after her, brandishing wooden sticks and other objects. As they got closer, Cheyenne exerted all her strength, kicking off her high heels and running barefoot. Buzzing sounds came from ahead as a motorcycle approached, blasting popular DJ electronic music into the wilderness. Cheyenne turned her head towards the sound and saw Gordon, wearing a blue police uniform, riding a black motorcycle. He resembled a graceful leopard running across the plains, lightning-fast and agile. As the motorcycle passed by her side, Gordon suddenly leaned and tilted the bike at a height of less than ten centimeters above