American Gossip King

Chapter 173 Elevator Horror

It was already getting dark.

Ian and Ivanka lay on the soft bed.

Ian gently stroked her smooth, snow-white back, the silky smoothness bringing him a wonderful and pleasurable experience.

Especially since this is Ivanka!

The existence that so many people dream of is more valuable than that of ordinary big stars!

Ian has the satisfaction and pride of a collector acquiring rare antiques.

With this thought in mind, Ian felt a restless urge to act again.

Ivanka sensed his change and murmured, "No, no, Ian, let me rest for a while. Aren't you tired?"

Ian smiled and kissed her beautiful cheek: "You inspire me."

Ivanka then smiled happily.

Her fingers traced over Ian's body as she looked out the window.

A bright moon rises high in the sky.

It was already dark.

Los Angeles is once again ablaze with lights.

So Ivanka said, "I'm hungry, honey. Let's go downstairs and get something to eat."

"Okay, honey, go take a shower first." Ian patted Ivanka's pert bottom, put away the camera in the window, and started uploading the content as usual.

This kind of content no longer needs to be edited by him; he can just hand it over to his editors.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Ivanka was washing her body and singing happily.

However, Ian soon came in, and the two played in the water for a while before reluctantly leaving the bathroom.

They started to get dressed.

Ivanka watched as Ian put on that finely tailored suit and tie, with a gun tucked under his arm.

Ian took the magazine off, looked at it, and then put it back.

Ivanka sat on the bed, tilting her neck to put on her earrings: "You might be the only journalist in the world who carries a gun, Ian."

Ian laughed and said, "Because it really comes in handy. After all, I'm the only journalist who simultaneously manages a media group."

Ivanka asked, puzzled, "Why do you insist on being a journalist when your company is so big?"

"You've got cause and effect backwards. Ian Carl didn't get where he is today through business." He kissed Ivanka and put the beautiful ruby ​​necklace on her.

Looking at the beautiful cleavage, he couldn't resist leaning in and giving it a kiss, making Ivanka giggle. "No, Ian, it wasn't easy getting dressed. If you need, we can continue after dinner, although I'm worried about your energy."

Ian smiled and helped her put on her coat: "It's not a matter of physical strength, it's a matter of time. You have to go after you finish eating."

"What did you say?" Ivanka stared at him in astonishment. "Ian, you can't just abandon me like this!"

She said angrily, "I'm not a woman you can just play with and then dump!"

As expected, she hasn't completely suppressed her spoiled princess temper.

It's okay, I'll make you submit.

Ian put his arm around her waist and led her out, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, I have some things to do tonight."

"What's wrong? Didn't you already finish filming?"

"There are others."

"I want to go too."

"No, you can't this time. There will be a gunfight," Ian replied.

Ivanka was horrified.

Gunfight?

She suddenly remembered that Ian had just carefully checked the condition of the gun.

The two went out, and Ian put his arm around her as they walked downstairs: "After dinner, call your driver to pick you up."

"No! Ian, tell me what's going on..."

Ian quickly covered her mouth: "Shh!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the room next door.

Ivanka felt a chill run down her spine.

She was a smart girl and understood immediately.

next door!

In the room right next to theirs?!

She stared with her beautiful eyes and lowered her voice, "What exactly happened?"

"They were probably after me. There were three of them, all armed. It's either to kidnap me or something else," Ian replied.

How did you know?

"Good journalists are good at..." Ian realized this excuse was too far-fetched and could only change his tune: "My people have been observing me in secret, after all, I went to great lengths to get others to kidnap me. If anyone tries to take advantage of me, they will tell me, and I will give them a chance, and they will give me a good chance in return."

Ivanka stared at him, stunned. "You're a madman, Ian Carl! No, I want to be with you!"

Kate said the same thing, and Scarlett said the same thing about me.

They fell in love with me because of my madness.

As for you, you've already started loving me before you even had a chance to enjoy my madness.

Ian smiled and led Ivanka to the elevator, saying, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. They're after me."

They are waiting for the elevator.

Just then, the door to the next room opened, and three men came out.

They walked silently down the hotel corridor and stood beside Ian and Ivanka.

They were wrapped in black leather jackets, their hands in their pockets, and they all wore hats, effectively concealing the three of them.

Ian hadn't expected the other party to just come out like that.

Ivanka's expression changed drastically.

She had just said she wanted to be with Ian, but now she felt a deep sense of fear.

She had only been using PUA tactics for a day; she wasn't yet at the point where she would risk her life for Ian.

Ian silently slung the camera bag over his back while putting his left arm around Ivanka.

The elevator doors opened.

The five people entered the elevator and descended.

Ivanka looked at the three people on either side of her with her beautiful eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She knew it was best not to show it at this moment, so she came in and snuggled into Ian's arms, avoiding looking at the three of them.

Unfortunately, the elevator walls were mirrored, and the three people could see Ivanka's terrified expression just by looking at the other side.

The man to Ian's right looked slightly surprised: "Huh?"

The hands of the two people on the left and left front were slowly unzipping the leather jackets and reaching into their clothes.

The latest novel is first published here!

Ian sighed, "Can you do me a favor? Don't do it here."

"Fuck!" The three of them sped up at the same time, pulling guns out of their clothes.

Just as they drew their guns, Ian suddenly struck with his right elbow.

Since his right eye reached level three, his strength has increased dramatically. With this elbow strike, the person on his right went black in front of his eyes. At the same time, Ian pushed Ivanka to the side on his left, directly pressing the person's hand back, preventing him from drawing his gun.

The man to the left had already taken out his gun and was about to fire when Ian kicked him in the groin.

The man let out a painful scream.

He tried to fire despite the pain, but found that the gun wouldn't come out; Ian's finger had already plunged deep into the other man's eye.

"Ah!" The man covered his face and screamed in agony.

Ian had already snatched the gun from his hand and fired another shot at the man.

At this moment, the man on the left forcefully pushed Ivanka away, drew his gun, but also encountered the problem of not being able to fire. The man on the right also grabbed Ian's neck from behind and desperately strangled him.

Ian shoved the gun into Ivanka's hand, grabbed her hand, and pointed it at the person on her left: "Fire!"

Ivanka was already terrified and had no idea to fire.

Her instinctive reaction was to crouch down and scream, but Ian didn't deal with the person choking him from behind. Instead, he hugged Ivanka and raised her right hand.

At this moment, the man on the left finally realized what was happening and reopened the safety lock.

Just as he was about to fire, Ian grabbed Ivanka's hand and fired a shot at the man.

boom!

The shot hit him squarely in the face, and blood mixed with brain matter gushed out.

"Ah!" Ivanka screamed in terror.

"Don't shout... Okay, if you want to shout, we can re-dub it."

What nonsense is he talking about?

Ivanka was horrified.

She turned around and saw Ian's head snap back, bumping into the nose of the person behind him.

The impact broke the other man's nose. Ian grabbed his hand, dislocated his arm, then grabbed the man and pretended to wrestle, yelling, "Speak, Ivanka!"

Ivanka, gun in hand, was horrified: "What did you say?"

"I told you not to touch my man!"

He turned to look at Ivanka, his eyes flashing with an eerie light.

Ivanka felt a tremor in her heart, and a surge of courage welled up within her.

She yelled, "Don't touch my man!"

He pointed the gun at the man's temple, wanting to shoot but lacking the courage.

boom!

The next moment, a gunshot rang out!

Ivanka yelled and dropped the gun.

I didn't fire the gun, so how could it have gone off?

The courage that comes from illusion and hypnosis is ultimately limited!

But it's okay, it's enough.

"Well done, baby!" Ian had released the man.

He wiped the blood from his face and said with a radiant smile, "You saved me."

What?

Ivanka stared blankly at Ian.

Ian smiled and said, "Three thugs tried to kidnap us. I only killed one, while you killed two. You're much better than me, baby."

Ivanka stared blankly at Ian.

She finally understood what had happened: "It was you..."

"Shh!" Ian raised his finger.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened.

The guests on the first floor were about to enter when they saw the blood-soaked scene in the elevator and screamed in fright.

Ian put his arm around Ivanka and said, "Come on, baby, we need to get to the monitoring room right away. I hate fighting in elevators, there's no way to set up cameras. But luckily there are cameras in elevators, and they're filmed from above, so it's not easy for others to see the fear on your face... Of course, we'll have to cut some shots, but that's okay, it's normal for news editing."

Ivanka was covered in blood and was being helped forward by Ian.

She had to be helped; her legs were too weak to move.

Hearing Ian's words, she felt even more dizzy: "You're going to turn me into a female hero? Like Jessica and Shauna?"

Ian smiled. "Better than them, my darling Ivanka. It's so boring when Ian Carl is always the one protecting the ladies; it's good news when he gets rescued by a woman too. Feminist organizations will be ecstatic, they'll support you without reservation! And your father will love it too. From now on, he can use his heroine daughter as political capital. That's the best reward I can give him for entrusting his daughter to me!"

Oh my god!

Ivanka stared blankly at Ian.

Is this Ian Karl?

He casually created a superheroine?

(End of this chapter)