The Girl Come Back Is Super (Nikita)

Chapter 1589 Do You Want Me to Look at It for You?
Nikita and Sheehan acted like usual. After Sheehan got off work, Nikita left the office with him.
The two of them got into the car.
Just as the car drove out of the underground parking lot, a black business car not far away immediately followed them.
“Costello, is that car really going to break down halfway?” In the passenger seat sat one of the punks, who looked at the black
Rolls-Royce they were following and asked with an excited expression.
“I personally deflated the tires of that car. And when the car drives to the outskirts, it will definitely have to stop.
When the time comes, we’ll do it.”
“Well, I understand. We’ll do what you said, and when the time comes. We’ll go up to them, saying we’ll help, so they’ll let their
guard down. And then we’ll do it.”
Costello still had a cigarette in his mouth with an excited expression on his face as well, “You two, be more alert and don’t mess
things up. As long as we succeed in kidnapping them, we can have as much money as we want.”
“We will do our job, Costello. You can rest assured!” In the back seat, another punk rubbed his hands excitedly with shining eyes.
They were quite excited.
They felt that they were about to get rich.
They were going to live a rich life with whatever they wanted.
After Nikita and Sheehan got into the car, Nikita spotted Costello and their car at first sight.
Looking at the black business car that had been following behind them, Nikita raised a faint smile and squeezed her fingers.
Sheehan’s villa was in the suburbs.
So they had to go back through a sparsely populated suburban area.
The black Rolls-Royce drove on but gradually slowed down, as if there was some kind of malfunction. Then it stopped.

Less than five feet behind the same road, a black business car stopped not long after the Rolls-Royce.
Subsequently, a man came out of the black business car.
Wearing a hat and sunglasses, the man walked up to the Rolls-Royce and knocked on the driver’s door.
The window of the Rolls-Royce was down.
Inside the car.
Sheehan looked up at the man standing next to her and asked in a detached voice, “Something wrong?”
The punk outside the car saw Sheehan in person for the first time.
He, a gangster who had experienced a lot of fights, was shocked by Sheehan’s strong aura, which could not possibly be held by
an ordinary man.
Inexplicably, he developed a bit of fear because of the man’s glance.
He wouldn’t have dared to mess with this kind of man normally.
But thinking of today’s purpose and the temptation of tens of millions, the punk immediately got excited and kept on his role,
asking with his hands on his hips enthusiastically, “Dude, is there something wrong with your car? I happened to know something
about auto repair. Do you want me to take a look at it?”
Their original plan was to do it after Sneehan and Nikita got out of the car. They were going to sneak up on them from behind.
They had a complete set of kidnapping tools in the black business car.
Electric batons, knives, ropes...
“Malfunction?” Sheehan narrowed his eyes and looked at the punk, “It seems to be a little malfunctioning. You really know how to
repair cars?”
“Of course!” Seeing that he had fallen for it, the punk immediately patted his chest excitedly and said, “I’ve been working in an
auto repair store for several years. And I’m a professional in repair. How about this? I’ll help you fix your car. You just need to
watch”

“Okay.” Sheehan reached out and pulled open the door, “You fix the car. How much you charge for repairs, I’ll pay you double.”