Operation: Cobra Is Back

Chapter 1 Touch Me

"Duncan, it's your time to die!"

A cruise ship with countless holes in it was anchored in the endless sea.

He was surrounded by people around the deck.

There were old and young, men and women with different colors of skin tones.

The only same thing was that they all carried an imposing aura.

"Storm Army, Greedy Wolf, Rattlesnakes, Dark Dragon ..."

"You are all the world's top forces, and you have gathered together to surround me. Is my life worth so

much?"

The man named Duncan looked around mockingly.

Hearing this, the chiefs of the major powers felt a blush.

But when they thought of the hundreds of lives they had paid to kill Duncan, their faces became

determined.

"Duncan, you can't blame us. You were too powerful."

"You shouldn't have killed our young leader of the Storm Army!"

"You destroyed my drug den in South America, causing me to lose tens of billions of dollars in revenue

every year. Who should I kill if I don't kill you!"

The deafening noise came from everywhere!

Duncan did not expect that he would be besieged by so many forces on the threshold of his

breakthrough. He had killed his way out, but was at the point of running out of strength!

He was undaunted, however, and his face grew cold.

A murderous intent came out of him and shot up to the clouds!

"If you want to kill me, then you won't be able to leave!"

The crowd was terrified.

"No, he's going to explode himself!"

"The energy from a Master Class fighter is equivalent to ten tons of TNT. It is enough to destroy lives

within several kilometers radius. We can't even run away!"

"Kill him immediately!"

Everyone did it at the same time, and the mercenaries didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.

They tried to kill Duncan on the spot before he could explode himself.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

Rumble!

A huge mushroom cloud rose from the sea level.

More than half of the superpowers within the mercenary community were buried in the vast ocean with

Duncan's self-destruction.

...

"Duncan, how many ridiculous things do you plan to do "

"I can't believe you got caught by the police as you went to find prostitutes. If I hadn't gone to bail you

out, do you know what would have happened?!"

"Do you really want to disgrace the Kent family before you stop it?!"

There came a succession of angry curses.

Although her tone was angry, it was not difficult to hear from the ethereal voice that the woman with this

fine voice was definitely not bad looking.

Duncan was dead, but reborn.

To be more precise, he was reborn back to the year when he was twenty-three years old.

It wasn't until the angry curses rang clear in his ears that Duncan came back to his senses completely

and was sure it wasn't a dream.

He looked forward and saw a beautiful woman.

The woman was dressed in a business suit. Even so, it was still difficult to conceal her nice figure.

Her long, black, curly hair was draped over her shoulders. Her features were exquisite, like a work of

God, which was breathtakingly beautiful!

Such a stunning beauty was Duncan's nominal wife, called Alyssa.

Combined with what Alyssa had said, Duncan gradually remembered something from the past, and a

cold glint flashed across his eyes.

"What are you staring at? Are you listening to me or not!"

Alyssa was so angry at the dumbfounded look on his face that she almost went mad.

If she hadn't been afraid her grandpa would have a heart attack, she would have divorced this loser!

She was about to snap when Duncan suddenly turned around and looked at her steadily with guilt on

his face.

"It was my fault. I apologize. I promise not to do it again!"

"Do it again? Don’t even think about it!"

Alyssa's voice rose and her bright eyes filled with anger as she glared at Duncan.

She was a little surprised when Duncan admitted his mistake.

In the past, Duncan had always done what he wanted, demanded what he wanted from her, and done

everything but good things, but never once had he admitted his mistakes.

It was as if the word 'sorry' didn't exist in his vocabulary.

Now that Duncan had suddenly apologized, and Alyssa felt odd. As to what was odd, she couldn't say

it for a moment.

She stared at Duncan with mixed emotions, as if she had made some kind of decision, and suddenly Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

sat down next to him.

A faint smell of fresh air hit his nose and Duncan's heart jolted. This was the first time Alyssa had been

so close to him. Was it because of his apology?

"Touch me!"

Alyssa said coldly without looking at Duncan.

Duncan froze, "What?"

"I allow you to touch me! Isn't that what you want to do with prostitutes?"

"Anyway, we're married. I'll see it as bad luck. Hurry up and don't waste my time!"

Alyssa's tone was extremely fast and calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to

do with her.

At this point, Duncan was no more than ten centimeters from Alyssa. He inhaled slightly and all he

could smell was the distinctive scent of Alyssa's body.

Her fair skin was faintly visible through the slit in her suit.

He slowly looked down. Beneath the black knee-length skirt were two tight, beautiful legs, which were

full of temptation.

For a moment, Duncan felt his throat go dry, and he swallowed.

Alyssa heard it and felt disdainful when she didn't see Duncan make a move at all.

"What a pussy!"

She secretly judged him in her mind and despised Duncan even more.

Duncan, at this point, recalled some very bad images from his past life and a touch of pain flashed

across his eyes.

‘In my previous life, I was the one who failed you and caused your family to die. Even as I made my

way through the mercenary world, I couldn't find the person who killed you!’

‘In this life, I won't let those tragedies happen again. I will guard you well with all my might!’

With this in mind, Duncan no longer hesitated and reached out to gently place his hand on Alyssa's

soft, flexible waist.

It was not too hot or too cold, and Alyssa was wearing a shirt underneath and a suit outside.

Once Duncan's hand touched on her waist, she immediately felt it.

This made her stare at Duncan in disbelief with wide eyes.

"You really dare touch me?"

Duncan looked at her and smiled wickedly, "Wasn't you asked me to touch you?"

Alyssa gritted her teeth and simply stopped talking, then closed her eyes like she was resigned to her

fate.

Seeing this, Duncan became even more excited. Alyssa didn't resist, so she was willing to let him touch

her as much as he wanted?

His hand roamed on her body for a few moments, but he was no longer satisfied and simply reached

out to wrap his arms around her waist. With a startled cry, Alyssa fell straight into his arms.

Alyssa was so disgusted with Duncan that she didn't even bother to look at him in the past. Now that

she was in Duncan's arms, and the aggravation in her heart was palpable.

However, she held back and just glared at Duncan with hatred.

"If you dare to fool around outside again, don't blame me for being merciless!"

As she spoke, she stared at Duncan sternly.

Duncan didn't care about her threat and, with a playful smile, he replied, "With a wife as beautiful as

you, only a fool would go out and fool around."