Outside the suburbs, in an abandoned factory, two young men got out of the car, raised their chins and said to Director Mediterranean: "Get out of the car."

"Where is this?" Mediterranean got out of the car and looked around at the extremely desolate and dilapidated abandoned factory. Before he could close the car door, a young man hit the back of the head with a pistol and knocked him unconscious.

"This dead pig can actually sit in the position of director. I guess this is a characteristic of China." The silver-haired young man sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Such a person's life is in vain. It is better to send him to see Jesus as soon as possible.

Bah!" Then, he spat on him in disgust and kicked him.

Another young man with black hair laughed and said, "Chinese people don't believe in Jesus."

When she opened the trunk, she saw that Wen Wen had woken up and had been in the dark. Suddenly, a strong light penetrated her eyes, irritating her so much that she didn't dare to open her eyes and immediately squinted. It took a while to get used to it. "Oh,

You wake up pretty quickly." The silver-haired young man joked. The two of them worked together to lift out the tenderness inside.

, the latter has regained consciousness, but her hands and feet are bound, unable to move, her mouth is sealed, and she cannot open her mouth. She looked at the two people in front of her, her bright eyes showing deep fear. She could not move her mouth, so she could only

She reluctantly made a sound of "Uh-huh...uh-huh" and asked the two men to tear off the tape that sealed her mouth.

The silver-haired young man smiled evilly and said to Wen Wen: "You can tear off the tape on your mouth, but I have to remind you in advance that this place is usually too lazy to visit, let alone people. So, you just broke it.

No one will come to save you if your throat is broken, it's just a waste of effort. So I advise you, don't shout at the top of your voice, I don't want you to disturb the silence of my ears, do you hear me?"

"Hmm!" Wen Wen nodded vigorously.

The silver-haired young man tore open the seal on his gentle mouth without gentleness. The pain made her feel as if her mouth was torn apart. The pain made her burst into tears. She couldn't help but curse: You Yaya are so cruel. You don't know how to show mercy to women.

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"Who are you? Why did you arrest me here?" she asked in a gentle voice, trembling slightly.

"Who are we?" the silver-haired young man laughed wildly and joked, "It's now, and you still don't know who we are. It seems that you are really far behind compared to your sister."

"Are you from Roget?" Wenwen became more and more panicked. Roget was her father's sworn enemy. This time the two sides were fighting to the death. If it fell into his hands, the situation was really not good.

"It turns out you're not completely stupid." The black-haired young man laughed loudly, and then stepped aside. Several people walked out from behind him. Among them, the one who walked in the front wasn't Roget?

"Sure enough, it's you." Her gentle, beautiful eyes suddenly widened, looking at Rogert in panic.

"My beautiful little princess, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. You were disobedient before and actually left by yourself. After wandering around for so long, you still came back to me. It seems that we are really destined.

"

Wen Wenwen cursed loudly: "Bah! Who is destined to be with you? You don't even look at how bad you are. Whoever is destined to be with you will be unlucky."

Roget was not angry, and the silver-haired young man stepped out of the way. Roget walked up to Wen Wen, smiled evilly, knelt down and said, "You still have such a character. Although you are scared in your heart, you still refuse to admit defeat. I

I just admire this kind of woman, she has character and taste, I like her."

He stretched out his hand to hold Wen Wenwen's chin, Wen Wenwen turned his head desperately, and cursed loudly: "Asshole, don't touch me!"

"If you don't want to touch her, don't touch her. If you don't touch her now, there will be many opportunities for me to touch her slowly in the future." Roget was obedient and really didn't touch her again. He sighed hypocritically and said, "It's gone round and round and back to the original place."

Earth, you fell into my hands again. It seems that this is really destined. Your life and death are under my control. No matter how you escape, no matter where you escape, you will eventually

After all, you still have to come back to me. Cry, cry as much as you want. I know you are very scared now. I know you want to cry, so just cry. Don’t suppress it. I won’t force you to suppress your emotions.

, I prefer to see you crying and begging me. The proud little princess, crying and begging me to let her go, that feeling... must be wonderful."

Wen Wen didn't refute or sarcastically, but the expression in her eyes had fully demonstrated that she was self-righteous and disdainful of Roget's self-absorption. Her eyes were full of ridicule, and there was a playful sneer at the corner of her mouth.

Her expression fell into Roget's eyes, and he was greatly shocked. His eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted in disbelief: "You are not gentle!"

As soon as his words came out, "Wen Wen" acted according to the opportunity and had already broken the ropes binding her hands and feet. The moment his palms came over, her whole body flew back diagonally. After moving half a foot away, she turned in a tilted direction.

, pulled out a few silver needles from his waist and sent them out, forcing Roget to retreat.

Hidden weapon, unable to pursue her. Just as she touched the ground with her toes, the silver-haired young man and the black-haired young man standing at the front chased her from left to right. "Gentle" pointed her toes to the ground and spun her body around, her long hair flying.

Several silver needles were thrown out of her long hair and shot towards the two young men.

The two young men quickly jumped out of the way, and "Gentle" was able to stand firm, with a smile on his face, full of sarcasm. Roget realized that something was wrong, and shouted angrily: "You are not Gentle, who the hell are you!?"

"Gentle" smiled sarcastically at Roget: "I am indeed not gentle, but you know it's too late."

After being shocked, Roget returned to his heroic character and sneered: "Even if you are not gentle, even if you succeed in luring me away, so what? Wen Tingjun, Ba Tian and Xiao Ling are all in Europe, and you alone can

Do you still want to do something?"

"Really? What if you add me?" A yuppie male voice came in from outside, lazily and jokingly, which made Roget suddenly startled, and his brows and heart skipped a beat. The silver-haired young man

He and the black-haired young man made a prompt decision and pounced on Fake Wenwen at the same time, with the intention of capturing her first. No matter who it was, with a hostage in hand, he would definitely be able to defeat him, and his side would be in an invincible position.

"Take your dirty hands back." The voice suddenly became cold and ruthless, and a figure swept in like a ghost, followed by two screams that echoed in the abandoned factory. A young man stood next to "Gentle", hugging the beauty.

With a slender waist, he looked at the two of them and smiled coldly: "If you dare to touch my wife, don't even want your hands."

The two young men had each lost a hand. Their right hands were removed from their wrists. Blood gushes out. What cut off their wrists was air.

"Gentle" said coquettishly: "You are really violent and bloody... but people like it."
Chapter completed!