A Wild and Hot Cutie novel Chapter 89

"Uncle, how can I get out when you bind me like this?"

Mark unties her and says, "You don't want to run away. If you dare to run away, I'll go to your school and tell your classmates that you, Alisa, have been someone else's mistress..."

Alisa opens her mouth and looks at mark incredulously. She begins to wonder if this man is her uncle or not?

"Go!"

Mark covers his face with a gray cap, keeps a certain distance from Alisa, and walks out of the bicycle factory.

After turning left at the exit of the alley, he sees branch of Huaxia Bank.

Mark hesitates for a moment, but decides to venture out with Alisa.

Soon, two people came to the lobby of the bank.

Alisa shows her bank card. "This is my gold card. I want to withdraw money."

The lobby manager takes Alisa's card. "Oh, miss, just a moment. I'll check it."

Alisa nods and looks back to see mark. Mark only shows two eyes. The knife under the sleeve comes out with a sharp point. She reaches for her neck and touches it. There are thin blood lines flowing out.

Three minutes later, the lobby manager comes out and says, "Hello, miss, this is a VIP card with no limit. If you want to withdraw money, please come with me..."

Mark sees that Alisa is going to be invited, and hurries to follow.

The lobby manager looks back at mark. "Sir, please wait outside..."

Mark quickly explains, "I'm her uncle. She has to take a lot of money. I'm afraid she will take it..."

The lobby manager smiles politely and mildly, blocking Mark.

"I'm sorry, sir. We only allow the cardholder himself to enter the VIP room, which is our rule. You can rest assured that no matter how much money we take, we will give her the safest protection measures according to her own wishes. "

Mark watches Alisa disappear at the corner of the bank passage.

When he thinks about it carefully, he suddenly feels something is wrong. Didn't Alisa say that this card was stolen from Davis? Why does it become the cardholder's own? This girl must have lied to him.

Mark wakes up and is about to run outside.

All of a sudden, two security guards rushes over and grabs Mark.

Mark roars and struggles. "You let go of me. What are you doing?"

The security guard calmly searches out a rusty knife from him. "Are you carrying a murder weapon into the bank? Is there anything wrong?"

"Let go of me. It's just a knife, not a gun. You can't catch me like this..."

Mark struggles hard. At this time, a pair of leather shoes comes in from outside the bank, with a long, straight figure and a domineering and handsome face in his sight.

Davis takes off the sunglasses on his face and goes to Mark's front in dark time. "If you don't go to heaven, if you don't go to hell, you will enter."

Mark is stupid. He doesn't expect that Davis will come here.