Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229 Take Action

"What if the woman lies to us?"

Hardy smoked the cigarette and laughed gloomily, "Who would be so dumb to lie to us with her own body? Besides, the woman doesn't know our identities. If she dares to lie, I'll kill her."

There were other few men playing cards here. All of them also laughed lewdly as they remembered what had happened at the bar the day before yesterday.

Although the woman was a little ruthless, she was easily fooled to go to the bar without vigilance..

As the group of people waited leisurely for a while, Hardy glanced at the clock. He somehow had a bad feeling about this.

Unlike Yvonne, he took his feeling seriously because the same kind of feeling had saved his life many times.

"Get up. Kemp, you call Dick and ask what has happened. Why aren't they here yet? I don't think this place is safe now. Let's change a place."

All these fat people in the room got busy then.

A man called Kemp made the call while smoking, but no one answered the call.

He turned pale.

"Hardy, no one answered.."

Hardy changed his face and said, "Go, go, go... Pack and leave, now."

The group of people hurriedly took their guns and weapons and ran out. But they all got stunned as they opened the door.

The room was surrounded by armed policemen, who were holding riot shields in their hands and pointing their guns at them.

"Don't move!"

The next second, people in the room got panicked. Few of them who stood close to the door raised their hands when they saw these police officers.

The police rushed in one by one, disarmed these people, and handcuffed them.

Hardy tried to escape through the window as the policemen came into the room.

Just when he landed, he got knocked down to the floor while there was still an excited and ferocious expression on his face.

A slender hand grabbed his wrist and twisted it. Along with a miserable shriek, the gun Handy was holding fell on the ground and was kicked away by a black military boot.

Hardy turned to see the man who twisted his wrist. He felt a little familiar with the man. But there was no time for him to think. He tried to fight back with the other hand while enduring the severe pain, then a silver light flashed by quickly.

"Ahhhh..."

Hardy screamed loudly.

手术刀带着殷红的血光半截刀身插进了墙里，彪哥的另一只手手腕上此刻已经被血染红了。It was a blood-covered scalpel inserted in the wall, and Hardy's wrist of the other hand was bleeding.

"Well... Now I caught a big mouse."

Louis's reckless voice came from above. Hardy's face turned pale in great pain. He curled up on the ground and turned his pale face to see the people around him. Several young people were wearing black camouflage uniforms. They seemed more like some rich guys instead of cops.

It was so embarrassing that Hardy was beaten by these young people.

Martin twisted his neck and knuckles, staring at Hardy and laughing grimly.

"Now it's my turn."

Martin then started to beat Hardy.

Marcus was looking stern. He let go of Hardy's broken hand, took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his chest pocket, and wiped his own fingers seriously. It seemed that there was something dirty on them.

It wasn't harmful yet extremely insulting to Hardy.

Shawn walked slowly to the wall and pulled out the scalpel with his white-gloved fingers. He coldly looked at the red blood on the scalpel with a little disgust.

Shawn also took out a white handkerchief and wiped it carefully, then sprayed disinfectant after that.

After doing this, Shawn threw the gloves and the handkerchief into the garbage bag held by the bodyguard behind.

"Throw it away. It's dirty."

"Ouch. You... How can police beat people?"

Louis kicked him and said condescendingly.

"Sorry, but we are not police."

Hardy was speechless.

"Who the he*l are they?" Hardy thought.

He was excited when he came out of the window, thinking he would escape soon.