In the north of the city.
There was an open-air private training ground.
The winding roads were in the middle of the blue fence. Countless paths crisscrossed, and the parterre of different shapes separated each road. The green lawn was shining under the scorching sun.
In the middle of the road stood a woman in a hospital gown. Her hair was messy and stuck to her face. Her mouth was covered by a white cloth, and she could only make a whining sound.
Isabella was tied and she stood there like an electric pole, her hair all over her body stood up and there was horror in her eyes.
A sapphire blue Maserati was speeding towards her.
"HMM... HMM..." Isabella kept shaking her head and said no, her whole body was trembling but she couldn't make any sound.
The Maserati was approaching her step by step like the devil's claws.
Seeing the car getting closer and closer, Isabella shook her head and begged, tears pouring down like a torrent.
'No, no, no...
Mr. Albert, I'm sorry. I'm sorry...'
Isabella begged again and again in her heart. She knelt on the ground and begged Albert to spare her life.
She didn't dare to hurt Kristina anymore.
Albert ignored her kowtow and ordered the driver to speed up.
Isabella felt that she was going to stop breathing. She deeply realized that no one could save her, no one...
Then she had to give it a try with all her strength.
At this critical moment, Isabella fell to the ground like a caterpillar, wriggling and crawling to the edge of the lawn.
Her life was hanging by a thread, like a candle in the wind.
But she didn't want to die.
She still struggled stubbornly. Even though her body rubbed against the ground in pain, she had to fight.
Sitting in the car and watching this scene, Albert couldn't help smiling, "Look, she is still struggling."
"Boss, if we hit her to death, we may be sued." The man sitting in the driver's seat was called Ford Chou. He was a hitman hired by Albert for three years. Now Ford Chou was Albert's confidant.
"You're right. Ford Chou." Albert agreed with a smile, but he didn't mean to stop. Instead, he stared at the woman struggling on the ground. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he raised his hand, "Don't really bump into her."
"I'm impressed by her stubbornness. It seems that the training in this period of time is not in vain. She is much smarter than Hailee. She will be a better pawn. Keep it. "
"Yes, boss." Ford Chou slowed down the car and braked sharply when he was about to hit Isabella.
Sizzle...
A harsh sound was heard.
Isabella turned around and looked at the car. She was so frightened that she opened her mouth wide and ate a mouthful of dust.
The car was less than half a meter away from her body.
It took Isabella a long time to react. Her pale face was covered with tears, stained with dust, and looked like a beggar.
"HMM... HMM..." With the cloth in her mouth, her voice could be heard continuously.
Having a narrow escape from death, Isabella wept with joy.
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