Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 1388

After the two men in black left, Blume Grant took Orange's hand and headed outside.

"Wait a minute!"

Orange shook off his hand and looked at Blume Grant.

Blume Grant couldn't understand what was wrong with her, and her good-looking eyes kept asking questions.

"Those two guys just said they captured a girl and sent her here?"

"Well, so what?"

Seeing Blume's indifferent look, Orange's small heart rose up with anger and said in as low a voice as possible, "Are we just going to watch her die?"

"Or what? Or do you think that with two of us we can beat so many people here?" Not to mention that these people were holding heavy machine guns in their hands, and they could be shot into a hornet's nest at any time once they were discovered.

Orange knew of course that it was impossible to save people with their abilities, but she couldn't really do it if she had to pretend she didn't hear them.

"We may not be able to save the girl, but didn't those two people just say that? That young master of theirs is a fool, maybe we can start with him, once we get rid of him, won't he be harming others?"

"Are you sure that's what you're supposed to be like as a killer?"

Blume Grant's eyes questioned with anger.

Even he himself doesn't know why he is so angry.

Seeing Blume Grant angry, Orange thought he was greedy for life and death, and said angrily, "Since you don't want to go I don't dare to force you, I'll go by myself."

As a killer to have such feelings should not be, but think of just those two people said that there have been so many girls have been tortured to death, even if she does not want to care, but also ultimately can not resist the condemnation of conscience, because uncle said, no matter what occupation, the first one that is the depths of the heart must always have a trace of good thoughts, as a killer in her eyes can not have anyone, but now she is not in the implementation of the The first thing you can do is to do what you can.

Seeing that Orange misunderstood herself, Blume Grant pulled her back and said with a hint of coldness in his voice, "Just this once, next time."

With that, he headed to the front.

At the same time, another chamber outside the tomb, a girl was tied up and thrown on a large stone bed, woke up to see a strange with cold, spooky room in front of her.

"Oooh ......"

The girl struggled hard, but found no use at all, tears fell, eyes full of intense fear of the color.

Blume Grant walked for about ten minutes before noticing that there were more and more soldiers standing guard, and on the way they did not find the room where the girl was being held.

Looking at the black men standing patrolling the doorway in the distance, Orange was just about to strike when he was stopped by Blume Grant, "Hold on, let's find someone to ask."

Orange withdrew the concealed weapon from his hand and looked at him with a nod.

Then two small figures quickly disappeared in the corridor of the crypt.

"Oops ......"

"Hey, what's going on?"

A man guarding the door suddenly covered his stomach, and another man hurried over to ask.

"My stomach hurts, keep an eye on it, I'm going to make it easy."

"Go on, go on!"

The man waved a hand at him.

"Thanks!"

Saying that, the man covered his stomach and hurriedly jogged towards a passage in front of him.

Blume Grant saw this, the corners of his lips hooked up a Tammy smile, really stepped through the iron shoes, no place to find, to get all the work.

"Go!"

The words fell, two small figures quickly touched towards the direction of the man left, after the solution of the man's entire body a burst of relief, while wearing pants while humming a song to go out.