Winner Takes All novel Chapter 459

No way!

No way!

Stop!

Jack screamed in his heart, and was crazy at that moment.

But he didn't even have a chance to stop it.

There was a rustling sound.

The cold touch crashed Jack’s mind.

The lower part of the body... It really didn't need to be cleaned.

Rena, you are a woman. Did you know that?

Jack could clearly feel Rena's hands moving down, and the coldness brought by the wet fingertips touching the skin was like an electric shock.

Finally, Jack felt a chill.

Hiss...

He heard Rena take a gasp.

It was over...

Jack was completely desperate.

At this moment, he was like a dead fish on the chopping board, and could only be "slaughtered" by Rena.

Immediately.

"It's no big deal. An innocent mind makes everything innocent. I have watched it for seven days, and it's okay. I can be completely indifferent to worldly temptations."

Rena's deep breathing sounded suddenly in his ears.

Then, Jack heard that she was reciting the scriptures seriously.

"When Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara was practicing the profound Prajna Paramita, he illuminated the Five Skandhas and saw that they were all empty, and he crossed beyond all suffering and difficulty."

He listened to the sound of reciting scriptures, feeling the coldness of the towel rubbed on his thighs.

Jack felt like weeping but had no tears.

However, he could also feel that Rena was serious when she carefully helped him clean his body.

She really didn't touch anywhere that shouldn't be touched.

This comforted Jack a bit, who was in collapse.

This scrub should have made him more comfortable. But for Jack, who was sober at this time, it was a torture.

Feelings of guilt, helplessness, despair, and self-blame overwhelmed him.

They were like sharp knives, slicing his bones and flesh.

It lasted for nearly ten minutes.

Finally.

"Okay, I finished!"

Rena's voice was like the sound of nature to Jack.

At that moment, Jack felt a sense of relief.

Finally... It was over.

The sound of Rena washing the towel with water echoed in his ears.

Soon, footsteps sounded.

Rena left.

Jack was lying on the bed, it's quiet all around.

At this time with the quiet environment, his brain gradually became more active.

Who sent the killer that night?

Closing the entire road, and sending a killer, the master behind was obviously a big shot.

But in this foreign land, did he have enemies?

Thoughts surged, but entangled like rotten cotton wool.

Jack couldn't understand. He obviously had no enemies in this foreign land.

All his focus was on fighting for the position of the head of the Hughes family.

The enemies should be related to this matter, or to the people around him.

But now, all those enemies had been trampled on by him.

From beginning to end, Jack never extended his sphere of influence to here.

Ha had no power here, let alone enemies.

He couldn't understand it, but a sense of exhaustion came like a tide.

"The body is still too weak, and it is hard to even think deeply."

Jack lamented in his heart. According to Carlos, his survival was pure luck.