Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 641

Timothy took over the phone and said quickly, "I am Timothy! You immediately go to that bar with some people and control them. Whoever wants to struggle, just shoot him! "

"What? Yes!"

Timothy gritted his teeth, "If there is something wrong, I'll twist off your head!"

"Yes!"

The man who answered the phone was a little boss. He managed two neighborhoods. According to his level, he had never seen Timothy. He saw Armand once before in the distant.

This time, Timothy actually personally spoke to him. OMG! What happened in that bar? Even Timothy came here in person!

His head...!

"What are you guys doing? Bring all the weapons. Immediately rush to the bar. No matter who has actions, just shoot him!"

Timothy had shortness of breath. Seeing it, even Kenneth had cold sweats.

Boss was now murderous!

Please bless that girl was safe! If something happened to her, no one would know what Timothy would do.

Timothy looked indifferent. He took out a pistol, checked it again, and then inserted it into the waist.

Kenneth swallowed and did not dare say a word.

In fact, he also had a gun.

"Accelerated!!" Timothy stared at the road and ordered.

The driver tried to step on the gas and whispered, "Boss, I have already sped up."

Timothy looked at his watch and said, "Not enough!"

The car accelerated again. It was like a rocket and flied on the highway.

This was in the city!

Not the highway!

There was an old man who was facing the window and singing. He suddenly found a bolt of lightning flashed from the road outside his window, which was accompanied by the sound of tire friction with the ground.

He blinked, muttering, "What is that? Meteor?"

He climbed up on the window to watch the road and exclaimed, "Nice traffic today! There is no car on the road! I can sleep well tonight."

On the bright and spacious eight-lane highway, no cars drove past.

From the place where Timothy ate to the bar, all vehicles were driven away. There was no stupid guy who dared to disobey Timothy’s orders!

The man with the tattoo grinned, turned over Rylee who wore the handcuff. Rylee glared at him fiercely.

"Ha-ha, bitch, you really are my type. I just like your hot temper."

"You idiot! Get away from me! I feel sick!"

Rylee screamed in despair.

That man was not angry. He laughed and squatted. Then he touched Rylee’s face. Rylee turned her face around, "Bitch, you look really beautiful. I’m turned on! Do not be angry. When I get into your body, you will know how cool it is. At that time, you won’t blame me, but beg me more."

Rylee was so angry.

That man slowly took off his T-shirt, exposing his tattoos.

He had already taken off his pants.

Rylee immediately turned around and didn’t want to look his ugly face.

"Slut, look at me! See, here will become increasingly large. It’s so fun. Only when it’s large can you feel cool."

Playing with his penis himself, he gasped. He squatted, reaching to touch between Rylee legs.

Rylee wore jeans and kicked him hard. He was almost kicked on the face. Then he cursed and moved back.

"Bitch! Let me teach you well!"

He sat on Rylee. She was blushed and wanted to get rid of him.

"Let me check your boobs first. If they’re large enough, I’ll be gentle and kiss them."

Rylee was almost going crazy.

The man reached over to lift Rylee’s T-shirt. Then he saw the pink bra. Her boobs were like two rabbits and were so big.

"Wow, not bad! Slut, you do not look fat. But your breasts are big! I like them."

Then he held Rylee’s boobs.

He seemed so enjoyable.

Besides, he said, "So comfortable. I can’t stand it. Let’s start!"

Rylee wanted to cry. She fiercely spit on the man's face, then shouted, "You’ll go to the hell! I curse you’ll be impotence forever!"

The man leaned back and wiped the spittle on his face. He was so furious, "Bitch! I wanted to be gentle. But you angered me!"

Then, he tore Rylee’s T-shirt.

"No!"

Rylee was scared and cried. Tears slip out a little bit.

Too humiliation!

Rylee closed her eyes. Her lips were trembling.