Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 656

“Wait...” Timothy stopped Armand, keeping his eyes on Manfred, “Let me check his martial arts skills first.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Timothy had already rushed over like a hurricane.

Manfred suddenly felt a strong overcast wind blowing over. He thought it should be Timothy, and he quickly picked up his breath, trying to use his inner strength to hold him back.

But he didn’t expect that his back waist suddenly felt sore, and the strength of his hand was suddenly lost. When he frowned and lifted his breath again, he could only feel an enormous pain in his brain.

In a short moment of thinking, Rylee has been taken from Manfred’s arm to Timothy’s.

Timothy hugged Rylee safely, lowered his head, reached out and brushed Rylee's hair. He then said softly, “Honey, let's go home now.”

Manfred couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to one knee, gasping for air in pain.

Timothy's martial art was far beyond his expectations!

One move to defeat him!

That’s a god move. He didn't even understand what had happened just now, and he was defeated like this.

“Timothy!”

Manfred gritted his teeth, got down on one knee, and raised his head.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Timothy glanced lazily at Manfred. “Does the loser have anything to say?”

Manfred frowned and looked at Rylee, “Unless I die here today! I won't give Rylee to you!”

“Wow you are so in love with Rylee now? Why would you get engaged to another woman and make Rylee so sad? Manfred, as a normal person, you can't ask for too much.”

After that, Timothy didn't even bother to talk to Manfred. He simply turned around and leave.

“Timothy! Stop! Give me my Rylee!”

Manfred cried out in a heart-wrenching manner, and stood up impatiently.

As soon as he stood up, he felt like his head was going to explode. With a sudden blind of his eyes, he spurted a mouthful of blood, and he has already fallen down forwards.

He fell on the carpet in the aisle and lost conscious.

Just now, Timothy has sealed several of his main acupoints.

Armand glanced at Manfred and muttered to himself, “Bloody asshole, hiding the truth that he actually knows about martial art! What a dick hole! Guys, let’s go!”

With the sound of neat steps... Everyone from the EP Noir Society walked towards the elevator while protecting Timothy.

Timothy draped his trench coat to cover Rylee, wrapping her tightly.

Rylee's little hands, like a cat, gently tugged at his chest.

The hot little face was pressed against his chest, blowing hot air to him at once.

“Hot...it's so hot...”

Timothy, both anxious and upset, patted Rylee's ass gently. He then hugged Rylee tightly, and whispered, “Okay, come on, we will soon get you cured.”

Armand held on to the door, a group of younger gunmen guarded the car. Those people in the hotel didn't know what was going on, but the car Timothy was sitting in had already driven away.

In just a few minutes, the boys with guns all disappeared.

The people in panic still kept squatting on the ground. Looking at each other, they whispered, “It seems that everyone is gone, can we move?”

“Who just let out a fart! It stinks!”

One man shouted angrily.

All of a sudden, as if the fuse was lit, the group of people who were squatting on the ground just now exploded. In order to stay away from their farts, they all spread out.

Timothy lifts the outer clothes and check Rylee.

She was curled up on his lap, and her little hands had already unbuttoned two of Timothy's shirts!

She pursed her red-hot mouth and moved closer to where it had been untied. She pressed her lips against Timothy's skin, and kissed Timothy little by little.

Damn…

Timothy gasped wildly. His whole body was tense.

He touched her little face with his hand, her temperature was very high. He quickly opened her eyes and checked her eyeballs which were very red.

“Damn it! The dose is overwhelming! That’s so rude!”

With such a large dose, if she can't get enough sex, she may die.

Many crazy men and women died in the bar in a hideous posture because of the overdose of the meds.

“Armand, bring some warm water!”

“Oh, here.”

Armand handed over a glass of water. Timothy took a sip, leaned over, mouth to mouth, feeding the water into her mouth.

Rylee was like a woman in the desert for a long time, licking his lips, drinking the water eagerly.

Before Timothy could get up, she stuck her head out and kissed Timothy's lips.

It was the kind of kiss without any rules, like a kitten licking its food.