You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1392

Chapter 1392

Senator Hughes was lying on the ground, motionless, eyes wide open, dead.

He probably didn't expect to end up dead at the hands of his allies.

Didn't escape the country and didn't enjoy all that money he had, so he died.

Otis squinted at Senator Hughes a look, heart holding fire, let him usually restrain a little, not all day to indulge in sex, do not leave a tail, so as not to be caught in the handle. He is good, drifted, then can not blame anyone, can only send him to meet the King of Hell.

Otis waved the muzzle in front of Luther and Karl.

"Everywhere you guys are. , are you all tired of living?" He sneered, "In case one day I don't hold the gun properly, accidentally, bang, haha, life is gone, aren't you guys afraid?"

Luther was not impressed, "Mr. Robertson, do you dare? Just now, killing the fugitive congressman, you are afraid that the crime is not small. Do you really think you can keep everything down? There comes a time when you can't hold back."

A pause, "I advise you, better restrain yourself. For a hundred years, warlords are THE Heath, not half related to you. People, do not think about what does not belong to you."

Otis' face changed, just for a moment.

"It's just a matter of tying the knot and getting married. The Heath family married to me is THE Heath family's daughter, and Joyce was supposed to belong to me, wasn't she?" He provoked directly, and the gun in his hand was not lowered, but pointed at Luther's forehead.

Otis spat out clearly, word by word, "Advise Mr. Warner not to get involved in the fight between warlords. What should be given up, should be given up. Now give me Joyce, I can still let you off the hook, later can not say ..."

Luther was instantly furious, his fists clenched.

Although Otis had a gun in his hand, he now just wanted to go up and beat him up.

This is the first time that Otis, straight to his face, screamed at him that he coveted his wife. Although he knew Otis's mind before, after all, did not say it directly.

It is tolerable, but not tolerable.

Karl saw the momentum and held Luther down.