Ivanka, who was lying in the bathtub, could never have imagined that this scene was like a nightmare.

Almost naked, her clothes had been taken off to only a pair of underwear, but her hands were tied behind her back and she was soaking in the bathtub.

With the struggling water waves gently touching her skin round and round, like a lover, and like porcelain for fear of accidentally breaking it.

But even so, her eyes were still full of disgust and disgusting expressions.

"Dahl, let me go right now, I'll just pretend nothing happened and we're still good friends." Ivanka angrily scolded the man who was curled up next to the toilet.

That's right, it was Dahl who tricked him into the hotel and stunned her, but at this moment, Dahl was kicked to the root of his life just now, and he was lying on the ground twitching non-stop.

And the blood on the edge of the toilet was slowly flowing along an unknown track, and after a while, it merged with the bigger blood on the ground, and the clear water sprayed from the shower head fell on the ground, pouring on the skinny body. general body.

The blood mixed with the water formed a whirlpool and flowed out of the sewer, as if a devil's mouth was diluting the delicious food.

The boy who seemed to be choking on water stood up with difficulty, first looked around blankly, and when he saw the blood on the toilet, he panicked and subconsciously touched the painful spot on his head.

Then he touched with one hand to another place that challenged his nerves.

If you change the venue, his two moves are completely fighting moves:

Two guards,

Take three steps back, fly away!

"You, what are you doing!"

Looking at the past along the sound, when I saw the mermaid-like girl struggling in the water, I took a closer look, the adrenal glands rushed to the brain immediately, the slightly opened mouth directly secreted saliva lying on the mouth, and the nose was not at the same time. The upbeat ones also had nosebleeds.

She was wearing a pink set. The cup of the bra was very low. In addition, the cup of the bra that was about to come out of the mountain was well maintained. When the bottom bracket was hooked, it became even bigger, and more than half of her fair skin was exposed.

The girl's crisp breasts looked very white, crystal clear, and extremely alluring.

The underpants only have the so-called lace pattern on the front, as if they were not worn, and the lush jungle inside can basically be seen clearly.

The girl's breasts are very stylish, round and very firm. The two red cherries are like top-quality rubies, shining brightly and dazzlingly, standing upright. Looking at it, the boy can't help being a little impulsive, and the Adam's apple can't help it The surge a bit.

"Don't look!

Bastard, my father is coming to save me right away, it's too late for you to let me go now." The girl's cry interrupted the boy's thoughts.

"Where is this t?" the boy blurted out, followed by a violent kick on the door.

The only thought that crossed his face as the door frame hit him was that I speak English!

The girl lying in the bathtub, no, it should be Ivanka, looked at the bodyguard who rushed in, and looked back, it was her father, and couldn't help crying.

The bodyguard looked at the elder sister who looked like this, and quickly pulled a bath towel to cover Ivanka's body, and quickly retreated. Before leaving, he glanced at the man lying on the ground, and quickly ran out in a desperate manner.

"Dad!" Ivanka cried in a crying voice, but at this moment she couldn't stand up anymore, her hands and feet were tied up by that damn Dahl.

"Good baby, it's okay, it's okay, Dad is here, it's okay." Donald didn't know where the strength came from, and he hugged Ivanka horizontally and walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, there is not only one person in the living room, but a large group of people, including a white-haired old man who is in his twilight years, a middle-aged man with a slick face like him and a big belly, and several middle-aged women standing in front of him. where.

"It's all right, Donald," said the old man, leaning on a cane with both hands and looking at the two people who came out.

"It should be fine." Donald looked at the old man, then at the daughter in his arms and shook his head.

"Go to the next door, we'll be here later," the old man nodded.

Just as Donald walked to the door, he heard a heavy sound, followed by a burst of glass crackling.

"Don't pull that beast out!" the old man growled like a lion.

"Well, Master Daer seems to have passed out," said the bodyguard who kicked the door just now.

"Then drag it out, do you still want me to teach you!" the old man shouted with his eyes wide open.

Only then did the bodyguard run into the bathroom again and saw the man wearing only boxers lying in a pool of blood. It was true that the previous wound had widened a bit.

Although the old man outside dragged him out, he couldn't listen to everything. He just wanted to lean down and help Dahl up, but when he saw the mountain bag of white powder on the surface of the basin, he quickly grabbed it and poured it directly into the basin. rush.

He quickly flushed the pile of white powder into the sewer, held the water with his hands and quickly cleaned up the residue, looked at it, and then quickly hugged the young master who passed out on the ground.

Don't look at this kid's height of more than 165 centimeters, but his weight is at most 70 catties, yes it is catties, not kilograms.

As soon as he put Dahl on the sofa, he quickly stood up. He didn't want to bear the old man's anger at this moment.

"Dad, what's the matter, I heard you coming, say hello." At this time, a middle-aged man with a big belly limped over in a hurry, leaning on a cane with one hand and wiping his head with the other. Sweating.

"You gave him these, Richard!" The old man skimmed off the white powder scattered among the shards of glass.

"Ah, this, that..." The middle-aged man named Richard scratched his already loose hair with his hands, and strangled it desperately.

"I think your leg wants to be broken too, don't you!" The old man swung the crutch in his hand and hit Richard.

At this time, Richard didn't even dare to move. He closed his eyes and waited for the crutches to fall on him. He grinned as he wanted to bear the pain, but he listened in confusion and saw that the old man had been given to him by his brothers. Pulled.

"Mr. Hohen, why don't we go first?" A middle-aged man with a police badge pinned to his waist asked the person next to him awkwardly.

"Go, don't go, arrest this guy for me, rape, drug use, illegal possession of guns, give him whatever you want, and put him in prison for the rest of his life!" Old Hohen growled and pointed The unconscious sub on the couch.

"Take it away first, take it back to the police station first." Seeing that his father hadn't beaten him, Richard quickly called the police to take the ancestor away.