Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 641: Rushed Over

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. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

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.

She didn’t want to see that nasty man. She didn’t want to image what she had to suffer next.

She sold her first night because she had to get one million for the cemetery fees.

Today… She was raped!

That man laughed, "Are you embarrassed? Open your eyes. See how I get into you! Are you waiting for me to give you a comfortable prelude?"

Then, he rubbed Rylee’s boobs hard.

Rylee was shivering. She bit her lips hard. It was already bleeding.

The man was already licking his lips. His hand wandered on Rylee. Gradually, he touched Rylee’s jeans.

"Let me see whether it is wet."

He laughed. His penis was already straight.

Just when he was to unbutton the jeans, the door was opened.

"Damn it, get out!"

The man said ferociously.

Those guys came in and screamed, "Boss! Someone from EP Noir Society comes here!"

The man suddenly frowned and looked over at Rylee who was lying on the floor.

Then he covered Rylee with his T-shirt.

He hadn’t fucked her. How could he let others see her? He had to enjoy her alone well.

After he explained to EP Noir Society, he would go on.

Rylee’s face was covered with his clothes. The sweaty smell made her feel nausea. She almost vomited.

All sweaty smell!

Disgusting!

Timothy was also a thug. Why did he have such fresh smell?

Why the gap was so big?

The man whispered, "Slut, tonight you are mine. Do not worry. I’ll come back soon.”

The man stood up, clapped his hands and was about to put on his pants. At this time, a group of people rushed in.

"Do not move! Timothy has orders. Whoever moves, we can shoot him! You guys are against the wall!"

A group of men saw Rylee who was lying on the floor. They didn’t go to check her. They all put submachine on the heads of the man with tattoos and his men. They were all against the wall, facing the wall and putting their hands above their heads.

The man with the tattoos smiled and said, "Buddy, I'm Truman. I know Panther…"

"Shut up! Stand against the wall!! Panther is also here! This is Timothy’s command!"

The man with tattoos had no ways. He had to stand facing the wall.

Then he looked at Rylee who was lying on the floor.

Rylee didn’t dare to move!

She was naked now!

Listening to the footsteps, she was anxious.

There were so many men. She didn’t know whether they were good guys or not. If she cried for help, what if these people couldn’t control themselves when seeing a naked woman?

Wait and see it first.

The boss of the bar, Panther and many men from EP Noir Society were all standing at the doorway. They stood up straight, waiting Timothy.

From a distant, they saw two beams of shiny lights. Blink of an eye, the car stopped in front of them.

With the screech of brakes, the luxury car directly came over.

As soon as the door was opened, Timothy jumped out of the car first.

"Boss!"

Those guys who were waiting at the door shouted together and bowed.

Panther walked up to him, bent over and said, "Boss, I’m Panther, who manages two blocks…"

Before he could finish, Timothy kicked him five meters away.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Timothy was so angry now.

Panther felt so hurt. But he still got up and stood aside respectfully.

Timothy went inside and commanded, "Go to search the room one by one, to find Rylee!"

A dozen of people rushed inside.

Kenneth got out of the car, looked at Panther and whispered, "If something happens to boss' girlfriend, you will be dead. Little fool!"

Kenneth poked a finger on Panther's forehead.

"Ah? Boss’ girlfriend?"

Panther was shocked and watched Timothy's back. He wiped off the blood on his lips.

All men divided into several groups. They searched the rooms one by one and asked who Rylee was.