Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

The car is driving fast in the New York city, and everything around is the face of New York that has never been seen before.

However, no one can imagine the pedestrians and vehicles passing by outside the car. There is a woman in this high-end Hummer who has her hands and feet tied up. The wound on her back is already bloody, her body has already been overloaded, and her body is stuck in cold sweat, relying on it. The pain in the whole body barely made myself unconscious.

But her consciousness has gradually dissipated, her eyes can only look at the rapidly passing scenery outside the car window.

New York?

Is it close to Anjia?

She was finally close to her true roots, but she did not expect to use this method.

The consciousness of Anhao gradually became more and more loose because of the body's complete overload, and gradually closed her eyes to save some energy, and tried to prevent herself from falling asleep. In a trap, she needed to keep herself awake. .

However, in less than half an hour after she closed her eyes, the car did not know which direction it was heading. It was not until the car stopped and Anhao slowly opened her eyes. The rear door opened, and several from the front The people who got off the car were about to come and drag her down.

The man in the car looked back at her: "Don't touch her, you go to see Mr. Arel first. Before you go, take a picture of this woman and show it to him."

Anhao heard that he was about to take a photo, and suddenly looked at him inexplicably. The men were also stunned, not knowing why they were suddenly asked to do this, but still obediently took the photo.

When those people took out their phones and took a few pictures of their faces, Anhao wanted to turn to the beginning, but the man suddenly said coldly, "If you don't want to be carried by them, just let them take pictures."

An Hao resisted this sense of shame. After the people took the photo and turned and walked away, she suddenly turned her eyes to the man in the car: "Why do you want to take a photo? Do you still have to list a photo of your prisoner? List? Where does such a perverted hobby come from!"

Seeing her angry like a little beast, the man curled his lips coldly: "Mrs. Left, I think this should be your true side. The soft and weak look you tried to pretend before is really It's so disgusting, I'm still thinking, how could Vllen's taste be so bad."

Anhao didn't answer. At first, she didn't know what these people were doing. Can she directly scold these people holding guns without pretending?

At least she still wants to survive before the last moment of despair!

"Want to be unbound?" The man suddenly changed his words.

She settled for a while, her wrists and ankles were so painful that she didn't feel it. The pains that had been painful before had always been the source that kept her from falling asleep. Now he would suddenly kindly help her untie it?

She didn't believe it.

But the man stretched out his hand under her obviously distrustful eyes, and dodged subconsciously, but in the next moment, he saw that he was really helping her to make the very strong material under her feet, which was made of unknown material. The rope untied.

Her legs could immediately regain her freedom, and she glanced at him in surprise, and the man motioned for her to stretch out his hand at the same time.

Although Anhao hesitated, anyway, as long as she could untie her, she would have more opportunities, so she obediently stretched out her hand.

After her hands and feet were restored to freedom, she had no strength to get out of the car, and her hands and feet were numb, she leaned in the car and asked: "You suddenly helped me to untie it to prove that you are indeed a gentleman? Are you afraid of me running away?"

"Run? With your ability, I'm afraid I can't run." The man said and laughed.

Anhao was about to scold him, but saw that a silver metal pistol that looked absolutely top-notch suddenly appeared in his hand. She suddenly became stiff and saw that the gun suddenly met her. Her chest, who had been threatened by the gun before, instantly froze.

"In our place, everyone has a weapon, and you can kill you a few hundred meters away. If you want to escape, you don't necessarily have your life to escape."

The man sneered and gave her a look, meaning to let her get out of the car.

Anhao Although she was a little scared by the gun at this moment, the gun reminded her of the blood and brains all over the floor before. Those people were blown heads by their guns. Her courage was already affected by those disgusting and **** scenes. Almost to be wiped out, but at this moment he can't show too much fear.

She sat stiffly for a while, feeling that her numb hands and feet had regained some consciousness, and then slowly turned around and got out of the car.

However, she was in a very poor condition. She shook when she got out of the car and leaned against the car door to rest for a while.

The man picked up the gunman and stopped facing her, and apparently noticed her fear in her stiff expression just now. When he got out of the car, he saw her embarrassed appearance and said, "If you were not Vllen's Wife, maybe I will ask them to carry you away, but since you are Vllen’s wife, I will try to prevent anyone from touching you, so if you can go by yourself, it’s best not to ask me to find someone to come and help you. ."

Anhao immediately tried her best to stand firm, but looked at him suspiciously, "Are you an enemy or a friend?"

The man didn't explain, he just looked at the buildings not far away that looked like ordinary villas.

But Anhao found that although these villas look high-end and luxurious, it seems to be a separate expensive villa area, but they are surrounded by their people, and no outsiders live in.

So this luxurious villa area is their site?

"Don't you...didn't you plan to get to know your husband well?" The man did not answer her, but asked lukewarmly.

Anhao didn't say a word, but tried very wittily to stand firm without anyone coming to help her.

"Zuo Hancheng..." The man said coldly, "Apart from Zuo Hancheng, he is Vllen."

Anhao glanced at him: "I know his English name is Vllen."

The man suddenly raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Do you know what the name Vllen means to us underground organizations in the United States?"

Anhao looked at him silently and found that this man's feelings for Zuo Hancheng seemed to be very complicated, and he seemed to have hatred, but he was merciful to her left wife everywhere, and did not inflict harm on her because of his hatred for Zuo Hancheng. On her body.

"The American Mafia and the Russian Mafia, as well as the Italian Mafia, are the three major mafia organizations in the world. They never interfere with each other or interfere with the actions of either party." The man's faint voice continued.

Anhao said impatiently: "I don't understand the things you told me. I have never understood your world, let alone wanted to understand."