A Wild and Hot Cutie

Mark sees Alisa wakes up, bang, throws away the basin and squats down in front of her.

"Tell Uncle, what's the password of this card? Tell Uncle, uncle will let you go... "

The basement is originally very wet and cold. Alisa is now all wet and has a loud sneeze.

"Uncle, this money is not mine. Let's turn ourselves in to the police! Uncle, I beg you... "

Mark slaps Alisa in the face, "Bitch, bitch Davis just treats you as a plaything. You even think about him for fear that he will take the money. "

"I'll tell you, Davis, his ability is not a good thing. He killed Selena, caused the collapse of Yahua, and made me hunted down by usury. You still protect him, Alisa, can you make your mind clear... "

Mark growls.

Alisa is slapped and her face is burning.

"Uncle, I don't know the password..."

Mark is quite annoyed and shouted, "How can you not know the password? How can you have a card without knowing the password?"

"Uncle, I stole this card from Davis's pocket. You also said that he just played with me, how can he give me so much money? "

Mark is silent for a while. He picks up his mobile phone and puts it into Alisa's hand. There is a rusty watermelon knife in his hand on Alisa's stomach.

too angry. Anyway, if uncle can't get the money, I will die. I don't want to leave you to suffer alone in the world, so if I don't get the money, I will kill you first. Then I commit

don't talk about it. If you die, you'll die. There's no way out. Listen to me, uncle. Let's go to the police

"Pat!" Mark's another ear hits. Alisa leans back

and ask about

head and hangs up the phone with tearful

Alisa in her white and delicate neck,

want to die, fight right

dials Davis's mobile number. Mark presses the hands-free key and stares at her fiercely.

"Hello, I'm Susan, Secretary of President Davis. What can I do for you?"

"Yes, it's

"Oh, Alisa, how are you! Davis is having a meeting

"Let him take it!"

Mark bitterly, and continues, "Susam, I have something urgent to

"Just a moment, please. I'll go and

Susan's footsteps rings, "Davis,

Davis over there takes the call and walks out of the conference room.

"Alisa, you miss me so much? I just haven't come home all night, you're in a hurry to call me?"

The tone is full of ridicule. This girl has never called him so early in the

"Well, Davis..."

and looks at mark timidly. Mark gives her a vicious look, and the knife in his

Davis, I'm hungry. I want to eat fry chestnuts. By the