Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 187

Her phone was still ringing on the floor. When she saw the caller ID

“Old Man’ on the screen, she almost cried with joy.

He had come. For her!

Carlos glanced at the storekeeper, walked to the door of the bedroom at a steady pace, and kicked it open.

What he saw inside the room made his heart tighten into a knot. His face purpled in rage.

The girl was held on the floor by two men. Her clothes were a mess. Her face was pressed against the floor, her mouth covered. Her hands had been twisted behind her back.

walked over grimly like a soul slayer and, before the two robust men could realize it, he sent one of them sprawling onto

the disheveled hair out of her eyes and asked in a whisper, “Are you okay?” There were

teardrops flowing down her cheeks, Debbie nodded to convey

a safe distance from the two fallen men, and then he walked back to them. He hauled one man up, twisted one of his arms behind his back, and then with one snap, dislocated the man’s arm.

Debbie was exercising her wrists, the other man’s arm got broken by virtue of

take down the two sturdy men so quickly with his own bare hands. Seeing his rage, Debbie started to worry whether Carlos would kill them. Those men cried and yelled as if they were pigs being taken to an abattoir. After a long while that seemed like a century

wrists, helped Debbie up, and carried her out of the room. When they came outside, the storekeeper was waiting for Carlos, on his knees. Obviously, he had realized that he had made a huge mistake by messing

at the question. Since Carlos had beaten the two men up without saying anything, she had assumed that

second. She pointed at the Lucky peace buckle on the showcase and said, “They forced me to buy that

at the Lucky peace buckle and

wasn’t worth that much. Of

to swipe my bank card. I’m sorry, your

Carlos knew that the Lucky peace