Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Debbie counted five men in total, and two of them shoved her and the bodyguard forward. She walked as slowly as she could, trying to stall them.

The man behind her became impatient and yelled, “Fuck! Hurry up!”

Debbie lowered her head to look at her high heels and then blinked innocently at him.

“I want to hurry up, but I’m in high heels. What if

I sprain my ankle or stumble and fall? It’ll hurt, and then I’ll slow us down even more.”

She said it so charmingly that the man’s heart softened and he didn’t say another word.

Another kidnapper, however, knelt down and tore off Debbie’s high heels. He threw them away.

N G E L A ‘s L I B R A

at her bodyguard. He immediately got her point, and they flew into

Leg and kicked the kidnapper

he let his gun go. It skidded

thug’s gun, and it flew away and landed about five meters away from

they were both disarmed, it was a free-for-all. Who would get

the corner of a wall. Then she stomped on it at

hand, was searching for Debbie and

of fighting on the 16th floor,

and most of the employees had already

floor

of the building was hollow, and the roof was on the 19th floor. The gun

was furious when he saw it. He raised his hand, about to slap Debbie in the face. But something stopped him. He had enough time to turn his head, only to have something hard strike