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Freya's body stiffened, and the foot that had been lifted could not be stepped down.

No one likes death.

No one wants to die in such a miserable way if they can still have a breath.

Freya wants to live.

Even if she knew that, after a short time of living, she would still have to face death, she did not want to, in advance, step into the abyss of hell.

When he saw that Freya was no longer running forward, Abel slowly withdrew his gun. He waved his hand at his men, and two strong men rushed forward and held Freya down fiercely.

Abel's eyes were dark and cold as he surveyed Freya, he thought that the person Regina wanted him to kill was just a beautiful woman, he didn't expect that this woman had a bit of resourcefulness.

However, in the face of absolute strength, the so-called resourcefulness simply cannot completely turn the tide.

Learning a lesson from the near escape of Freya, Abel had his men tie Freya's hands and feet in knots, he did not believe that she could still make any waves after they had tied her up.

Abel took Freya directly to the Great Green Mountain to feed the wolves.

These are the same wolves that Jacob raised when he was in Europe. In the past two years, when Jacob had to temporarily focus on his home country, he brought over some of his favourite wolves.

As Freya was designated by Regina to be fed to the wolves, Abel still called Regina first when he threw Freya into the forest to feed the wolves.

"Abel, you have caught Freya, haven't you?" There was a clear excitement in Regina's voice, not at all like that reserved and elegant worldly beauty.

"Miss, I will soon send Freya

tragic state of being torn apart by the wolves in particular, but she had

that she regretted not being able to see Freya's tragic death with her own

it, she hurriedly instructed to Abel, "Abel, help me take a video. I want a video of Freya being

Freya is torn apart by the wolves, you will receive the video." After hanging up the

by the wolves without having to struggle with his hands

Abel is cruel by nature, it's just that when he has more blood on his hands, his heart gets cold. When he sees a person die a horrible death, he doesn't feel the slightest bit of pity, he prefers to see

walked up to Freya, the aura on him, clear and noble to the point, "Freya, do you know why I had to get the rope

"Why?!" Freya asked subconsciously.

the wolves' claws." Abel spoke in an unhurried manner, "It's meaningless to let the wolves tear you apart! I'd rather see you struggling to find a way out for yourself, but in the end, you'll still be torn apart by the wolves in

Freya couldn't help but speak,

speak immediately; he lowered his face

soft, had more blood on them than he

demon, don't want to live!" Abel did not refute Freya's words as

willing to have blood on their hands, but those of them who have come from the field of the

"Bah!"

definitely not survive today, but even if she died, these people who had harmed her

struggled, if she resisted, she would only die a worse death, but, she did not resign to

her hand, and with all

change as he

her skills, she actually had no problem dealing with one or two ordinary men, but Abel's skills were so terrifying that she had

eyes to look at his hand, as if to check, whether his hand

waste my strength, but wait meekly to feed