Chapter 328 Who the hell is he?

In DC, it was drizzling, and a group of people wearing masks surrounded a stretched luxury car.

The man in the car was around fifty years old, with a beautiful and charming wife around twenty years old in his arms.

Both of them were naked, huddled in the back seat, trembling as they watched a group of people suddenly appear in front of them.

What made the man even more desperate was that his wife, at the friendly invitation of the man in black, came to watch the live broadcast…

“Leslie! You’re shameless!”

The woman roared and was about to rush forward.

Jake raised his chin towards the masked man next to him, and the woman was quickly covered over her mouth and dragged down.

The man in the car just looked at Jake gratefully, when he opened the door and pulled him out of the car.

The man rolled and scrambled and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Jake stepped on his back-

The man only felt a pain in his chest, as if a thousand catties were being weighed down on his body, it was so heavy that he couldn’t breathe…

He raised his chin, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the group of people in panic: “Who the hell are you?!”

Jake bent down slightly, and patted his face: “The person your wife invited.”

suit jacket, threw it into the car, and covered the woman before looking at the

covered, come

masked men surrounding Leslie quickly made way for

was the leader

gold-copper mask and was holding

he looked very oppressive, he also exuded a powerful aura of being in a high position for a long

judging by his attire, he is only in his twenties, so young, at best he is a street

and shouted at him:

Smith’s leader in DC, and

him, condescending, looking at him like garbage that was

fingers, and after accepting the contract from Jake, he said coldly: “There is a contract, and Mr Smith needs

for a moment when he heard the deliberately disguised voice.

they were here to kidnap tickets and extort money, but he didn’t expect to ask him to sign the

ask him, you still

still want me to sign a contract, don’t even think

slapped him hard

was so slapped that his eyes stared, and he immediately

sign a contract, as for bullying

Jake felt his eyes were hot,

squatted down slightly, and put the contract in his hand

“Sign it.”

kind of cold, piercing to the heart and lungs, cold to the

subconsciously, fear spreading from the bottom

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