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.”

took off his suit jacket, threw it into the car, and covered the woman before

it’s covered, come

quickly made

that the person who stepped on him was the leader of the group, but who knew there was

wearing a gold-copper mask and was holding

exuded a powerful aura of being in a high position for a long time.

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

suddenly felt confident, and shouted at him: “Hey, kid, who sent you?!”

kidnap Smith’s leader in DC, and live

in front of him, condescending, looking at him like garbage that was about to be scrapped.

contract from Jake, he said coldly: “There is a contract,

a moment when he heard the deliberately

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

ask him, you still

still want me to sign a contract,

slapped him

that his eyes stared, and

just sign a contract, as

an old man crying bitterly, Jake felt his eyes were hot, and slapped

and put the contract in his

“Sign it.”

very cold, that kind of cold, piercing to the

from the bottom of

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