Bang!
Charles Wellington swiftly slapped him with a backhand.
Crack!
The bones of his face were shattered, and the man known as the " Grim Reaper" suddenly vomited blood and flew upside down.
"You.... you.... wha....what kind of kung fu skill is this?" The Grim Reaper got up from the ground and asked anxiously.
Charles shook his head.
"You ask too many questions."
After the words fell, Charles picked up an iron rod from the ground and kicked it out.
Bang!
Whoosh whoosh!
The iron rod was extremely fast, causing bursts of sonic booms in the air.
The Grim Reaper wanted to hide in panic, but just as he turned around seeking out a way to escape, the iron rod swiftly pierced through his head and nailed him to the high wall.
Blood mixed with brain paste, splashed all over the wall.
The deputy head of the Crimson Reapers Gang , known as Grim Reaper, died instantly.
Seeing the tragic death of the man on the wall, Victor LaGraine trembled with fright, his old face pale, and feaces and urine flowed from his crotch and backside.
What he just saw was terrifying.
In the end, he even knelt at Charles Wellington's feet, begging for his life.
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At the same time, a large number of military vehicles and police vehicles gathered outside Luxe lounge.
"General, according to the plan, all personnels are in place! The Luxe lounge is being heavily guarded, and all road traffic within a radius of 150 meters has been blocked!" A man in military combact uniform said to a lady who was dressed also in the same attire but had five stars adorned to her uniform.
This was naturally Melissa Quinton.
Melissa Quinton stood proudly on the street, scanning everywhere with her eyes.
"very good!. Squad One, follow me into the bar. The rest wait for my command.
Melissa Quinton gave the order and rushed into the bar.
.......
"So, Marcel Tristan Ridge, the chairman of Tristan Group, asked you to deal with the Logan family?. Just for the supply contract of the city hospital?"
In the attic, the dim light reflected on the blood on the ground that was so dark red.
Charles Wellington sat on the sofa, listening to Victor LaGraine explaining the ins and outs of the matter to him.
"Yes.. yes, Master. Tristan Group wants to monopolize the pharmaceutical market in the entire city, and the Logan Group is their first target. I... I had no other choice... Please... please forgive me, Master." Victor LaGraine knelt on the ground, speaking in fear.
While he was still talking, there was a sudden noisy commotion from downstairs.
Charles Wellington glanced outside the window and found that a large number of soldiers and police officers suddenly poured outside from various vehicles downstairs, and he couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows.
From the looks of things, it should be Melissa Quinton.
When sending Charles Wellington back this afternoon, Melissa said that there would be an action against Luxe lounge tonight.
So Charles reckoned that she must have come after the members of the Crimson Reapers Gang.
"You are the head of the Crimson Reapers Gang, right?"
"Yes master"
"Well, I don't have to kill you, but tonight..." Charles Wellington paused and looked at Victor LaGraine.
Victor LaGraine immediately understood what Charles was referring to, and he immediately said.
"I killed them all, tonight...I will surrender myself to the police station."
Charles Wellington nodded his head, obviously pleased. It seems like this guy has some sense still left in him.
"Very well, remember what you said tonight, and when you get to the police station, make sure to reform and change yourself. From now on, don't let me see you outside again."
Charles said smiling and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, a startled sound suddenly came from the bed behind him.
"You... who are you?" Sara Owen who has already woken up asked.
She only drank a small amount of the drugged glass of wine that time. The natural medicine effect is much shorter than that of Yvonne Logan and Gwen Ryder.
At this time, Sara Owen looked at the messy clothes on her body with panic.
She clutched her chest, tears streaming down her face.
She thought that she had been defiled.
"Don't worry, I came in time, your clothes are just torn." Charles Wellington said looking towards her and comforted her with a smile.
Just now when Victor LaGraine saw that Sara Owen was pretty, she was the first one he intend to sleep with.
But just as he tore off Sara Owen's clothes and underwear, Charles Wellington arrived. He didn't even have enough time to feast his eyes.
"It's you...You... you saved us?"
Sara Owen said as she recognized the man from earlier on.
She looked at the man in front of him, the big men on the floor who were knocked down, and Victor LaGraine who was kneeling on the ground. Sara couldn't help but show an expression of disbelief.
"This... these, all... you men you beat them down?" Sara Owen covered her mouth in surprise.
Charles shook his head and smiled, took off his coat, and threw it to Sara.
"If you don't cover it up, I'll see it all."
"Ah?" Sara's pretty face flushed.
Only then did she realize that she was too surprised to notice the proud whiteness exposed under my torn underwear.
She immediately covered her crisp breasts with the coat, lowered her head and blushed shyly.
"Thank you."
Charles Wellington smiled.
At this time, the sound of footsteps downstairs was very close.
It seemed that Melissa and the others were coming up soon.
It's time for him to go.
"Miss Owen right?" Charles looked over, and he remembered that Yvonne had mentioned Sara Owen's name.
"In a while, someone will come to rescue you. However, I hope you can hide the fact that I have been here."
"Okay, I understand"
"Don't tell Yvonne either."
This time Sara Owen was taken aback
"Why not?" she asked puzzled.
Isn't he pursuing Yvonne Logan, telling Them about saving them tonight, wouldn't it just change Yvonne's attitude towards him if she told her and Gwen about what happened tonight.
Charles smiled lightly.
"I am afraid of trouble."
Indeed women are very troublesome.
He didn't want to have too much entanglement with Yvonne Logan or Melissa Quinton. Instead of these two women coming to interrogate him the next day, it's better to pretend that he never came.
"Okay, I'm leaving. And one more thing, that mole on your chest is very sexy, isn't it?" Charles turned around and smiled at Sara Owen.
Then he jumped down from the window and quickly disappeared into the night.
Inside the room, only the stinking Victor LaGraine was left. There was also the pretty Sara Owen, whose pretty face was as red as a cherry.
Meanwhile outside the attic, under the leadership of Melissa Quinton, a large number of fully armed soldiers armed with guns stood against the wall in the stairs.
"General, the snipers are in position!" The lieutenant in charge of the operation said.
"Sniper No. 1 is in place!
"Sniper No. 2 is in place!"
"Commander No.1...." and so on and so forth.
Boom!
The attic door was kicked open.
Led by Melissa Quinton, more than a dozen special forces members of the army rushed in.
"Don't move!"
"Put your hands up!"
A ferocious roar resounded throughout the attic.
It was more like a fierce battle, but everyone who saw the situation in the room was immediately stunned.
The members of the Crimson Reapers Gang in the room were either dead or injured, and they all lying flat on the ground.
The leader of the Crimson Reapers Gang, Victor LaGraine was sitting there paralyzed against the wall, a smelling and horrifying stench oozing out from under his body, and he kept saying,
"I did it all, I surrender"
"Damn, what's going on? Where's the notorious " Grim Reaper?" How and why did you guys let him run away again?" Melissa clenched her hands tightly.
She doesn't care about other people, she only cares about Victor LaGraine and his deputy known as the Grim Reaper.
"General...General, you... you may...want to look at the wall..." At this moment, the trembling voices of Melissa's subordinates came from beside him.
Sure enough Melissa Quinton looked over.
But the next second, a rare hint of horror appeared on the majestic and glamorous face of the always calm and calm unparalleled Goddess of War.
"This...who did this?!!"
Looking at the Grim Reaper who was crucified on the wall with a miserable appearance, Melissa Quinton's pupils shrank and her face paled in shock.
"I did it, I did it, I want to surrender..." In the corner, Victor LaGraine's dull voice still echoed, as if he had lost his soul.
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After returning home, Charles Wellington happened to meet James Logan and his wife who were anxious about their daughter, Yvonne Logan.
"Uncle, Aunt, something happened to Yvonne.She is in the hospital now, the police called just now. You stay at home and wait for my call..." Charles Wellington said as he entered the house.
Linda Logan's pretty face was pale, and her voice was full of tears immediately she heard this.
"What happened?" James asked Charles Wellington.
Without waiting for Charles's answer, Linda Logan quickly urged her husband to drive to the hospital quickly.
"Poor parents in the world..."
Charles Wellington shook his head and smiled.
He was not worried about Yvonne's situation.
The woman just drank some wine with the drug in it. After the effect of the drug, she would wake up naturally. After waking up, she would see her parents by her side.
There is no fright, no blood, and maybe a sweet dream.
It's pitiful to see Aunt Linda and the Uncle in such state. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight because of worry.
Charles couldn't help but feel a little bit remorseful.
He was a little envious of Yvonne Logan.
If the same situation happened to him, it is estimated that only that bad old man master of his would run to the hospital and check up on him.
.......
When Yvonne Logan and the others came back, it was already late at night.
Since she was in a coma the whole time, the police couldn't ask any questions, so She, Gwen Ryder and the others were naturally sent home.
Meanwhile after spending some time with the Logan family at their mansion, Sara Owen went to her family mansion in Orange county to have some rest.
Yvonne Logan didn't go to the company that day, and went to visit Sara Owen after getting up in the morning.
The three sisters were drugged last night. When Yvonne woke up, she found out that she and Gwen Ryder were unharmed, only Sara's clothes were messed up.
Fortunately, it did not lead to a catastrophe, which is considered a blessing in misfortune.
However, as a good sister, she still have to visit and comfort her.
Surprisedly Gwen Ryder had the same idea and also skipped work that day.
However, what surprised both Yvonne Logan and Gwen Ryder was that Sara Owen, who had always been timid, acted as if nothing had happened.
When they arrived, Sara was seen humming a song and happily drying clothes on the balcony.
Yvonne and the Gwen were shocked.
"Sara, what happened yesterday, are you... not afraid at all?"
Yvonne Logan asked as she was quite frightened anyway.
If she was defiled, she felt t
hat she would definitely not want to live.
"I'm afraid." Sara Owen replied with a smile.
Yvonne and Gwen were both speechless.
"I'm afraid you are still smiling so happily? I don't know, but I thought you had a wedding with your dream lover last night?" Sara joked.
Yvonne felt that Sara was a little bit strange today.
She didn't know why until she noticed that the jacket that Sara Owen was drying was actually a male styled jacket.
This time, Yvonne was shocked.
"Sara, are you in a relationship? How can you drying men's clothes?"
Gwen also noticed it quickly, and exclaimed.
"What?! Sara you have a boyfriend?. Tell me, who is it? Where did you hide the man? Is he still in the bedroom?"
"I said that you are not afraid at all. It turns out that you were comforted by someone after returning home last night, and had a spring evening with someone."
While talking, Gwen Ryder rushed into the bedroom to see for herself.
She wanted to see what kind of peerless good man he was, who could conquer her friend, the proud daughter of the Owen's family.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sara blushed pretty, and quickly explained that she wasn't in a relationship and didn't have a boyfriend.
"Then how do you explain this dress?" Yvonne Logan questioned her.
"Oh, don't ask, anyway, it's not what you think..."
Sara said as she remembered Charles Wellington's instructions, but did not name the owner of the coat.
"Okay, little girl, now you want to a secret from both of us, right?. See if we don't take your clothes off!"
Gwen roared, then threw off her high heels, and threw Sara playfully onto the sofa in the bedroom.
Yvonne also rushed forward.
"Hahaha.."
"No, don't tickle me..."
"I'm feeling ticklish!"
The three sisters started to play fight, and Sara laughed very sweetly.
After the little.play fight, Sara's thin pajamas were torn into a mess by Gwen and Yvonne.
"Hey Sara, I didn't notice before, you actually have a beauty mole on your chest?"
Looking at the snow-white under the girl's pajamas in front of her, Gwen said enviously.
Sara's beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons, and she said in a strange way.
"Hee hee, is it sexy?"
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