Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

In Iran, which has just gone through a war, there are traces of war everywhere, and many poor people are homeless because of this war.


And Daisy, as the arms dealer who provided arms in this war, looked at the land full of gunpowder and mourning corpses with a happy smile: "Ala, ala, the number of dead is beyond my imagination."


Seeing Daisy's smile, Johansen couldn't help but tremble all over. Is she really the Queen of Arms that everyone fears? Seeing such a hellish scene and laughing so happily, she really is a born war maker.


"Oh, God, please forgive me." Daisy prayed to God with a hint of joking: "But you know, the murderer is the one who kills less, and the hero is the one who kills more, so I am a hero, God."


Joan dragged the woman out of the car and asked, "Boss, is this woman left here?"


Daisy put down her hand and brushed her long hair, glanced at the disfigured woman covered in blood from the corner of her eye, and said flatly, "Let's leave it here."


"Yes."


The man threw the woman into the pile of dead without mercy.


"Let's go~" Daisy said with a smile: "This time the ammunition sold for a good price and made a lot of money, I will give you three days off~"


"yeah!"


The woman was lying in the pile of dead people, and a burning smell penetrated her nostrils, which made her almost gag, but she was so weak that she couldn't move at all.


After a long time, Song Enqian felt that she had regained some strength. She moved her fingers, gritted her teeth, and crawled out from the pile of dead people.


Jimu Jue...Shang Zhuyi...


If it wasn't for you, how could I have ended up like this... She touched her bloody face, the blood had solidified, and the wounds on her face and body were numb with pain, she licked her dry lips, a little A little bit forward.


I can't die, I can't die! !Everything you owe me must be returned to me! !

Suddenly, a sports car stopped in front of him, and a handsome man got out of the car. He was wearing sunglasses, a flowered shirt, flowered shorts, and a straw hat, as if he was going on a beach vacation. It was very fancy.


"A lot of people have died." The man muttered, "It seems that the marijuana in this area of ​​Iran can be owned by myself~"


He was about to get in the car and leave when he suddenly felt his trousers being pulled tightly, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, there is still one alive!"


The man knelt down, brushed the hair off Song Enqian's face, looked at her disheveled appearance, and said, "You are quite lucky to have survived such a big war."


"Kill them." Song Enqian grabbed the man's trousers tightly, the hatred in her eyes was like a beast that eats people, she stared at her bloodshot eyes, and roared emotionally: "I want to kill them!" !!"


The man looked at Song Enqian and suddenly laughed. It's been a long time since I saw such a strong resentment. It's interesting~

"Tell me, who do you want to kill?"


"Shang Zhuyi, Ji Mujue..." Song Enqian's physical strength had reached its limit, and she passed out after murmuring their names.


Hehe, the man grinned. It turned out that this little guy was not scarred because of this war... Things seemed to be a little more interesting.


He carried Song Enqian into the sports car, started the accelerator, and shot it out like an arrow, leaving only billowing black smoke on the spot.


About half an hour later, he came to a mansion. The guard at the door saw him and immediately let him go. He got out of the car with Song Enqian in his arms, walked into the mansion and placed him in a guest room. Rio, the personal doctor, called over.


Soon Rio hurried over, checked Song Enqian on the bed, and said: "This lady has been sexually assaulted several times within 48 hours, and there are many marks of beating and bruises on her body, and two bruises on her face. A scar is basically disfigured."


"Will it die?"


"In her current state, if she is left alone, she won't be able to live for two days, but if she takes good care of her, she will be fine."


"Okay, I see." The man waved his hand and said, "Go down and receive the reward."


"Thank you, Master Salvatore."


Salvatore saw that Song Enqian was dirty and embarrassed, so he picked her up, walked into the bathroom, put Song Enqian into the bathtub after putting the water in.


Song Enqian frowned and moaned, if someone was there, he would be shocked that the majestic Salvatore would wipe a woman's body so carefully and gently.


After washing Song Enqian, Salvatore wiped off the drops of water on her body with a bath towel, put on a bathrobe, carried her back to the bed, covered her with a quilt carefully, walked out of the room and told the butler: " Make some nutritious supplements, let the lady drink it after she wakes up, and then let her go to the bedroom to find me."


"Yes."


Song Enqian slept for a long time before she gradually woke up. When she opened her eyes, the ceiling with exquisite oil paintings came into view. Where is this? !


She seems to have met a man before she fell into a coma... Was it that man who brought her back...?

The whole body hurt like falling apart, and she lay on the bed for a long time before she lifted the quilt and got out of bed with the bedside table. She was wearing slippers, opened the door and walked out.


The extremely retro and spacious corridor and staircase decorations all show the owner's strong financial resources.


"You are awake."


The butler who suddenly appeared gave Song Enqian a jump. The butler said, "Miss, you are awake. The young master said that after you wake up, I will let you eat now. After eating, I will go to the young master."


"Please come with me."


Song Enqian followed the butler cautiously while looking around.


The butler brought Song Enqian to the restaurant, and Song Enqian was a little surprised by the resplendent restaurant, all of which were made of sterling silver tableware, shining silver and very eye-catching.


Song Enqian cursed in her heart: It seems that the one who brought her back is really a rich man.


After eating, Song Enqian's stomach was warm and full. The butler took Song Enqian up the second floor from another staircase, passed a suspended bridge, and came to a door. The butler knocked on the door and said respectfully: " Master, people are coming."


A man's low voice came from the door, saying, "Come in."


The housekeeper opened the door for Song Enqian, and after Song Enqian entered, he closed the door casually.


This is a very large study room, decorated in Baroque style, very luxurious, in addition to the study room, there are two rooms, a bathroom, and a balcony.


The man looked Song Enqian up and down, and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Salvatore."