The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Don't move, I'll take care of it."

Worried that Naya would be pierced by broken dishes, Blute raised his hand to signal Naya not to move, and he hurried out of the kitchen to find a broom and garbage shovel.

At this moment, Naya was still in shock, holding on to the sink with a pale face and panting heavily.

"No, it can't be him, I must have made a mistake, it must be, I was in District 1 at that time, and District 5 is so far away from District 1, how could he happen to appear in that hotel?"

Naya scolded herself for being crazy, how could she think of Brutt.

No matter how tall Blutt is now, he was just a young boy two years ago, how could he beat the thugs in District 1?

"Oh shit."

Naya pressed her forehead and scolded angrily, extremely irritable.

He didn't know who the person who touched him was, because when he woke up, that person was no longer around him. Instead, his subordinates hurried into the room to save him and asked how he was doing.

Seeing the mess on the bed, the subordinates mistakenly thought that Naya asked a woman to deal with it.

Naya didn't dare to tell the truth, so he could only let his subordinates misunderstand him and bring him back to District 5. If his subordinates knew that he was eaten by an unknown man who was younger than him, he would not be able to survive.

Afterwards, Naya went to investigate the incident by himself, wanting to know who the person who helped him that night was, and he wanted to thank that person.

But after searching for Naya for a long time, he couldn't find anyone. He only learned from the hotel owner that the person looked like a young man, dressed in black and wearing a black hat, and they couldn't see his face clearly.

Naya gave up after searching for a week but couldn't find anyone, thinking that the other party had to touch him at that time and didn't want to meet him again, so she disappeared.

What Konaya didn't know was that Blutt returned to the hotel not long after he was taken away by his men that morning.

Blutt didn't escape, he just threw Carter's men back to Area 1 before it was fully dawn.

Blutt’s methods of dealing with those people were also extremely cruel. He cut off the tendons of the arms and legs of the five men, and scratched their faces. The brothers cut them up and fed them to the dogs. They also smeared honey on their wounds and let the red ants eat them. .

"Ahhhhhh..."

Carter's subordinates were woken up by the red ants, rolling on the ground, crying and howling, their mouths, noses and eyes were full of red ants, and the mournful wailing resounded throughout District 1.

When they were discovered, they had died, their big eyes were protruding, and their faces were ferocious. The ground was full of traces of their struggles, and their bodies were twisted and stiff.

At that time, the people in District 1 thought that there was a perverted murderer coming to their area. They patrolled in fear for a month. One or two were so scared that they couldn't sleep, and the dark circles under their eyes were about to fall to the ground. Even Carter didn't dare to go to bed at night. He fell asleep and fell asleep with the weapon in his arms. When there was any movement in the middle of the night, he immediately jumped up and loaded the gun and yelled who was outside, making people panic.

Knowing this, Blutt watched the play calmly, and often walked past Carter and Carter's subordinates with a blank face, not panicking at all, and his psychological quality was terrifying.

After dealing with those men who coveted Naya, Blutt has been waiting for Naya to come to him.

He thought it was because he was gone that morning that Naya went back to District 5 by himself, thinking that Naya should know who he is, after all, he met in District 5, and it was only a matter of time before Naya found out about him.

But he waited and waited, one week, two weeks and three weeks passed, and Naya still didn't come to him.

Bulut was a little dazed, and also a little overwhelmed.

He couldn't wait to find Naya by himself, and saw Naya patrolling with his men on the main street.

He walked towards Naya happily, but Naya just walked past him indifferently without looking back, as if he didn't know him.

Bulut stood there coldly, his pupils dilated again and again in disbelief.

He wanted to grab Naya and ask him what he meant, but he couldn't lift his footsteps like lead.

"Nayako, did that kid want to talk to you just now?"

Some of his subordinates noticed Bulut and stopped Naya who was walking ahead.

Naya turned her head to look at Blutt, and said in a cold voice, "I don't know, maybe you got it wrong."

Blutt, who was happy because of his subordinate's words, was poured cold water, and his face gradually turned pale.

Naya actually said that she didn't know him, obviously that night he hugged him so passionately and kissed him, and took the initiative to pester him.

"That kid didn't look back at you either, maybe I really made a mistake." The subordinate scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Don't affect ordinary citizens, patrol well." Naya knocked on the forehead of that man.

"As ordered."

The subordinates stood upright and saluted, imitating the style, making everyone else laugh.

Bulut couldn't laugh, and returned home in a daze, locked himself in a small dark and damp room, holding his head and motionless.

"It's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat. He is the leader's right-hand man. Can he see you, a poor boy?"

Bulut choked his voice angrily and scolded himself, scolding himself for being overwhelmed.

The next day Brutt went out with a pale face, and met Naya who was patrolling the street as usual, but he just walked past Naya expressionlessly, without giving Naya a single extra look.

Naya didn't notice Bulut, she just regarded it as a passer-by she didn't know.

In the end, Bulut himself was unwilling to go to investigate how Naya left the hotel that morning. He wanted to find out what was going on. No matter how much Naya pretended not to know him, it was impossible for her to be expressionless.

The result of the investigation was beyond Bulut's expectation. Naya also went to the hotel to find him, and seemed to be unfamiliar with him, and kept asking him about his appearance.

The moment he knew the truth, Blutt breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that Naya didn't like him, but that he couldn't remember what he looked like.

"That's right, he was so dizzy that night that it was really hard to remember him."

Bulut scratched his hair angrily, angry that he should go back to the hotel earlier, if he went back to Naya sooner, he would know who he is.

But to miss is to miss, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Bulut was not discouraged, and wanted to take the initiative to pursue Naya, but there are too many people who like Naya, both men and women.

Naya has no shortage of suitors at all, and has always been ruthless to suitors Naya, using a knife seriously.

Knowing that he couldn't do it clearly, Blutt chose to guard silently. After all, he was too young at the time, and he was afraid that Naya would dislike him.

Knowing that he was not good enough for Naya, Blutt worked hard to make money, and gave Naya gifts from time to time, all anonymously.

At the beginning, Naya threw away the things Brutt gave, but Brutt gave them every month. After a long time, Naya became numb, and the subordinates who received the gifts also became numb, so they had to move to Naya's house.

At first, Naya thought it was a disgusting gift, so he didn't open it. After all, someone gave him boxers that he used, but he vomited to death.

Until one day he was really curious, and after unpacking the gift box, he found that they were all very practical things, such as razors, bandages, bandages, iodine, cold medicine, antipyretics, wrist and knee pads, etc. Naya can use it.

It was just that Naya frowned when he saw the anti-wolf spray. He didn't know what the other party meant by giving him a man anti-wolf spray.

Naya also roughly counted the prices, which add up to [-] to [-], which is enough to feed a family for two or three years in a slum.

Gradually, Naya felt that this person was different from other suitors. He didn't bother him or send him anything to harass him. He just accompanied him silently, and he was a little moved for some reason, but he didn't know whether the other person was a man or a woman. He quickly grabbed his reason again.

In addition, all he thought about was the boy that night, and he was in no other mood to fall in love.