Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Andy Eliot saw two figures approaching from a distance.

After seeing the canonization a little bit earlier, Andy Elliott was overjoyed, thinking that he was going to let him go and return.

However, the Fengsheng walked in front of him without even looking at him.

"Andy Elliott?"

Lancelot looked at Andy Elliott who was tied to a tree, and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

"Mmm..."

Andy Elliott looked at Lancelot, whimpering, but he was gagged by the vine, and he couldn't say anything at all.

"..."

Lancelot looked at Andy Elliott, who was tied and immovable, and then at the walking man. He didn't even look at the canonization of Andy Elliott.

After hesitating for a moment, he also chose to ignore Andy Elliott.

Seeing the canonization and Lancelot who hurriedly came and then hurriedly left, Andy Eliot suddenly felt ashamed.

He maintained a movement for a long time and was tied up, the wound was not bandaged, and he kept bleeding. If this continues, he will run into the wilderness before anyone comes to him.

The canonization and Lancelot stopped on the mountain road in the northeast, at an intersection that had to pass and had a wider view.

Lancelot's tree climbing skills are not bad, not to mention the canonization.

He climbed all the way to the top of the tree and sat on a thin branch.

The canonization held his chest with both hands, swaying on the top of the tree with the night wind.

Looking from his direction, you can see a fifty-meter-long mountain road just ahead.

Not to mention the car, as long as someone passes by, he can't escape his eyes.

The canonization and Lancelot spent a night in the tree.

Around eight o'clock the next morning.

Karl Zhurdian was the first mercenary to arrive in the town.

No matter how Andy Elliott looks for a woman the other day, he will still go back to the small village in the middle of the night.

But last night, he did not go back all night.

Carl Zhuerdian arrived a bit early, and the door of the small brothel was closed and it had not yet opened for business.

Ever since.

‘Boom bang bang! Carl Zhuerdian raised his strong iron arm and started to smash the door: "Open the door! Open the door for Lao Tzu!"

It's almost time to work, and Andy Elliott is still drunk and asleep, and the captain knows that it's quite bearable.

Carl Zhuerdian shouted in a loud voice, pretending to smash the shop. Seven or eight women who were still sleeping in the shop were all awakened.

The woman who was pushed to the ground by Andy Elliott last night hurried to open the door in a nightdress.

"Master, it's still early, we haven't opened for business yet."

The woman opened the weak wooden door and looked at Karl Juerdian with a sleepy expression.

"Let Andy come out quickly!"

Although the woman's thighs were all exposed, and she looked tired and looked a little seductive, but Karl Juerdian looked at her up and down, and didn't mean to fight her.

"Andy?" The woman's sleepy head thought twice before she remembered who Karl Juerdian was talking about. "Which uncle came and left after a few minutes last night and didn't spend the night in our shop."

"Did you leave last night?"

Karl Zhurdian's thick eyebrows were erected, looking particularly fierce.

"Well, after sitting on the sofa for less than five minutes last night, he left in a hurry and never came back."

The woman looked at Carl Juldian cautiously, afraid that his anger would be on her.

Although Karl Zhurdian felt that the prostitute in front of him did not dare to deceive him, but Andy Eliot was not in the brothel and did not go back, where else could he go.

"Go away!"

Carl Zhuerdian suddenly pushed the woman away and rushed in.