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t jerk hasn't come back yet. He must have h

!" After hanging up the phone, Nora looked at

ting that toy boy!"

meters. Although she was a gangster, she was a reasonable o

, st

e living room and h

looked suspiciously at t

ruise on the corner of his mouth. While loosening Lyman Smith's hand, s

an't..." Vincent remin

ora pushed the

s slender fingertips and wiped the blood from the corner

t you by accident..." Nora n

tting in front of him. The corners of his mouth twitched sl

. Don't forget what happened today. If your clothes are broken, I'll compensate you three thousand, and if you're injured, I'll compensate you seven thousand. It's a total of ten th

esorting to force! It seemed that this stupid wo

man Smith and squatting down in front of Lyman Smith, she look

s with his slender fingers and smiled. Then he loosene

u mean?" Nor

the distance between the two was only three feet

ame when you bu

r bloomed on Lyman S

's you

be bewitched by this magnetic low voi

nd pulled her to his side. He whispered in

ent blank. She felt that the hands on her neck were pinching her neck, and the smell of

ave you lost y

ra squatting on the floor full o

in front of her. She turned a

e?" Asked No

aid her to remember hi

ter andyoung master are wa

, I

Nora leaned against the sofa lazily, completely unaware of the

nded by the annoying smell of tobacco all the time. The man's carved face and evil amber