"Who is it? Who wants to harm me?" Sylvia heard the man's words in a daze and asked angrily.
The man lowered his head and licked the tempting skin on her neck with the tip of his tongue, laughing: "Smelly bitch, don't you know who you have offended?"
"You beast, bastard, if you dare to touch me today, I will turn into a ghost and kill you even if I die," Sylvia shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Hey, let's wait until you're dead to talk about it. I'll fuck you first before talking about it." The man stretched out his hand to tear off her dress, his eyes gleaming with lust.
Sylvia closed her eyes in despair.
Along with the sound of the tearing cloth, the glass on the window exploded from the outside, and the glass broke into several pieces.
The was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, a black suited man had already rushed in from the window.
Rapidly.
A sharp knife was placed under his throat, and the tip of the knife instantly pierced his skin.
"Ah." He was so frightened that he couldn't even scream.
"Beast." The black shadow roared angrily and punched the man directly in the face. With a bang sound, the man was punched hard in the face, and his whole body fell from the bed to the floor.
The black shadow stepped on his chest, and a gloomy and cold air burst out from his eyes. His eyes flickered on him like ice blades, and the whole room was filled with high-pressure cold air.
"Sir, please tell me what you have to say." The predator was unwilling to give in. Just when he was about to resist, the unknown man's heel crushed him hard. He immediately felt deathly suffocation in his chest, and a fishy-sweet breath came out of his throat. Waves of waves appeared in front of his eyes. Turning black, knowing that he had met his opponent, he immediately trembled and spoke.
At this time, another black suited man flew in from the window.
His roar alerted some of the drunken people below, and they all looked towards him, seeming to realize what had happened. Many people woke up, but they could only look at him because none of them had keys and could not open the door.
Arthur held Sylvia tightly with one hand and dialed Zander's number with the other hand.
Not long after, Zander ran over with panic on his face.
"Cousin...cousin...cousin, what's wrong?" Zander saw Arthur's eyes were scarlet, and his whole body exuded the aura of death. When he saw Sylvia crying in his arms uncomfortably, he knew something happened and feared the outcome.
"Open the door quickly." Arthur gritted his teeth angrily.
Zander hurriedly opened the door.

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