Situ Jianying was frightened by Zhou Hao's actions. She thought he was going to drag her into the alley to rape her, and refused to go in. "I won't go! Zhou Hao, please, don't rape me, I really
I won’t trouble you anymore, really!”
"Stop talking, someone is coming." Zhou Hao covered her mouth, forced her to pull her behind the big trash can at the end of the alley, and crouched down to hide, regardless of her resistance.
At this moment, a tall man walked in from outside the alley, holding a red, white and blue bag in his hand. Moreover, the man was blond and a foreigner. On one side of the alley was a vacant residential building that was about to be demolished.
, on one side is the wall of a construction site that has been suspended for a long time, so there is no one there at all on weekdays. I saw the foreigner holding a bag standing in front of the closed iron gate of the residential building, looking at his watch from time to time, as if waiting
Who.
Zhou Hao and Situ Jianying hid behind the trash can. Zhou Hao intuitively felt that this foreign man was not a good person. When Situ Jianying next to him saw someone coming, he wanted to cry out for help, but was tightly covered by Zhou Hao.
There was no sound coming out of her mouth. Zhou Hao leaned into her ear and whispered a warning: "If you dare to make a sound, I will take off your pants too!"
Frightened by Zhou Hao's power, Situ Jianying could only obey and squatted down next to Zhou Hao. This position exposed her entire breasts to Zhou Hao's eyes. Looking at her breasts exposed to the air, Zhou Hao was stunned.
He covered her mouth with his hand, and reached out to her chest with the other hand, slowly kneading it.
Situ Jianying did not dare to say anything, and looked at Zhou Hao with tearful eyes, her eyes full of pleading, but Zhou Hao did not hold back, and even leaned into her ear and said: "That foreigner may want to make illegal transactions with others, you
But don't make a sound, otherwise there's no guarantee he won't kill us and silence us."
Just as he was talking, another man walked in, but he was a bald Chinese man in his thirties, also holding a sports backpack. When he saw the foreigner, he smiled and said: "Peter,
You are so punctual."
"You Chinese like to be late. Do you know how long I have been waiting for you?" the foreigner named Peter said in broken Chinese, with a look of impatience on his face.
The bald man shrugged noncommittally, "You brought the money."
Peter snorted and opened the zipper of the red, white and blue bag. The bald man glanced inside and nodded, handing the sports backpack to Peter. Peter took the backpack and unzipped it, and took out a white bag from it.