You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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Chapter 1392

Senator Hughes was lying on the ground, motionless, eyes wide open, dead.

He probably didn't expect to end up dead at the hands of his allies.

Didn't escape the country and didn't enjoy all that money he had, so he died.

Otis squinted at Senator Hughes a look, heart holding fire, let him usually restrain a little, not all day to indulge in sex, do not leave

a tail, so as not to be caught in the handle. He is good, drifted, then can not blanyone, can only send him to meet the King of

Hell.

Otis waved the muzzle in front of Luther and Karl.

"Everywhere you guys are. , are you all tired of living?" He sneered, "In case one day | don't hold the gun properly, accidentally,

bang, haha, life is gone, aren't you guys afraid?"

Luther was not impressed, "Mr. Robertson, do you dare? Just now, killing the fugitive congressman, you are afraid that the cris

not small. Do you really think you can keep everything down? There comes a twhen you can't hold back."

A pause, "I advise you, better restrain yourself. For a hundred years, warlords are THE Heath, not half related to you. People, do not

think about what does not belong to you."

Otis' face changed, just for a moment.

"It's just a matter of tying the knot and getting married. The Heath family married tois THE Heath family's daughter, and Joyce

was supposed to belong to me, wasn't she?" He provoked directly, and the gun in his hand was not lowered, but pointed at Luther's

forehead.

Otis spat out clearly, word by word, "Advise Mr. Warner not to get involved in the fight between warlords. What should be given up,

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should be given up. Now giveJoyce, | can still let you off the hook, later can not say ..."

Luther was instantly furious, his fists clenched.

Although Otis had a gun in his hand, he now just wanted to go up and beat him up.

This is the first tthat Otis, straight to his face, screamed at him that he coveted his wife. Although he knew Otis's mind before,

after all, did not say it directly.

It is tolerable, but not tolerable.

Karl saw the momentum and held Luther down.

"Don't be impulsive." He cautioned.

Now they don't have the advantage, Otis brings more people, than they do. Moreover, Otis was threatening them with a gun.

If you really want to use force, you will definitely lose.

Luther endured and endured, unable to endure.

And Otis had already loaded the bullet.

"Stand still and put the gun down." Joyce arrived at that moment and aimed her gun at the back of Otis' head.

Otis felt someone coming from behind him and knew it was Joyce.

Chris comes up to Otis at this point, while pointing his gun at him.

Several people, forming a standoff.

Otis , ", Chris , you are a foreigner, why do you want to get into this mess of Pascaylia? If it causes international problems, you're

not going to get what you want."

Chris sneered, "It's none of your business, I'll do what | want, put the gun down."

Otis wasn't the least bit afraid, "Joyce, | shoot, and he dies."

He glanced at Luther.

"Not necessarily." Joyce's voice was cool, "Are you trying to match my speed? You think you can get away with it withand Chris

around?"

"So why bother making a scene out of it?" Under duress, Otis laughed instead.

Continue, "Joyce, the warlords are divided, and you don't want to see that. wasn't it clear enough what Ruben meant last time? |

hope you'll take the big picture into consideration. How simple, you marry me, things are all settled, why make you die and involve

innocent people?"

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