Ciri Garzón held hands with Paz Sol, eyes alert for jackals and tigers.
“Estevan Fanta, don’t you dare touch me without fearing that Andreo Fanta will skin you!”
Estevan Fanta’s face was sullen, his eyes were blue, but he was so excited, as if he were drugged, that he was frightened like a mouse when he heard Andreo Fanta’s name, but now he was even more excited to hear it!
Does this guy… do drugs?
“Come on, call Andreo Fanta! You shout! You come here!”
Estevan Fanta pulled Ciri Garzón as soon as Paz Sol exclaimed: “You bastard, let Ciri Garzón go!
But Paz Sol was being held by the other men by the shoulders and could not move at all. Ciri Garzon looked sternly at Estevan Fanta, “I can stay, but let my friend Paz Sol go. ”
Estevan Fanta laughed with contempt, his smoky fingers cupping Ciri Garzon’s chin, “I’m a fool! I let your friend go and she tipped off Andreo Fanta! Do we still have a chance?”
“Hmph, I thought you weren’t afraid of Andreo Fanta! You’re still a coward after all!”
Estevan Fanta did not take kindly to her aggressive tactics and squeezed Ciri Garzon’s arm tightly, staring at Ciri Garzon’s small, rosy face, which was vividly beautiful even when she was angry. “It amuses me to think that the woman I’m going to sleep with is my older brother’s wife!”
Ciri Garzón spat in his face: “Pervert. Pervert.”
“I love it when you call me pervert – pervert! Keep calling me that! The more you call me pervert, the more it turns me on.”
Ciri Garzón: …
What kind of bastard is this?
“Go away!”
…
When they reached the cabin door, Estevan Fanta burst in and kicked it open, pushing Ciri Garzón roughly onto the sofa.
Estevan Fanta picked up the tie that had been thrown to the ground earlier and tied it around Ciri Garzón’s wrists.
Ciri Garzón struggled: “Estevan Fanta is tired of living! Untie me.”
Ciri Garzon’s legs began to kick him so hard that Estevan Fanta grabbed his slender ankles. “If you’re still so restless, I’ll tie your legs together! But… it won’t be the same as tying them together…. do you want to try it?”
Estevan Fanta laughed with greasy frivolity and Ciri Garzón gritted her teeth: “Andreo Fanta will come later to butcher you! Let go of me if you don’t want to be cut to pieces.”
Although Ciri Garzón is not afraid of Estevan Fanta, she is a bit panicky at the moment, as he is a fish on a razor’s edge.
This damned Andreo Fanta, he usually sends a group of people to look for her when he goes out to take out the garbage, but today there was no sign of her after a few calls!
“If you die under a peony, you’ll be a ghost – I’ll be a ghost!”
Wind. Flowing … Wind my ass!
Estevan Fanta began to remove Ciri Garzón’s clothes and pants in a fit of monkey, Ciri Garzón’s legs were firmly attached to him, her arms were tied behind her back and she was unable to move her whole body …
Ciri Garzón looks at the ceiling … I don’t think tonight is going to be forced by this scoundrel!
This Estevan Fanta … in front of me has a drugged and depressed look, and a kind of thieving eyes, obviously and Andreo Fanta is half brother, but both the face and body, are not as good as Andreo Fanta a hair, for this kind of strong man … she is also too bad …
“Estevan Fanta, you have played with many women, can you have fun with me tied up like this?”
Estevan Fanta froze, his excited eyes revealing a hint of intense anticipation and coolness, “Chilli, do you have anything new to play with?”
“Of course I do, my favorite pose with Andreo Fanta, would you like to try it?”
“What position, is it exciting?” Estevan Fanta’s eyes glazed over.
Ciri Garzón: … colors. Phantom.
But on his face he says with special seriousness, “Of course it’s exciting, Andreo Fanta loves to play like that. But …”
“But what?”
Ciri Garzón gave him a deliberately displeased look and said dismissively, “Andreo Fanta has the stamina to play like that for a . night, you … will probably be down in ten minutes.”
Estevan Fanta is also a man, and the last thing a man wants to hear is a woman telling him he can’t do it!
“Don’t underestimate me, Pepper! I can’t say otherwise, but I have more experience in this field … than Andreo Fanta!”
Estevan Fanta is excited to pounce again!
Ciri Garzón took a step back, fearing that she would not be able to wait, and hastened to say, “But that position requires my collaboration! If not, it won’t be exciting.”
“Pepper, you’d better not play any tricks on me! Otherwise, …”
With a fierce look, Estevan Fanta took a shot from a nearby table and waved it in front of his eyes, “I’ll give you the shot if you dare to run.”
Ciri Garzón’s eyes fluttered and her voice weakened a little, “What, what is this?”.
Estevan Fanta chuckled disturbingly in her ear, “It’s addictive. Addictive stuff.”
Ciri Garzón’s pupils dilated violently … is … poison. Product.
But he soon forced himself to calm down, “Untie me now, I’m not going to run.”
Estevan Fanta growled coldly, “I’m sure you wouldn’t dare run.”
Estevan Fanta was about to untie Ciri Garzón when her cell phone rang.
Ciri Garzón: …
Andreo Fanta, great man, what a time to call!
Estevan Fanta pulled out his cell phone and his hand shook when he saw Andreo Fanta on the caller ID.
If Andreo Fanta had known that we were going to steal the sun, he would have chemically castrated himself… If Andreo Fanta knew we were going to steal… the sun, he would have chemically castrated himself… … cut you and then strangle me.
Estevan Fanta’s withered face, gray and ashen, suddenly impotent from the particular excitement of the previous drug.
“So you let me go now, and you get a chance to live like a man.”
Suddenly, Estevan Fanta gritted his teeth, grabbed Ciri Garzón’s shoulder and frantically asked, “You don’t think I’m a man either!”.
Incendio Fanta often compares him to Andreo Fanta, saying that he is not a man at all, that he eats, drinks and plays all day long. Gambling and without taking any responsibility!
King’s City Everyone thinks Estevan Fanta is a wimp!
He’s a wimp, isn’t he? … Ha! Today he’s going to ruin Andreo Fanta’s wife!
Estevan Fanta went crazy and took the needle and stuck it in Ciri Garzón’s arm!
“Let go of me! Estevan Fanta, don’t you dare inject me with poison! Andreo Fanta will kill you!”
Ciri Garzón hisses and screams, kicking and punching him with all her might, but Estevan Fanta, on top of her, eyes red-rimmed, eyes terrified as if he were going to swallow her, doesn’t move!
…
“Mr. Andreo, I think I hear Miss Ciri’s voice!”
Andreo Fanta’s eyes sparkled and he moved toward the source of the sound.
BANG!
Andreo Fanta kicks open the cabin door!
Inside the booth, Ciri Garzón and Estevan Fanta fought.
Ciri Garzon sinks her little silver teeth into the back of Estevan Fanta’s hand!
“AHHHH!!!!”
Estevan Fanta’s temples bruised in pain, and with his other hand he grabbed the needle that Ciri Garzon had set aside on the floor and stuck it into Ciri Garzon!
“I’ll let you bite me! I’ll punch you to death.”
Just as the sharp needle fell, Andreo Fanta raised his long leg and kicked the one Estevan Fanta was grabbing straight out of his hand!
Estevan Fanta is also ejected to the side!
“Ciri!”
Andreo Fanta’s big hands tousled Ciri Garzón’s long, messy hair and pulled her into his arms.
Estevan Fanta, who had fallen to the side, was enraged by his hatred, grabbed the needle lying on the ground and lunged like a rabid dog, driving that needle hard into Andreo Fanta’s back!