"Bitch, bitch, you got no respect, I'll kill you, you bitch..."
"Hiss..."
Charmoline Barton rolled in pain, tears streaming down her face.
"Quickly, call Wyatt Perry and tell him to bring money to ransom the person. If he dares to call the police, I'll dare to let his woman get gangbanged to death!"
Brother Long was tired of kicking, he slapped Charmoline Barton hard, then sat back in the chair, glaring at her like a hungry wolf, as if he would tear her to pieces in the next second.
Charmoline Barton's face was swollen like a balloon.
She clenched her teeth, enduring the pain without a sound.
Charmoline Barton calmly said, "You got the wrong person. Wyatt Perry doesn't care if I live or die. You should catch his wife; if you catch his wife, he would give a hundred million, even a hundred billion to get her back."
"Do you really take Brother Long for a fool? If we catch his wife, is there any place in Amercia for Brother Long?"
