Chapter 1011:

The fat man's muscles on his cheeks trembled because of the fierceness.
Jun Ci was pushed out by him without checking.
Claire shivered in anger, turned around and slapped the fat man's face with a slap: "You lunatic, you killed him, I won't let you go!"
That fat man was also a rich man. He was complimented by people on weekdays. How could he bear such a big insult. Even though the person in front of him was Claire, he slapped Claire in the face with a backhand, "You bitch, I am the first. I'm on you!"
The scene was quite dramatic, everything happened too fast.
Jun Ci quickly glanced around, and someone came up and dragged her out.
The boy staggered and seemed a little unstable.
The sound of Claire being slapped behind him made the young man's fingers clenched into fists, making a chuckle.
She has never been so angry, even if she is humiliated and told face to face, she doesn't care.
However, this time things touched Junci's bottom line.
Mike looked at this scene with silence in his eyes.
The female kidnapper was already looking at Jun Ci with shining eyes: "Although he is a Chinese director, but after all, he has a tender body. I really want to try your taste..."
Jun Ci couldn't imagine saying such disgusting and vomiting words from a woman's mouth.
At the moment when she reached out to catch it, Jun Ci shook her head: "Don't make me angry, I can't control myself."
She can't be angry.
She slaughtered countless enemies in the interstellar battlefield.
If she is angry, she will turn this place into a battlefield.
She didn't want to kill, at least after coming to this world, she didn't want to.
The boy's faint tone made people feel a hint of coolness across their backs.
The female kidnapper was taken aback, and immediately laughed: "Are you threatening me? You little thing, look at how slender your arms are. I don't want you to control yourself. Later..." She charged Jun Ci raised an ambiguous eyebrow, "You can be rude to me, it's okay!"
Claire finally couldn't help crying behind him.
She looked at Jun Ci's back, with a deep sense of powerlessness.
The sharp pain on the cheek can't stop the unwillingness that arises in my heart.
Mike became a little impatient and spit out a smoke ring: "You move faster, I don't think this person can last for long." He was a little bit contemptuous: "It's only three minutes."
"Even if it's three minutes, I can make him persist more...Uh!!"
Before the female kidnapper had finished speaking, the expression on her face changed, and a hand was instantly pinched on her neck.
Those hands were merciless, and instantly made her complexion blue, rolled her eyes, and reflexively patted the hands that pinched her neck.
The mask slipped from her face and she was an ordinary foreign woman in her forties.
The young man pinched her with a gloomy expression, and bloodthirsty killing intent was already shown in his eyes.
"You bastard, let her go quickly, do you want to die?!"
The kidnappers around were shocked, and even Mike was shocked. A kidnapper holding a club stretched out his hand and waved it, and he ruthlessly smashed the club on Jun Ci.
"Bang!" The crowd didn't react at all, as if they had only seen the afterimage of a leg whip. Then, the kidnapper holding a club rolled his eyes and flew out, slamming his body against a counter, crackling. His wine glass broke to the ground.