CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

what?

They actually want to kill her?

......

Mengyao leaned against the side wall weakly, her face was as pale as ashes.

How to do?

What should she do?

No.

She wants to go back to the room first and then discuss the long term.

Meng Yao stretched out her hand and patted her pale cheek, then straightened her stiff body and walked towards the room.

"frame----"

Suddenly, she accidentally kicked down an iron basin, which made a piercing echo.

Oops!

Those two niggers must have heard it too!

After she realized it, she hurriedly ran outside, wanting to go back to the room.

The two black slaves looked at each other after hearing the sound, and cautiously walked out of the cockpit with their guns in hand.

They looked around, and sure enough, they saw Mengyao's running back at the corner of the cabin.

"It seems that she already knows." One of the black slaves looked at the other black slave with a gloomy expression.

"In that case, we have no choice but to do it in advance!" The black slave laughed wickedly.

"go!"

The two smiled knowingly, and quickly followed Mengyao's footsteps.

Mengyao ran to the living room and found that Pooh was still playing with the puppy.

"Pooh, come up with me, there's no time!" She urged Pooh sharply, running towards the stairs while calling.

"Mommy? What happened?" Pooh put down the puppy and stared at Mengyao in puzzlement.

In the next second, she saw two black slaves coming out of the corridor viciously with guns in hand.

"Ah!" Pooh screamed in fear, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

Her scream attracted the two niggers.

The two black slaves smiled at each other, picked up their guns and pointed them at her head.

......

"Crack." The ear-piercing gunshots overshadowed all the surrounding noises.

The bullet hit Pooh's shoulder, and her shoulder was bleeding instantly.

Pooh felt dark in front of her eyes, and she fell to the ground in the next second.

The dog was so frightened that it barked wildly and kept jumping up and down.

"Your marksmanship is too inaccurate!" Another black slave commented with some jokes.

"It's just a hairy girl, she will die wherever she shoots." The black slave retracted his gun with a little satisfaction, and turned his head to look in the direction of the room on the second floor, "Better marksmanship should be reserved for the woman above. It is!"

"That's right!"

"go!"

......

Mengyao locked herself in the room, constantly looking for tools to save her life.

She had heard gunshots just now, and she roughly guessed that Pooh was dead.

But now she doesn't even have time to be sad.

Every second now determines whether she can survive smoothly.

She searched all the cabinets in the room, but couldn't find anything useful.

Damn it!

Why didn't she bring her own gun!

Now he has gotten into this kind of mess!

......

Suddenly, there were several violent kicks outside the door.

"Open the door!"

"Bitch! Open the door!"

"Don't think we can't open the door if you lock it!"

"If we kick the door open, we'll flay you bitch raw and boil it into soup!"

Oops?

How to do?

This door is just an ordinary wooden door. They are so powerful, I am afraid they will be kicked open in a short time.

What should she do?

Before she could think about it, she saw the door was half opened.

I'm afraid the door will be completely kicked open by them in the next second!

Die or die!

She quickly picked up a ceramic vase, and hid behind the door as fast as she could.

......

"Finally kicked away by Lao Tzu!" Two black slaves walked into the room angrily.

"Hey, where's that bitch?" The black slaves noticed that she was gone, and looked at each other suspiciously.

it's time!

Meng Yao bit her lip to force herself to calm down, and the next second she walked out from behind the door and smashed the vase on the head of a black slave.

She was very strong, and the vase shattered into pieces in a short while, and smashed to the ground.

"You!" The black slave who was smashed turned his head to look at her in shock, and was about to say something, but felt his head faint, and the next second he fell to the ground.

Mengyao didn't care about that much, and quickly bent down to take the gun from the slave's hand, but soon, another slave grabbed her hand tightly.

"What a bitch! How dare you kill my brother!" the black slave yelled at her excitedly.

Mengyao looked at the gun in his hand and gasped.

What should she do?

If she hadn't been robbed, she wouldn't have been the slave's opponent at all.

What should she do?

......

The black slave grabbed her hand, pulled her to his chest, pointed a gun at her forehead, and looked fiercely.

The black slave had a strong body odor, which was extremely disgusting.

Mengyao took a deep breath and said something bravely: "Sir, I want to talk to you."

"Talk? Talk about what?" His gun drifted along her forehead to her throat, forcing her to look up at herself.

"I heard you're going to Mexico, right?" She forced herself to calm down, she didn't even have the right to be afraid at the moment.

"So what?"

"Mexico is a city, and money is used everywhere. If you don't have money, you can't live there."

"So what? If I don't have one, I'll grab it! I have a gun, so I can grab whoever I like!"

"But even if you have a gun, can you fight against the government's army? They have plenty of rifles!"

"So what, even if I go to Mexico to beg, it's better than staying in this ghostly place full of corpses!"

"I can give you money to make you a rich man in Mexico, as long as you let me go."

"Hahaha!" The black slave laughed a few times, his voice full of sarcasm, "You think I'm a fool? If I let you go back to England safe and sound, you won't kill me!"

"I will not."

"Don't talk nonsense! Idiots don't believe what you say! I will kill you now!" the black slave yelled at her, and then moved his gun.

......

"Wait, I have nothing to say!" She begged the black slave in a begging tone.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing her watery eyes, the black slave could not bear it instinctively.

She saw what the black slave was thinking, and quickly followed his gaze: "Sir, to be honest, I have a favor to ask you."

"Oh, you think I'll help you?" The black slave smiled contemptuously.

"You will! Because I think what you think!"

"What do you mean?"

"To tell you the truth, sir, my husband hasn't given birth all year round, and I've had enough of that kind of lonely life. Now I just want to have another storm with you, sir, before I die?"

"Oh?" The black slave picked her chin playfully.

"Well, Mr. is in good shape, and he is the most heroic man I have ever seen. If I can have sex with Mr. before I die, my life will be worth it..." She pretended to be shy and lowered her head.

"Then since you have spoken, beauty, how can I not follow your wish!"

"Ah."

"Come on, go to bed." He let go of her hand and let her go, but the gun never left her forehead.

Mengyao's complexion did not change, but her heart was already in a state of confusion.

Now she can only procrastinate and find an opportunity to make a move.

......

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at the black slave.

"Beauty, take it off!" The black slave looked at her bemusedly.

"No, I want you to take it off first, others are shy!"

"Okay, then I'll take it off first!" The black slave couldn't wait to take off his blood-stained clothes.