North American Police: Starting from Luocheng Patrol

It happened that Madrine Hill drank in the bar with Deputy Team Tony Jerrd, and rushed over to understand the situation when he received a call.

But now the Conopaton Drag Data Party has almost disappeared, and there is no threat to Locke. Naturally, the second team does not have to follow up. It is only necessary to return the case directly to the black anti -drug division.

Nympho

After dealing with the new boss, Locke returned a message to Daisy Greenberg. After all, it is too late now.

He told the young lady that he was participating in a task, and the mobile phone would turn off frequently. After the task was over, he would inform her.

But I didn’t want Daisy Greenberg without sleeping, and returned in seconds.

“I want to see you……”

Locke’s brain instantly emerged as a weak look at the window sill holding her legs. She would not wait for his reply!

Is this sick again?

Rock hesitated and asked, “Where are you?”

Half an hour later, Locke was stopped from the Ferli Villa. Uh, specifically, it was the entrance to the super luxury house in the north of the setting sun. There are access controls here.

North of the Sun Avenue is the real than the Ferli mansion area. The price of the houses starts at least 30 million U.S. knives, and hundreds of millions of American knives are also.

Most of the Hollywood superstars, sports stars, well -known media people, there are also some super rich. Entering this area, you need to be authorized by homeowners.

Moreover, Locke was also told that his challenger’s prison cat exhausted too loudly to disturb the people and not allow it to enter.

Looking at the security personnel who were humble and duty, Locke could only call Daisy Greenberg’s call, “Send someone to pick me up …”

At the same time, I feel a little ridiculous, and there are some feelings, and they are really people in the two worlds.

More than ten minutes later, the familiar Bentley Mu was slowly driving. Locke pushed the door and got out of the car, opened Bentley’s back seat, and sat in, and found that Daisy Greenberg was actually inside. “Why did you come here in person? ”

“…”

Daisy Greenberg just looked at him coldly, without meaning to speak.

Locke was inexplicably guilty. Is this blame him to disappear?

He has found that this is the one in it. He has little communication with this. In most cases, he is in contact with the body, so he stops talking. I really don’t know how the two bodyguards in the front row can bear it.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the car drove into a lush hill and entered a large European -style manor.

After stopping the car at the door, Daisy Greenberg went straight out of the car and walked towards the house. Locke pushed the door and got out of the car. He was shocked by the manor in front of him.

Standing in the yard can overlook the entire Foshan Villa and Los Angeles. He has never experienced this field of vision.

The courtyard of the manor adopts European -style courtyard design, various statues flowing water, waterfall, landscape lights are lit, and the entire manor is brightly lit.

The style of the villa is Audalia style in Spain, the standard Mediterranean style, very arc shape, and even a circular dome, which is similar to the palace. This is the heritage of Jewish money.

Audari -style villa in Spain

Compared with this historic manor, Maliba’s sea -view villa instantly became a little sweetness.

It seems that the information is wrong!

Locke studied the luxury homes in the northern part of Sun Avenue. At least hundreds of millions of dollars in this manor, so the heritage inherited by Daisy Greenberg was definitely more than hundreds of millions of US knives.

He stared at the graceful figure ahead, as if, what Jewish identity, or mental illness, seemed to be unacceptable!

Chapter 242 Dablara Greenberg

Locke converged, seeing Daisy Greenberg, a woman who had come to the stairs, nodded to the two bodyguards who got out of the car, and then smiled helplessly and followed.

He is now unclear what he is related to Disai Greenberg.

Don’t you just hug it?

Where are you going?

Locke followed Disai Greenberg up the stairs to the second floor. It felt like entering the museum, exuding a classic artistic atmosphere everywhere.

Especially the oil paintings hanging on the wall of the corridor are all works of well -known painters. At first glance, it is very valuable.

Frankly speaking, he doesn’t like this kind of place, the design is too old, a little depressed and gloomy, and he prefers modern buildings that are transparent and bright.

Soon Locke followed Disai Greenberg into a room and saw a big bed on one side, only to find that this was her bedroom.

How do you come directly to the bedroom? What are you going to do?

Will it be too fast?

However, when I saw the expression on Daisy Greenberg’s face, some throbbing of Locke’s heart dissatisfied.

The woman stared at him expressionlessly, and the ice -blue eyes were alienated, without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

Although it is still beautiful and exquisitely like a porcelain doll, it makes people feel stunned.

Locke shrugged, opened his arms, and the woman slowly walked over. I don’t know if it was used to it. His expression was no longer tangled and resisted, leaving only calm.

Wen Xiang was as soft as her arms, and Locke was throbbing again. There was no way. The young lady’s figure was really top, and none of them were not soft.

He was also used to putting his hands softly, and the two hugged quietly, warm and weird.

Locke looked down, and the old lady’s expression was still cold, but she was a little more quiet and obviously enjoyed.

His corner of his mouth was bent, is this really treating him as her medicine?

It stands to reason that he should not be so tolerant of Daisy Greenberg.

Beauty, good figure, and rich family property, these are not enough to let him indulge this woman so much.

pity?

Yes, but not much.

The real reason was that he saw his former shadow on Daisy Greenberg. There was a lonely numb heart hidden under the indifferent face, and they all lived by a certain faith.

His thought was going home.

And she should be a parents who have passed away.

After more than ten minutes, Locke was a little uncomfortable and couldn’t help it. He lowered his head and asked, “Isn’t it good yet?”

It’s almost 2 o’clock now, and he has to go back to sleep.

Daisy Greenberg didn’t let go, and didn’t care about Locke’s eager to move. He murmured: “You are very clean today …”

Locke stunned for a moment, did he be dirty before?

Soon he reacted. He had just taken a bath. He didn’t have the breath of Sarahnmus. He said, “It’s almost the same, I have to go back!”

Daisy Greenberg still didn’t mean to let go. Locke was speechless and wanted to reach out her hand.

It seemed to be aware of Locke’s intention, Daisy Greenberg said reluctantly, “You can sleep here tonight …”

Locke’s body stiffened and bowed his head unbelievable. Are you sure?

Uh, do this woman understand what this sentence means?

Locke glanced at the gorgeous bed next to him, and he hugged the woman’s ass with both hands and walked towards the bed.

Daisy Greenberg let him hold it like this, and naturally she would not make her legs open his waist.

Locke kicked off his shoes and held her lying on the bed.

Regardless, you hug you, I sleep me, he will have a positive thing tomorrow night, and he has to reserve physical fitness.

Nympho

In the morning, as soon as Locke woke up, he woke up to the previous pair of ice -blue eyes and a beautiful face that was beautiful. A little sore on the body.

He knew that after changing someone, he asked, “Aren’t you up yet?”

Daisy Greenberg didn’t move and asked, “Why did you stop last night?”

Thinking of last night, Locke was shameful and shameful. He never thought that he would hold a sweet and seductive woman just sleeping a consciousness.

He immediately bowed his head, biting the woman’s lips, and fumbled skillfully in his hands, siege the city slightly and invaded.

Like last night, Daisy Greenberg did not resist at all, and let him take it.

Locke stopped quickly, because it was him in the end.

He pushed Disai Greenberg, who was not in his clothes, got up and sat by the bed, trying to calm himself down.

Daisy Greenberg’s cheeks flushed. She sorted out her clothes and stared at Locke in doubt, “Don’t you really want it?”

Locke glanced at her coldly and ignored the woman. This was also a fairy. She just groaned, and he could bear this.

This was the same last night. After holding Daisy Greenberg for a while, Locke began to be apes, and her hands were no longer just limited to her buttocks.

Women have never resist, and there is no emotional response, just like a doll.

It wasn’t until he was about to do further movements that she asked: “Will we get married like Steve and Susan?”

For Locke, the lethality is not generally large, and it is instantly like a ice cellar.

Thinking of the virginity of Miss Greenberg, all his desires disappeared instantly.

But last night, their relationship was still a step further. Miss Greenberg told him that Steve and Susan both called her De Bela, and he could call her like this.

After returning to calm, Locke watched Daisy Greenberg curiously and asked, “How did you produce?”

Daisy Greenberg fell into silence in an instant, and his expression returned to the cold, saying lightly: “After Steve and Susan died, she didn’t want to face anyone, but she knew that Steve and Susan didn’t want her to become a become. So, I appeared, I helped her go to Yale to go to school, help her go to the law firm, and help her face everything she is unwilling to face … ”

help?

Locke heard a keyword and asked, “So aren’t you an independent personality?”

Daisy Greenberg was silent for a few seconds and shook his head and said, “I don’t know …”

Locke recently had some understanding of dual personality. As he knows, most of the dual personality or multiple personality have an independent personality. The two personality did not even know each other before, and it was even more impossible to communicate.

But it is clear that this is not the case between Deblara and Daisy, and Dese feels more like Dablara’s avatars.

He asked again: “Do you know who wants to kill you?”

Daisy Greenberg shook her head, “She knows!”

Locke stunned, Dablara knew who would kill her?

Daisy Greenberg said calmly: “But, she didn’t care about it …”

“…”

Locke had guessing, he had long reasoned that the woman had a tendency to self -destruct.