Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 656: One move to defeat the enemy

“Wait...” Timothy stopped Armand, keeping his eyes on Manfred, “Let me check his martial arts skills first.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Timothy had already rushed over like a hurricane.

Manfred suddenly felt a strong overcast wind blowing over. He thought it should be Timothy, and he quickly picked up his breath, trying to use his inner strength to hold him back.

But he didn’t expect that his back waist suddenly felt sore, and the strength of his hand was suddenly lost. When he frowned and lifted his breath again, he could only feel an enormous pain in his brain.

In a short moment of thinking, Rylee has been taken from Manfred’s arm to Timothy’s.

Timothy hugged Rylee safely, lowered his head, reached out and brushed Rylee's hair. He then said softly, “Honey, let's go home now.”

Manfred couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to one knee, gasping for air in pain.

Timothy's martial art was far beyond his expectations!

One move to defeat him!

That’s a god move. He didn't even understand what had happened just now, and he was defeated like this.

“Timothy!”

Manfred gritted his teeth, got down on one knee, and raised his head.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Timothy glanced lazily at Manfred. “Does the loser have anything to say?”

Manfred frowned and looked at Rylee, “Unless I die here today! I won't give Rylee to you!”

“Wow you are so in love with Rylee now? Why would you get engaged to another woman and make Rylee so sad? Manfred, as a normal person, you can't ask for too much.”

After that, Timothy didn't even bother to talk to Manfred. He simply turned around and leave.

“Timothy! Stop! Give me my Rylee!”

Manfred cried out in a heart-wrenching manner, and stood up impatiently.

As soon as he stood up, he felt like his head was going to explode. With a sudden blind of his eyes, he spurted a mouthful of blood, and he has already fallen down forwards.

He fell on the carpet in the aisle and lost conscious.

Just now, Timothy has sealed several of his main acupoints.

Armand glanced at Manfred and muttered to himself, “Bloody asshole, hiding the truth that he actually knows about martial art! What a dick hole! Guys, let’s go!”

With the sound of neat steps... Everyone from the EP Noir Society walked towards the elevator while protecting Timothy.

Timothy draped his trench coat to cover Rylee, wrapping her tightly.

Rylee's little hands, like a cat, gently tugged at his chest.

The hot little face was pressed against his chest, blowing hot air to him at once.

“Hot...it's so hot...” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Timothy, both anxious and upset, patted Rylee's ass gently. He then hugged Rylee tightly, and whispered, “Okay, come on, we will soon get you cured.”

Armand held on to the door, a group of younger gunmen guarded the car. Those people in the hotel didn't know what was going on, but the car Timothy was sitting in had already driven away.

In just a few minutes, the boys with guns all disappeared.

The people in panic still kept squatting on the ground. Looking at each other, they whispered, “It seems that everyone is gone, can we move?”

“Who just let out a fart! It stinks!”

One man shouted angrily.

All of a sudden, as if the fuse was lit, the group of people who were squatting on the ground just now exploded. In order to stay away from their farts, they all spread out.

Timothy lifts the outer clothes and check Rylee.

She was curled up on his lap, and her little hands had already unbuttoned two of Timothy's shirts!

She pursed her red-hot mouth and moved closer to where it had been untied. She pressed her lips against Timothy's skin, and kissed Timothy little by little.

Damn…

Timothy gasped wildly. His whole body was tense.

He touched her little face with his hand, her temperature was very high. He quickly opened her eyes and checked her eyeballs which were very red.

“Damn it! The dose is overwhelming! That’s so rude!”

With such a large dose, if she can't get enough sex, she may die.

Many crazy men and women died in the bar in a hideous posture because of the overdose of the meds.

“Armand, bring some warm water!”

“Oh, here.”

Armand handed over a glass of water. Timothy took a sip, leaned over, mouth to mouth, feeding the water into her mouth.

Rylee was like a woman in the desert for a long time, licking his lips, drinking the water eagerly.

Before Timothy could get up, she stuck her head out and kissed Timothy's lips.

It was the kind of kiss without any rules, like a kitten licking its food.

It went on and on, with her heavy breathing and the longing snort coming from her nostrils.

Bang…

Timothy's brain was pounded.

The lower abdomen suddenly became tense. The muscles of his whole body were screaming.

Unable to hold himself back, he kissed her back a few times.

“Um...um...” Rylee twisted greedily. Her little hands rubbing against Timothy's chest, squinting for more and deeper kisses.

Her enthusiastic behavior caught Timothy by surprise and couldn't hold himself back. The kisses he gave her went from shallow to deep, from gentle to wild.

Rylee's little hand, stroked down from his chest and touched his hard cock. Timothy's eyes twitched violently.

Unexpectedly, she was still not satisfied. She even actually slid down and directly touched his zipper!

Oh!

There was a grunt in Timothy's chest, and he moved away from her lips. He then grabbed her little wiggling hand as soon as possible, and said hoarsely, “Not now... we will do it at home...”

Rylee twisted in dissatisfaction, with her eyes dazed, “Hot...I'm hot...I want...”

Timothy bit his lip, suppressed the desire in his heart, and said to Armand in front, “Speed it up! Immediately contact the doctor and tell him that someone has been drugged with aphrodisiac. Tell him to go to Seaside Villa and wait there as soon as possible! “

“Yes!”

Armand responded, his heart pulsed for a second.

Rylee was given an aphrodisiac?

Holy mother above, who is so immoral to give such a hateful medicine to the young lady?

The car seemed to be flying down the freeway, driving at the highest speed.

Felicia walked restlessly up and down the room, asking Hawk from time to time, “Has Rylee returned suite?”

Hawk kept staring at the screen, “Not yet.”

“Will something else happen?”

Felicia looked at Hawk worriedly.

Hawk thought for a moment, “I just thought about our plan. No matter what happens, Rylee has been given such a large dose of drugs. If there is no man to give her full satisfaction of sex, she will even die! Manfred had rushed over, Manfred will satisfy her desire. Tomorrow, Rylee will find her naked next to the man, and then she will understand everything. My lady, do tell me, Rylee in that situation, how could she keep Haunting Timothy? We can also anonymously send the video of Rylee entering the hotel before to Timothy and let him guess where Rylee went tonight and how did she spent the night. Timothy is smart and he must have guessed that Rylee has had sex with another one.”

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Felicia listened and smiled slowly, “Yeah! Anyway, Rylee is drugged, she must have sex with a man tonight. If she's lucky, Manfred will satisfy her alone. But if she's unlucky, she may be having fun with many men. This is an established fact and cannot be changed. Ha, ha, ha, ha.”

Hawk nodded. “The timing of this is very perfect. Timothy went abroad. When he comes back, everything is over. And this is what we called helplessness”

Felicia got happier as she thought about it. She then found her phone, and said, “I'm going to call Kenneth and ask if they had gotten on the plane. “

Kenneth was flirting with a twenty-year-old lady at a cocktail party when the phone rang.

“Hey babe, come to my place tonight. I will show you my big shark at home.”

Kenneth pointed his pants and shrugged at the girl.

The girl patted him tenderly, “Come on, you are so bad, Mr. Keith.”

Kenneth picked up his phone and was about to hang up when he suddenly realized that the call was from Felicia. He trembled in fright, looked around for safety. He then hurriedly explained to the girl, “Wait a minute, baby, I'll be back. I need to go to the toilet right now!”

Before the girl could say anything, he had already rushed out as if there’s a rocket stuck in his butt.

The girl pouted, “It looks like he is having diarrhea. How could he rush to toilet like that?”

Kenneth finally found a secluded place and adjusted his breath. Then he answered Felicia's phone, “Boss, boss, it's Felicia calling, do you want to listen? Hey, Felicia, what's the matter?”

Felicia turned into a gentle young lady's voice again, “Kenneth, I heard from Brother Timothy that, you two are going to Italy?”

“Yeah, yeah, that's exactly the case. We've already boarded the plane, and it's about to take off. If you call one minute later, my phone will be turned off. The boss is a little tired and is taking a nap. Do you want me to wake him up?”

“Don't, don't, don't! Don't wake him up, he's very tired from work. I just want to check if you all got on the plane. Please be safe in Italy, and have a good time.”

“Okay, our boss is so happy. Felicia cares about him so much. Ha, ha, I'm so jealous of him.”

Kenneth wiped the cold sweat with his hands as he made up the lie.

Felicia said sweetly, “It matters whether Brother Timothy feels my caring.”

“Don't worry, when he wakes up, I must tell him everything. Well, I am so sorry, the air waitress signaled me to turn off the phone.”

“Okay, that's it. Bye.”

After hanging up the phone, Kenneth quickly turned off the phone.

Damn, what the boss asked him to do must not go wrong, or else his life will be in danger.

When Kenneth returned to the reception, the girl pouted and stomped her feet unhappily, “You've been gone for so long.”

“Oh, baby, let's not waste time here, just follow me home. I promise you, you will see something you had never seen in your life and have a lot of fun.”

Saying that, Kenneth tapped her ass.

The girl shyly snuggled into Kenneth's arms and walked outside together.

Kenneth has figured it out, he will turn off his phone for two days this weekend.

Since the boss were planning to disappear, why didn't he follow?