Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 674 Ominous Feeling

The girl stood there dryly against the wall, timidly looking at Kenneth, as if she was looking at a big gray wolf, so scared that her body trembled slightly.

Hawk stayed in Ivy Nightclub for a short while, paid the fee, and fled that place in a panic.

He simply did not deal with women stunning, those women once snuggled up, he immediately felt the wolves and tigers and panthers are coming, where there is a little pleasant mood?

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Hawk returned to the villa, Felicia is watching TV, changing the channel.

"I don't have any friends here, and I can't go to parties, I'm bored to death. I miss him so much that I can't even get a phone call these days. He's probably coming back tomorrow, I miss him."

Felicia grumbled at Hawk, pouting.

Hawk looked at Felicia, thought for a moment, but still did not tell Felicia about seeing the suspected Kenneth.

Felicia's disoriented gaze then noticed Hawk and asked in surprise, "Are you all wet? Not driving the car?"

Hawk smiled lightly, "Nothing, just got wet when entering the door."

"It's easy to catch a cold, you quickly wipe your hair with a towel, and then go use the hair dryer to dry."

Felicia handed Hawk a towel, Hawk could not help but be moved to daze.

Felicia nudged him, "Don't stand still, hurry up!"

"Oh."

Only then did Hawk dumbly wipe his hair, his eyes going to look at Felicia from time to time.

Timothy to stop the report in his hand and looked up to the window.

There was another burst of thunder.

Timothy could not help but sigh, walked to the window, looking out at the increasingly dense rain.

The girl seems to be afraid of the sound of thunder, otherwise she would not have been afraid to hide in his nest last night.

I wonder where she is at this moment.

Is she scared?

Timothy the phone, as if playing with a pistol, has been hesitant, whether to call Rylee or not.

"It's just that. She is in her own home. How can she still be afraid."

Timothy suddenly surprised to find that he seemed to be suffering from Rylee dependence!

A moment without seeing her, his heart will be empty.

He really wants to tie that girl to his side, so that he can see her all the time.

Rylee lay on the cold mud, all cold.

The rain drenched her entire body, washing away all the mud and blood from her face.

So cold!

It was like falling into an ice cave, so cold she was really dying.

Suddenly it occurred to me that Timothy's nest is very warm, especially Timothy's body that hard tendon meat, like a small furnace.

If you can lean on the arms of Timothy, that's good, it must not be cold.

I'm coming, Mr. Wheeler! The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time.

It's so warm...

Shine!

Rylee gave a violent shiver and suddenly woke up.

It turned out that the warmth of the comforter was actually a dream.

Rylee was beaten by the rain and could barely open her eyes. Her head felt heavy and painful.

She tried to move her arms and legs, but surprisingly, she did not have the strength to move either.

Rylee lay in place, poured by the heavy rain, like a dead body for a while, she that only regained consciousness, only to recall that she had just fallen down the slope to avoid the big truck that was killing people.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone here?"

Rylee tried to shout, but to my surprise, the sound that came out was as small as a sick cat's voice!

So cold!

So cold that her upper and lower teeth were chattering!

She felt that she was about to freeze and break.

"Help... help... help... help..."

Rylee's brain was getting more and more painful and heavy, and she looked upwards into the pitch- black for a few moments and fainted again.

Joseph drove out in his car in his pajamas.

One side anxiously scouted both sides of the road, one side slapped the steering wheel and cursed

"The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're getting into. You run what run? They let you go and you go? Why don't you wait for me? With me here, I'll see who can drive you away! You're a big fool! You're a fool who wants to save face! Where can you go in this rain? Damn it, where the hell have you been? Rylee! Get out of here!"

Joseph's car drove very slowly with the lights on brightly, moving slowly forward while honking the car horn.

Nothing!

Still nothing!

The car has been driving for five kilometers, but still no sign of Rylee!

Something is wrong!

Joseph then remembered to call Rylee.

"Damn! Why is the phone off? I'm so angry!"

Joseph threw the phone on the seat with a puff of anger, scratched his hair, and continued to drive forward.

Joseph kept driving the car to the Carroll family manor, and the car didn't turn off the engine, so he went straight to the door and tapped it.

The maids were all ready to rest and heard the commotion and came over to open the door, "It's Young Master Joseph, it's so late, do you want something?"

"Is Rylee back? She's definitely back, isn't she?"

Joseph wiped the rain from his face with his hand and looked at the maid hopefully.

The maid shook her head, "No, oh. Fourth Miss hasn't come back."

"Ah! Didn't come back? Damn!"

Joseph immediately felt bad, not saying one more word, and ran straight back into the car, returning the way he came to continue his slow search.

The car met again to Joseph's home, he ran in and saw that his parents were gone and there was no sign of Rylee in the house, he was suddenly terrified.

"What to do? What should I do? Rylee, Rylee, where the hell did you go?"

Joseph, like a fly without a head, turned in a few circles and went back to the car, the door of the house did not have time to close, it was left wide open, and he drove out again.

He ran out of the car without an umbrella and stood in the rain, shouting towards the deep highway, "Rylee! Rylee! Where are you! Answer me! Rylee!"

Only the sound of crackling rain, there is no response.

"Rylee... answer me, I am Joseph, your best buddy. Hey! Where have you been!"

Joseph finally squatted on the ground, hugging his knees and crying bitterly.

Timothy was about to go to rest when he suddenly covered his heart nest, frowned, and sucked in cold air in pain.

What happened?

He didn't have a heart attack, so why did it suddenly hurt like a gas leak?

It's as if, who used a needle, plunged into his heart like a stabbing pain!

The pain passed after half a minute, and Timothy to rub his heart nest and slowly walked upstairs.

He should have gone to take a shower, he always felt some panic in his heart, as if something had been forgotten to do, and there was an indescribable sense of foreboding.

What's going on here?

What the hell is wrong with him?

Timothy no mood to take a shower, sitting on the sofa, squinting his eyes and rubbing his temples.

There was a brawl in one of the neighborhoods under the EP Noir Society, and two people were killed.

The police officers took a look at the important head of the Black Empire Society came over, immediately and toasted cigarettes and poured tea, as if Armand is past to check the work.

This time, the master should go to bed, let you toss and turn, this time still soak in the outside! If the master loses sleep, can you afford to pay?"

"Armand... we know we're wrong..."

A few of the young brothers who killed people are lowering their heads as if they know their mistakes and admit them.

Armand pointed at them with a cigarette and continued to admonish them, "You bastards! If you beat someone to death, why kill them and still stay there as a half-wit? Do an accident scene, and do not have to give the police, the officers increased work!"

A few police officers heard the cold sweat.

The body of the murderer can even say so grandly, this is the bureau!

A few of the boys all nodded their heads neatly and furiously.

At this time, a young man came in in a mess, came in crying, "Police! Help! Help!"

A police officer received him impatiently, "What is the matter, quickly say!"

"My good friend ran away from my house and I can't find her, it's raining heavily, her cell phone is off, and she's not at home, I'm afraid she's had an accident. I'm afraid that something has happened to her. Will not be abducted by human traffickers, will not be held hostage by the bad guys! Comrades, please hurry up and send someone to look for it!"

When the police officer heard that, he immediately got annoyed and waved his hand, "You think we are all idle, just waiting for you to find someone, right? You simply cannot record this! No one is allowed to report a missing person for 24 hours! Go away, don't make a mess here! Maybe your little friend will be back tomorrow after he's drunk somewhere! Don't make such a fuss! Get out of here!"

"How can you not do anything? Are you still worthy of being called police officers? Aren't you the servants of the people, who ensure the safety of their lives and property? My friend is not safe, why

don't you care? Twenty-four hours? If she is in danger, it will be 24 hours too late! How can you do this?"

"What are you shouting for? This is no place for you to shout and scream! Get out of here! We are not responsible for finding people! What do you take us for, really!"

The young police officer simply ignored the young man.

The young man was so angry that he pounded the counter with both fists, "You guys are so damned! If anything goes wrong with Rylee, I won't let you go!"

Armand's ears suddenly perked up.

Did he just hear it right?

He seems to have heard a very tossed name!

Rylee?

"That kid, stop!"

Armand shouted in a high voice.

The young man turned around at the sound of his voice, "Can you help me go find someone?"