Soros's mansion was already quiet, the drinking party ended early in a very unpleasant atmosphere, Leon half leaned on a chaise longue, raised his arm, the exquisite black and white dress had been torn off the left sleeve, Soros's personal doctor was bandaging him, the wound was not big, but it was three centimeters deep, almost cutting the tendons of the forearm, Leon did not let the doctor inject anesthetic, and directly began to stitch up the wound with a laser repairer, which made the old doctor's head sweat and nervous.

He had never seen a nobleman so able to endure pain.

Leon watched expressionlessly as the laser creaked across the wound, his nose smelling his flesh being burned, and he didn't say a word. He was really angry, but he couldn't show it here, Russo's sinister bastard saw this, so he took the opportunity to sneak attack, he decided that Leon's combat power would not be directly hacked to death by him, and he would not turn his face and fight him immediately after being attacked, after all, Russo knew his details, this instructor who had been in the officialdom for many years, and decided that Leon would be afraid that he would shake out his old bottom.

Leon, on the other hand, was concerned about the five city guards led by Russo, who had nothing to do with the group of noble boys, but detained Sivir alone, according to Russo, it was very inappropriate for the soldiers on duty to participate in such a ball, let alone get drunk and cause a brawl.

Leon held back the anger in his heart and listened to the "interrogation" next door with his ears pricked up.

Ten minutes later, Leon's arm had just been wrapped in sterile film, and the next Sivir had been bound with electronic locks, and the guards determined that the brawl had been maliciously instigated by Shevir, and announced that she would be taken court-martialed after three days of detention.

Leon's face was surprisingly calm, and after listening to Russo's triumphant "report", he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly,

"In that case, you have taken her away, and I'm going to go home and sleep, or...... Mr. Soros is willing to take me in, a wounded man?" He turned his head to look at Soros, who was standing on the sidelines stunned, he was shocked by the rapid "conviction" of Sivir and Leon's attitude towards the matter, and it took a long time to react after hearing the questioning,

"Of course, of course, Your Excellency K should not go back, it is an honor to rest with me" Soros finally regained his demeanor and said respectfully to Leon.

When Russo led the five guards to escort Sivir away, Leon also entered his room where he was resting, and the doctor finally told him that he would feel very tired, maybe sleep for two days, because the weaver consumed a lot of his protein and cells, Soros heard this, and cheered very happily in his heart, this guy who had disturbed his drinking party was probably going to lie in bed for a few days.

A medium-sized military escort car drove slowly on the way to the guard headquarters, this kind of vehicle was divided into three parts, the cockpit, the prisoner cabin and the guard cabin, all completely isolated from each other, so that even if the prisoner broke free of the electronic lock during transportation, it was difficult to have the opportunity to attack the escort personnel, for those powerful criminals, the escort car would become their last nightmare, the two-inch thick metal body was definitely not something that humans could destroy with their bare hands.

However, although the escort car was heavy, it did move a little too slowly at the moment, and what was even more strange was that there was not only one person in the prisoner's cabin, but two.

The red light is not bright, making the prison cell look dark and full of violence, it is said that staying in this color for a long time, people will become more and more irritable, and thus become extremely confused brains, Sivir has a little feeling at the moment, as a formally trained guard captain, her military literacy is one step higher than that of ordinary soldiers, but she can't understand the situation in front of her, Russo does not seem to occasionally appear at the scene of the drinking party, and the city guards are with him, when those aristocratic young people fight, they almost immediately rushed in, boldly slashed the young marshal K, but in the end it was himself who was arrested。

Sivir stared at Russo opposite, and finally couldn't help but ask in a deep voice:

"What is this, to take revenge on me for your conflict with my brother?"

"Of course not, our contradictions are not so deep," Russo said with squinted eyes, he even smiled, completely different from the expression he had just interrogated, and seeing Sivir's puzzled expression, he stroking the stubble on his face proudly, and continued:

"I was trying to find some bad luck with that little bastard, but he really gave me a good opportunity to get so close to you"

Russo said, standing up from the seat opposite, Sivir's mind was buzzing, I don't know if the effect of alcohol has not disappeared, or the things in front of her make it difficult for her to accept, this chief instructor in the army, who is not low-status, is actually playing his own idea?

At this moment, Sivir was still wearing the dress for the reception, the lilac skirt was decent, but after all, it was not a military armor, and Sivir felt that he was no different from being naked. Sivir, who was not afraid in the face of the desolate fang, finally couldn't help but tremble, this is a closed prison cell, any sound and beating is completely isolated, and his struggle is doomed to be meaningless.

Looking at Russo's outstretched hand, Sivir still shouted:

"Stop! there's a monitor here!"

Russo's movements didn't stop, he grabbed Sivir's silver-white hair, so that her face was facing up, clearly exposed to the monitor's camera,

"What are you going to say next? like my brother Xingluo can't spare you, or will the dragoons avenge me?" Russo laughed wildly at Sivir's face, his hand moving even rougher, and he skilfully bypassed the electronic locks and began to tear Sivir's gown, not shying away from the monitor above their heads. Sivir didn't struggle too much, she realized very rationally that struggling would only be a waste of physical strength, and that monitor was absolutely problematic, Russo's behavior was very strange, not only did he not hide his actions, it seemed that every action had to be clearly shown in front of that monitor, it was simply a passionate rape scene.

"You pervert!" Sivir finally figured it out, not only was there a problem with the monitor, but I was afraid that the entire escort car had been modified, and this scene was played for the five guards outside, which meant ......

Sivir couldn't think anymore, the horror of the whole incident had grabbed her heart, and at the same time, Russo had stripped her of only her underwear, and the torn pieces of the dress hung on the edge of the electronic lock, making Sivir look embarrassed, but she held on, didn't shout, she gathered strength, waiting for the final blow to win.

"What a stubborn chick," Russo noticed the silence, and he grabbed Sivir's little face, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and asked with a heavy snort, "Or do you enjoy this feeling?"

"How many times have you done this?" asked Sivir, tilting his head reluctantly, full of disgust,

"I'm an instructor, and I've taught a lot of stupid GIs how to defeat their enemies, and of course, I'm going to teach them how to treat women," Russo said viciously, grabbing the electronic lock that bound Sever, which bound the woman's body very strongly, but also hindered Russo's next move, so he reached out and pressed the unlocking device.

This was the moment that Sivir had been waiting for, and she burst into flames and raised her foot to kick Russo's lower body, the large bulge that had been rubbing against her for a long time. But the next moment, Sivir's entire body was pulled by the powerful suction behind him, and the two wrists holding metal locks were sucked into the car body with a snap, Sivir's heart suddenly sank to the freezing point, she forgot that this was a modified car, and there were many ways to lock the "prisoner".

Russo laughed again, he fully understood Sivir's previous silence,

"Are you waiting? like waiting to hunt a mutant beast? Think you can crush me in one fell swoop if you find the right time?" he reached out and played with Sivir's straight chest, now she was tightly locked to the body of the car by electromagnetism, like a lamb to the slaughter, but what was not very harmonious with the lamb was that she had a lot of scars on her body, although the traces were very shallow, but she could still see the hideousness at that time,

"Tut-tut, woman, you should stay at home honestly, why do you want to do what a man should do?" Russo touched the scars with his fingers little by little, as if in a chaotic thought, "Why don't you obey? You must ride on my head? You must be stronger than a man? Become a soldier, become a general, even become a marshal? Greed, you are greedy, and you are evil" He looked up suddenly, his eyes were already full of madness like a beast, "You should be killed! He began to tear roughly, and Sivir finally screamed in despair, which she knew was futile, but couldn't help it.

Everything was in chaos, and the red light was as bright as blood.

However, at this moment, there was a slight shock to the body, Russo stopped his movements as if he was awakened, the muscles of his upper body were shining with sweat stains in the red light, his pants had been half faded, and the bulge became more excited in the face of Sivir's scream, so large that the woman almost suffocated, but he still stopped, there was a not very good premonition in this fragrant carriage, but except for the vibration, there seemed to be nothing unusual, Russo looked at his subcutaneous clock, immediately frowned, reached out and pressed the walkie-talkie,

"What's going on, why did it stop?" he judged based on the time, at this moment they should have just turned a corner and entered the upward mountain road, but at this moment the car body is flat, although the energy car does not feel any bumps in the smooth driving, but the angle will not be automatically adjusted.

There was a burst of giggling and laughter coming from the intercom, and nothing seemed to happen.

"These bastards!" Russo impatiently pressed the controller on his wrist, and the closed hatch slowly opened, however, just as the light outside had just penetrated a little, Russo immediately felt that something was wrong, the outside door was open!

He looked down at his stomach, and at some point a thin piece of metal had been inserted into the bulging abs, and the metal was as warm as fluid, even as warm as blood. The hatch opened wider and wider, and he finally saw a face not far from him, the guy smiling and bright-eyed.

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PS: Ahem...