In the end… who was it?

At this moment, a few people appeared in her mind. A flash of light flashed momentarily, and then she narrowed her eyes and said solemnly: 'The person standing behind you is a tall, dark-skinned man. There's a scar on the back of his left hand, right?"


Although the other party hid it very well, they were still a little surprised. 'We don't know who you're talking about, Ashley, remember one thing. You brought about today's outcome. We're all paid to work, today, we have to let you suffer a little."

After speaking, the leader used a vicious gaze to signal the two subordinates beside him: 'Don't hold back, hit hard."

Ashley's face changed color, this group of people wasn't joking, not threatening her.


The thugs holding baseball bats in their hands, had already approached her, shouting and charging.

Seeing the danger coming, she unconsciously bent her legs and ran towards the light.


But she forgot, that even though her legs were strong, she still couldn't resist the physical strength of these men.

Furthermore... an hour, after running a few steps, she was betrayed by her damned legs, and fell to the ground, a sharp pain ran down her spine, the pain was so intense that Ashley took a cold breath.

"Run? Run?" Behind her, a ferocious and mocking laugh rang out: "Ashley, relying on a cripple like you, where else do you want to run to. Behave yourself, we receive money to do work, we don't intend to beat anyone to death. We just want to cripple one of your arms."

Crippled one of her arms.

Ashley gritted her teeth, angrily glaring at the approaching thugs: 'With malicious intent to harm people, do you want to go to jail?"

'Who do you think we are? Someone can cripple one of your arms, why can't they arrange a good path for us?" The guy took out his phone and looked: 'Hurry up, it's done, we still have to run away quickly."

Ashley understood these people came to cripple one of her arms, then they would leave S City tonight.

She began to doubt her previous guess again, could it be Christian?

Being able to arrange a suitable escape route, even making these fugitives sell their lives, thinking about it, was not something that a small amount of money could bribe.

At first, she thought it was Christian because the timing was too coincidental, if Christian hadn't sent her back, she would have taken a taxi back herself or asked someone to pick her up at Elise's house, then she wouldn't have encountered this group of thugs tonight.

Christian sent her back, but let her get off the car a little far from where she lived, and when he stopped the car to let her get off, there weren't many lights and there weren't many people. Then, she encountered this group of thugs again.

No matter how she thought about it, Christian was still the most suspicious person.

But to make this group of thugs cripple a board member of Patterson Group, there was no need to arrange an escape route for these thugs, moreover, the cost of bribing these people, whether it was the cost or the ability to arrange an escape route, Christian didn't have enough.

To put it bluntly, Christian could not still do this.

If it wasn't Christian, then who was it?

Mr. Elise?

No, it couldn't be that old man who didn't see her as anything, arrogant and haughty, a common trait of the Elise family.

Who was it?

In a short while, Ashley's mind was spinning, her thoughts were very fast.

Picking up stones on the road and throwing them at the thugs, she suppressed the pain in her legs and tailbone, trying to stand up, half crawling, half running to the alley entrance. "You rotten woman, still don't know your place."

Along with the curses, Ashley's scalp was painfully pulled, and then someone grabbed her waist-length hair from behind and yanked her back. "We treated you too lightly. You rotten woman dared to hit me."

Before she could say anything, her cheek was slapped hard, painfully.

"You only know how to bully women."

Ashley twisted her neck, spat contemptuously, and cursed the guy pulling her hair behind her. She looked fierce, raised her hand forward, and shouted: "You hit me, beat me to a pulp. If I scream once, I will lose to you."

What right did they have to hurt her?

What right did she have to endure these things?

Because she had been in prison?

Because she had been bitter?

Her heel stepped hard on the foot of the thug behind her, he shouted, extremely angry: "You rotten woman. You crave to be beaten, don't you?"

That guy pulled her hair and slapped her hard, and her face immediately swelled up, without looking she knew, that tomorrow her face would not be able to meet other people. That guy seemed to have broken the common sense in human nature, his eyes were fierce, panting: "You bastard..."

While cursing, he slapped her face twice. A few guys who were with him stepped forward and pulled him away: "Big brother, stop. Let's do the work the boss gave us, then we'll be busy leaving in the middle of the night. Don't waste time here."

Ashley was slapped several times, her head was dizzy, and her ears were ringing, as if she had lost some important information. Without thinking much, the leader reached out and grabbed Ashley tightly: 'I'll hold her tight, don't let her move, you take the baseball bat and hit this arm hard.

Don't hit anywhere else, the owner only said to cripple one of her arms, don't take her life."

Ashley's face was as pale as paper, saying she wasn't afraid was a lie.

Faced with violence, who wouldn't be afraid? Her body was held tight, and a group of vicious thugs surrounded her.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she was in prison.

'Let me go… let me go…" Her body trembled continuously, and the calmness in her eyes instantly disappeared, trembling violently with fear.

'Let me go, let me go." Finally, she went crazy, shouting: 'Let me go. Let me go. I told you to let go."

She struggled violently, screaming.

The thug immediately covered her mouth with his hand.

She struggled violently.

"Shut up. If you scream again, I won't be polite to you."

However, Ashley seemed to not hear the noise of the outside world. "Big brother, what's wrong with this rotten woman?" The fat man didn't understand and asked.

"Hurry up. Finish it, we still have to go. This crazy woman."

In the end, the fat man's stick didn't hit Ashley.

But it landed heavily on his broad back.