Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1571

Chapter 1571

Unfortunately, Anderson was, after all, a child.

Even if he hit two or three men in black, what could he do?

He didn't run a few steps before he was caught again.

He struggled in vain.

He was once again brought before Athena.

At this time, his hands were in his pockets. Suddenly he took them out and threw a goose egg directly at Athena.

By the time Athena realized it, it was too late. She turned her head to avoid her eyes, but the goose egg still hit her forehead.

The pain spread, but she didn't even groan.

Blood trickled down her forehead, the bright red was scorching hot in the sun, and it hurt people's eyes.

Seeing that Athena didn't react at all, let alone change her expression, Anderson's heart sank.

The calmer it was, the more it meant that the storm was coming.

Because calmness was almost terrible.

Athena raised her hand and wiped the blood from her forehead. Her fingers were covered with fresh red.

She kept looking at Anderson, put her fingers in her mouth, tasted the taste of fresh blood, and the corners of her lips curled into a strange smile.

Then she dipped more fresh blood with her index finger and painted her lips a charming and bright blood color along her lip shape, like applying lipstick. After finishing, Athena asked, "How is it, little brother? Pretty?"

Such behavior made Anderson gasp.

This woman was not ordinary.

Not only was she very scary, but she was also mentally abnormal.

Previously fearless, now Anderson was truly frightened.

Behind him, the men in black firmly grasped his arms. He couldn't move at all.

Athena approached Anderson step by step, smiling and not smiling.

Fair kicked her legs anxiously and shouted, "Don't get close to him, go away!"

Unfortunately, she had already been tied up by two men in black, and she could do nothing but struggle.

Athena stopped one step away from Anderson, lifted Anderson's chin with her long fingers, and her fingers were bloodied.

The sticky and slippery feeling, with the smell of blood.

Made Anderson nauseous.

Athena's eyes suddenly turned cold, "You threw the stones very accurately. It seems you inherited your mother, a future sharpshooter, huh? Haha."

She shook her head, looking regretful, "I originally wanted to keep you for a while, but it seems not. A wolf cub that knows it can't be raised, can only be dealt with as soon as possible." "Throw him downstairs." Athena turned away and gave a cruel order.

"Yes." The men in black picked up Anderson and walked to the edge of the top floor.

"No, no, let him go!" Fair cried out loudly. They were going to throw Anderson downstairs. At such a height of tens of floors, could he survive the fall? They were going to kill Anderson. "Help! Someone save him!" Fair shouted hoarsely, kicking her legs crazily. "No, don't!"

"Annoying." Athena went forward and slapped Fair.

Fair was knocked out by Athena's slap, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and fell silent.

The two men in black propped Anderson up and were getting closer and closer to the edge of the top floor.

At such a height of tens of floors, even looking at it made people's legs tremble.

Anderson's mind went blank. For the first time in his young life, he felt death so close to him.