Chapter 1292

At present, the Italian is the nephew of the mafia boss. As long as he has a good relationship, his path will be much wider. As for Fiona, in his eyes, all women are just money making machines. Now he holds her closer with his backhand.

Fiona's heart immediately sank down. After a year of getting along, she naturally knew Sam's character very well. This is a scum who has no bottom line. As long as he has interests, he will be doomed by his own weight.

She gave Sam a smile and said, "honey, I'll get the wine."

Sam's eyes fell on Fiona's beautiful face, and the corner of his mouth said, "there's plenty of wine. Take what you want."

"Ross, my friend, as long as you can help me get those lovely new drugs, just ask me what you want!" Sam motioned Fiona to pour the wine, and she had to struggle to get the bottle close.

Looking down at Fiona, Rose's face was smiling, sweeping around her chest and face. As soon as the sound of the drink stopped, Fiona felt her body dragged past and suddenly lost its stability.

Ah!!

But rose put her in her arms, frightened, Fiona suddenly a kind of anger attack on the heart. Push Ross away and slap him in the face. As soon as Ross's face is down, his long hair is thrown up.

Fiona froze, around a few Rose's men directly on the gun at her, Sam startled. The two men at the door also quickly followed the gun, "put it down, put it down."

Sam yelled at his men and put down the gun. Then he turned to see Rose's face. He turned his head slowly. A face full of ferocious sneer, turned and grabbed a gun from his hands, one into Fiona's mouth.

"You have a good fight. Let's play slowly. You will find how wonderful the art of beating people will be! " Rose's eyes twinkled fiercely, as if he wanted to choose someone.

Fiona's face was red, and she shivered when she was just pointed at by some Mafia gangsters. Then the next moment, a cold metal barrel was put into his mouth, feeling the smell of gunpowder and gun oil, as if he could smell the smell of death.

In an instant, she thought of her family, but it was impossible for her family to save herself. At this moment, Sam is the only one who can save her. Fiona looks hard at Sam.

After all, he is his woman, and he can't be helpless. However, watching Sam yell at his two men to put away the gun, and then his eyes fall on rose. The flattery on his face is just like a slave, and he has completely ignored her.

At this moment, she knew that she would never be spared. Today's fight will save one's life. Even if it's lucky, the Mafia won't take revenge even if they have enemies.

Rose was still a little worried. After all, this is Sam's territory, but he was counselled to look like this. He immediately laughed wildly, pulled Fiona's hair and went out. Sam flashed away angrily.

On the contrary, he gave Fiona a hard look, and even if rose didn't kill her, he would give her an unforgettable lesson. At this time, the man at the door heard some news from the headset, and gave rose and his party a strange look.

I just came up and told Sam, "don?"

Rose immediately chewed the name, as if a little familiar, but he could not think of such a person.

"Foster Towne, who used to deliver goods to your father, is Fiona's brother." His men had to remind him, because when they went out, they might meet tonn.

Meet relatives, this kind of scene will certainly make.

Sam immediately remembered a face. He had beaten the guy several times before, and then he ran away. Fiona was also pulled to pay off her debt for this reason. Although this guy is a worthless little gangster, he is also an outlaw who played with a gun since childhood.

If you meet rose and his party who treat Fiona like this, maybe there will be a conflict in anger. He immediately orders: "drive him away, get that bastard out of my territory."

In the corridor of the bar, Donne and Leon were stopped outside. Lyon walked in front of them and said, "guys, I want to meet Sam and let me pass."

Guarding the intersection was a big, big white man. He glanced at Lyon. "Sam was meeting important guests, waiting to go“

Naturally, he knew the boy. If it wasn't for the boss's recent marriage to his sister, such a worthless boy would not even be qualified to jump in front of him.

As a member of the Ku Klux Klan, Sam's cronies grew up on this street. Naturally, he knew the boy's family background. He glanced at Tang en, who was following him. The figure of the other side made him feel a sense of threat.

But it's not right. Although he looks big and strong, he's still a little shorter than him. There's no reason to feel threatened. He's an amateur boxer who has been boxing a lot. He knows the advantages of body weight.

Otherwise, boxing will not be divided into lightweight and heavyweight. Every strong point of the body will be a natural advantage.

He thought it was an illusion, and when he looked at tonn, he found nothing wrong Ah... I like the way you struggle, ha ha“ Behind an arrogant voice, mixed in the noisy music, and a woman's scream, another big man at the intersection, covering his headset, his eyes fell on Tang en. At the same time, the big man of the amateur boxer also heard the order from his headset. He reached out and said, "get out. Sam doesn't want to see you now“ When Lyon was in a daze, he was pushed out several steps by the other party's big hand. If it wasn't for Tang en's support, he might fall to the ground directly. He couldn't figure out what was going on, so he just saw tonn relax himself and walk by. From the side face, we can see that Donne looks very cold. " I told you to get out of here... "The boxer looked impatiently at Tang en coming up. He went up and grabbed him by the neck. Lyon was very anxious when he saw that his brother had just come back and seemed to be doing well. If he really had a conflict with the 3K party, the consequences would be very serious. It's just that one of the boxer's hands just reached half way and stopped, with a gun barrel on his forehead and a muffler on it. Suddenly, he realized that the other side had come prepared. This kind of thing is a real contraband, which can only be used to do real work.