Chapter 915

Chapter 915: Lu Yan Is the Blood Eagle!

What?

A photograph of the Blood Eagle?

The elites in the FIU were instantly stunned. “Leader, let us see the photograph now! We idolize the Blood Eagle, now we can finally get to see how he looks like today!”

“Shh, be quiet. This photograph is the only photograph of the Blood Eagle!”

With that, the leader, Jiang Guo handed over the photograph like he was handing over the greatest treasure.

Tiantian had already let go of An’an and lunged forward in excitement. She was also a fan of the Blood Eagle. “Quick, let me see what he looks like! He is the ultimate hero in my heart!”

The photograph was very dark and blurry and the person in the photograph could not be discerned clearly. They could only see a tall and muscular silhouette leaning lazily against the wall and holding a cigarette in his hand to smoke.

They could only see the red flame and the figure’s large hand.

“What is this? I can’t see anything. Leader, you must be joking.” Everyone was displeased and grumbled in disappointment. Tiantian threw the cell phone onto the chair.

The cell phone landed beside An’an and she glanced down at it.

She was not interested to know what the Blood Eagle looked like. She only wanted to take a look casually to see this heroed person.

But she froze when she saw the photograph.

She promptly extended her hand to pick up the cell phone and enlarged the photograph with her fingers. Her eyes were fixated squarely on the person’s large hand.

Why did this large palm look so familiar? And the way he was holding his cigarette seemed to familiar too.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

Her luscious lashes quivered and she was stunned beyond words. He could only be one person. Perhaps others were unable to recognize him, but she could identify him straightaway, even if she could only see his hand in the photograph.

It was Lu Yan!

She had been with him since she was a young girl. He liked to smoke. Everyone had their own stances when smoking and his large hand had stroked her hair, forehead and face before. Just now he had even grasped her delicate hand and placed it over his heart.

Was that him?

It was... Lu Yan!

An’an’s eyes were filled with shock. She believed that she had not made a mistake!

But she did not dare to believe it.

The shockingly impressive leader of the underworld, Lu Yan, was actually the... legendary Blood Eagle?!

An’an’s gaze turned cold and her hand swiftly moved to her waist to retrieve her revolver. Sh*t! Since she was on leave, she hadn’t brought her gun!

An’an looked at them coldly. “Who are you people?”

“Our boss is Delia. FIU has been too nosy, our boss wants us to teach you all a lesson!”

“An’an, don’t care about me, run!” At this moment, Tiantian yelled.

The tattooed man pressed the revolver against Tiantian’s head. “Little beauty, shut up, if not I’ll shoot you!”

“Brother Shan, don’t shoot her first. This little beauty is so tender, why not let us enjoy her first.”

The lewd men stroked Tiantian’s face and even lifted her skirt.

“Ah!” Tiantian let out a shrill cry from having her modesty exposed.

“Stop!” At this moment, An’an interjected. “Let go of her, I’ll play with you all!”

The tattooed man’s gaze landed on An’an’s beautiful face and his eyes swept up and down her delicate body. “F*ck, I’ve screwed so many women, but I’ve never screwed such a beautiful one!”

The other men threw Tiantian aside and looked at An’an lustfully.

“Okay, you come here!” The tattooed man nodded his head.

“An’an, no!” Tiantian cried out.

Bam! One of the men slapped Tiantian.

An’an’s eyes gleamed coldly. She walked over, grasped the man’s wrist and twisted it forcefully. “If you dare to hit women again, I will make you impotent!”

Crack! The man’s wrist broke and he howled in pain.

At this moment, the black muzzle of the revolver was pressed against her waist and the tattooed man smiled. “You’re really fierce but you suit my taste. But don’t you dare move anymore, if not we will kill you first then... rape... ha ha ha. Maybe the other way.”

Delia’s men were vicious and were merciless in killing.

An’an turned around and raised both hands.

The tattooed man ordered, “Take off your clothes and let my brothers have their way with you!”

An’an curved her red lips coldly, then raised her hands to undo the buttons on her shirt. The buttons were undone one at a time, revealing her delicate and fair skin.

“Jesus.” The men were salivating.

An’an removed her shirt. She was wearing a white lacy bra beneath and she exuded the tenderness of a young maiden.

The tattooed man’s eyes were blazing. He surrounded An’an and turned around twice, closed his eyes and sniffed An’an’s scent in a lewd . Pulling An’an over, he pinned her against the wall and undid his own belt. “I’ll screw you to death today!”