A chill ran up his spine, and Fu Yu subconsciously took a few steps back, bumping into the umbrella stand.
Woke up the unconscious Cosimo.
He held his forehead, his gray-blue pupils reflecting her terrified face.
"Save me."
As he said that, he suddenly stood up, grabbed her arm with his bloody fingers, and forcefully broke into the apartment.
The man was very heavy, and Fu Yu's small body couldn't support him at all.
Almost at the moment Cosimo pounced on them, the two of them fell to the entrance together.
"Be quiet."
Cosimo opened his eyes, a cold light gleaming in the darkness.
He covered Fu Yu's mouth and nose with his hands, took out the gun swiftly, and pressed it against her throbbing temple.
"Take me to your room."
Fu Yu bit her lower lip.
She could feel the warm blood flowing down the man's arm into the collar of her pajamas.
"hurry up."
The barrel of the gun thrust threateningly.
Cosimo looked at the oriental woman under him. Seeing that he was covered in blood, she did not tremble or feel fear.
There was a layer of tenderness in Shenhan's eyes that even he himself had not noticed.
Quite interesting.
Suddenly, the sound of Tonji's footsteps was heard in the corridor.
Cosimo's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly pulled her into his arms and turned over to hold her down.
"Where is your room?"
Fu Yu pointed to the small room near the bathroom.
She wanted to remind Cosimo that the door was not closed, but before she could react, Cosimo picked her up and threw her onto her crib.
The killer's voice came through the door.
"Isn't he hiding here?"
"Impossible, this is a Chinese student residence. Chinese people are law-abiding and would never interact with gang members."
"He must be hiding nearby."
Cosimo grabbed Fu Yu's slender neck and said harshly, "Scream."
Fu Yu gasped and stammered in broken Italian, "I, I don't know how."
"Never touched a man?"
He bit open her first button.
Fu Yu only felt a sharp pain in her collarbone, and the pain made her close her eyes.
"No, no."
The muzzle of Cosimo's gun was pressed against Fu Yu's temple.
After hearing her answer, his lips slid meaningfully to her philtrum and finally touched her lips.
Fu Yu put his hands in front of his chest, trying to push Cosimo away.
Unfortunately, even the seriously injured Cosimo could not match the little girl's strength.
She could only be pressed against the headboard by the ruthless man with his hands, licking the water droplets from her eyelashes with a sneer.
"Little stutterer, brother will teach you."
A few suppressed voices came from the single room.
The two men in the living room looked at each other and curled their lips at the same time.
"Don't delay their work, sir!"
Hearing the killers' footsteps getting farther away, Fu Yu fanned Cosimo's face.
Cosimo had begun to enjoy the kiss and even wanted to take it a step further.
I didn't expect that I would be taught a lesson by this little girl with a slap in the face.
She was the first woman who dared to slap him.
Cosimo licked his lips that were stained with the little girl's scent, and a curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
"He, they, they are dead, you, you are dead too."
Cosimo puffed out his cheek.
Logically speaking, he should leave immediately and reunite with his men.
But unfortunately, he didn't want to leave.
"Bandage me up."
Cosimo held her wrist, and the rough calluses on his knuckles rubbed her skin.
"good."
Fu Yu grabbed the first aid kit, took out the cotton swab and bandage, and carefully treated Cosimo's wound.
Under the dim wall lamp, the knife wound on the man's waist and abdomen was oozing blood foam.
The dark brown shirt was soaked through, clinging to his eight-pack abs, giving off a dangerous aura.
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