Chapter 150 Darling, I Remember You Just Stood Up?
"I choose Queenie!" Benoit's voice was decisive, without any hesitation. His large hand gripped Mary's jawbone, almost crushing it. Mary paused, seeming surprised by how quickly Benoit made his decision.
Without a second thought, her jaw ached, and she looked at Benoit in disbelief, "You... You actually gave up Barbara for that wench? She's your own niece!"
A chilling shock flashed through Benoit's eyes, and his grip tightened slightly, "I'll ask you again, where is Queenie? If you don't want to say, you'll never have to speak again in your life."
As soon as his voice fell, Manley burst into the room, panting heavily.
"Mr. Clancy, we have a situation! The General is barking furiously at Room 634..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Benoit rushed out like a gust of wind.
Manley quickly followed suit.
He had originally intended to force his way in but was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't, so he could only find Benoit.
When Benoit arrived at Room 634, the General was barking frantically.
He kept scratching at the door with his front paws.
"Step back!"
With a command, the General retreated, and Benoit immediately kicked the door open.
Man and dog acted in perfect harmony.
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open, and Benoit rushed in.
Meanwhile, Queenie was holding a stun flashlight pressed against one of the thugs.
Electric current ran through the thug's body, causing him to be thrown off and fall to the side.
Startled, Queenie quickly ran towards Benoit, embracing him, "Darling, I... I think I just killed someone."
Trembling, Queenie pointed to the four big men lying nearby, her lips pale with fear, completely forgetting that Benoit was still standing on his feet at that moment.
As soon as she entered the room, she felt that something was wrong. When her head started to ache, she already realized that she had been deceived.
And when she saw the four men in the room, she immediately pretended to faint and collapsed on the ground, then secretly took out the stun flashlight from her keychain.
When the thug tried to move her, she instantly pressed the stun flashlight against his chest.
The first thug didn't even have time to scream before he fell down.
Then the other two thugs attacked her together, which frightened her. She swung the stun flashlight that Benoit had given her like a knife, making wild swings. Accidentally, she shocked another thug.
Next, the third thug pounced on her to assault her, which scared her so much that she pressed the stun flashlight against his crotch.
This time was the most brutal.
The thug screamed in extreme agony, begging for mercy. There seemed to be the smell of burning coming from down there.
Benoit glanced coldly at the four thugs lying on the ground and sneered, "They deserve to die!"
Queenie's head was spinning at this moment, her nerves already stretched to the limit. When she heard the word "die," she was frightened as well.
"What... What should we do... I'll be imprisoned..." she said and then felt her consciousness blur. "It's good that you're here."
As her voice fell, she fainted.
Benoit quickly caught her and carried her back to the private room.
As soon as the door of the private room opened, Mary instinctively looked up.
Seeing Queenie unharmed, not even a hair out of place, she stood up excitedly, "How did this wench come out unscathed?"
Benoit's gaze turned cold as he looked at Mary.
Her: "Mary, my patience is limited. Try insulting her again?"
"Whore! She seduced you, she's a whore!" Mary wasn't afraid at all!
Benoit's face darkened to the extreme, giving Kate a glance. "Strip her and send her to Lilith's dad's bed!"
Upon hearing this, Mary widened her eyes and looked at Benoit. "Benoit, my uncle is the head of customs! My uncle is the chief of police! Do you dare touch me?!"
"Indeed, touching you might cause a little trouble," Benoit admitted frankly. "But I'm not afraid."
As soon as he spoke, Kate took Mary away.
Mary struggled and screamed all the way.
"Benoit, you're insane!"
"Benoit, I hate you!"
"Benoit, I'll kill you!"
...
Perhaps Mary's voice was too fierce. At this moment, Queenie started regaining consciousness and woke up, rubbing her throbbing head, only to find herself lying in Benoit's arms.
"Me? How did I get here?"
Queenie glanced at Benoit, who was sitting in a wheelchair, hugging her. "Husband, I remember you just stood up, didn't you?"
