"Who are you?"

Originally Eva thought it was Paul who came to apologize to her, but contrary to expectation, she saw a group of punks. Beyond that, she heard that they said the goal this time was her, she suddenly turned anxious and restless.

Although the question she asked was ridiculous, she still couldn't help asking it.

"Hah hah.. " Having a wicked smile on his face, that man with yellow hair looked up and down Eva's figure, and he said to another man excitedly, "Boss, today is a lucky day, she is so beautiful."

Those young punks did not care whether Eva, who was unarmed, would beat back or not. They were confident that they would succeed this time.

Eva looked at these ugly punks, and she was worried that she would fall into their hands.

After all, she was alone now, and women's strength was no match for men. How could she resist when the quality and quantity were not dominant. And how could she be willing to have sex with these punks?

After all, Eva was also a woman who had survived so long in the workplace. Soon she calmed her mind and quickly thought of a idea. She cried out for help as loudly as she could while they were still smug.

"Help! Help!"

The hotel was a crowded place, and if she cried out for help, someone would hear that.

But before Eva called for help successfully, those punks covered her mouth.

"Bitch! You are risking your neck. Come on, keep shouting."

The leader, who was smoking and had a scar on his face, kicked Eva viciously. When Eva was kicked to her stomach, she was so painful that the body curled up.

"If you call for help again, I will send you to the hell today."

Saying those malicious words, the leader commanded other punks to tie her up.

Without the strength of resistance, Eva was desperate. Was she really so unlucky today? Was this the end of her life?

The leader was looking at Eva in a sexual manner, and he was about to reach out to untie her clothes.

"Boss."

Suddenly interrupted by a voice, the leader frowned, ready to roar.

Before that, a punk suddenly said, "Boss, someone's coming."

The leader carried Eva to hide in the room, then he commanded others, "If someone comes to knock at the door, you will say that he gets the wrong address, understand?"

"Yes, sir."

After a while, there was a knock at the door outside.

Paul lingered outside the door. Finally he came to make peace with Eva. He did not know the reason, but since he had made his decision, he would not regret it.

The door opened, yet the person inside was not Eva, but a big man, looked very ugly. Having pierced ears, with strange hair, he was not like the owner of the house, but like a punk.

"Who are you?" Paul frowned. How could that man be in the room that Eva booked? Had she already abandoned the lease? Was she afraid he'd find her?

The man said as the leader told him, "You find the wrong address."

Paul felt it was a little doubtful, at this time, he suddenly found Eva's coat hanging in the doorway.

Paul understood that in an instant, then he raised his fist, and beat him in the face.

"Ouch..."

The punk was very painful, and he was punched to the ground by Paul. The bridge of his nose was bloodied and he looked sinister.

Hearing the sound, several punks immediately rushed out from the door, with sticks and other weapons in their hands.

Paul's eyes glowed with cold. He picked up a vase and threw it at a punk. It was thrown precisely to the hand of that punk, and the iron bar fell out at once.

In the same way, Paul knocked down the weapons in their hands and then kicked them out of the window. He raised his eyebrows and stared at them.

"Tell me. Who sent you here?" Paul was not a fool, on the contrary, his intelligence quotient was high, so he knew this group of punks could not come to the hotel to kidnap a woman with the risk of being caught by the police. They were likely to do that unless it was profitable.

The leader sneered at him and said, "How many lives do you think I have taken away? I can kill you easily, believe it or not. You this kind of toy boy deserve to query me?"

When Paul heard that, he was completely angry.

Paul rushed to the person who spoke rudely, with a elbow against the man's stomach, he kicked that man fiercely, then the man was instantly down on the ground. There was a blood spilling over the corner of his mouth, and he held his stomach.

Paul coldly stared at him, and raised the collar of the leader. Narrowed his black eyes, he said slowly, "Now can I deserve to query you?"

"Boss!"

"Boss, are you okay?"

"Get up, boss."

.........

Seeing their boss could not beat this toy boy, those punks looked at each other in surprise, and they winked at each other, then all the punks rushed toward Paul.

"Idiots." With a smile on his face, Paul walked up calmly.

In a moment,the room of the hotel was full of the sound of weapons colliding with each other.

Paul was surrounded by enemies, some of whom had found makeshift weapons in the room, such as clothes poles and stones in potted plants.

In the face of the crowd, Paul carefully avoided their attack, looking for opportunities to break them one by one.

Soon, Paul knocked down all of these punks.

With one foot stepped on the hand of a punk, Paul bent down and looked at him, "Who asked you to kidnap Eva?"

Hearing that, the punk could only say the truth, "It is a middle-aged woman called Carol, she said that Eva made her lost her job, as long as we could kidnap Eva, she would give us a lot of money."

Paul was seized with anger, damn it! It was that woman in the planning department.

No, now she had been fired by him. Unexpectedly, this woman was so scheming.

In his meditation, Paul noticed nothing unusual about other punks.

"Go to hell."