My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 147 Fuck Off

Joseph really didn't know what to do.

Recently, every time when his father saw him, he could only get criticism. He would not be accepted by

his father no matter what he did. He really felt that he was going crazy.

All kinds of things were intertwined, making him desperately need to vent.

Jocelyn, who personally put his sister into prison, was very suitable for him to vent.

Thinking of the various things that happened recently, Joseph began to tear Jocelyn's clothes like

crazy.

"Jocelyn, even if I was wrong, you shouldn't be so cruel to me! I have nothing now, you know?"

"You son of bitch! You don't even think about it how I could continue to love you when you were like

that back then."

"You were fat like a pig. How could I fuck you? I really tried my best to stand it so long before breaking

up with you."

"I can't help it either. Every time I saw your ugly face, I felt like I was going crazy."

"What you lost is just a kidney, but do you know what I lost? What I lost is my beautiful world."

"Every time I saw your face, I really felt that the whole world was not beautiful."

Joseph said while tore the light blue jeans Jocelyn was wearing under her sweater.

He had completely lost his mind and blurted out in an instant.

These words, like knives, fell straight into Jocelyn's heart.

The severe pain constantly stimulated her brain, reminding her of those humiliating, humble and hateful

images.

Looking at this hideous face, listening to these words that constantly stimulated her, she really wanted

to tear him apart with her own hands!

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Right now, she couldn't even say a word!

She clearly knew what she was going to face next. She could only wait for death.

The mirror above her head clearly recorded her embarrassed and helpless appearance at the moment.

She wished that at this moment someone would break in to save her.

She didn't want him to touch her.

She felt sick.

Feeling her clothes were torn, she just wanted to vomit.

She really didn't know what to do.

Soon, her jeans were thrown on the floor by him.

His claws reached out to her shirt again.

He torn it with all his force.

Humiliation, resentment, fear, nausea, all kinds of emotions intertwined wildly, turning into a pair of

ruthless claws and constantly tearing at her heart, her brain, and her self-esteem.

The emotions were suppressed to the extreme, but there was nowhere to vent. In the end, the eyes

became the vent.

Tears began to flow down the corners of her eyes.

She kept calling for help inwardly.

But she also knew very well that probably no one would come to save her.

Even though she knew this was the case, she still expected a miracle.

Joseph's eyes were completely red. This kind of tearing was a great relief for him. Everything he had

endured with his father these days was completely vented at this moment.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly kicked open.

The guy was very strong. The white solid wood door was kicked down and fell heavily on the floor.

To her, this voice was like endless hope.

She immediately looked over.

Then she saw that the man appeared outside the door with a group of men in black.

He stood at the front, dressed in black, as cold as Satan from hell, exuding a dreadful chill all over his

body.

The lights in the corridor were very bright, making his face extremely cold.

Seeing this face, Jocelyn cried more and more.

At this moment, she felt that she was just like someone who was dying of thirst in the desert, and he

was just like the source of water.

She felt so moved.

Her tears burst again.

"Close the eyes." Noah glanced at the people behind him and gave orders.

Everyone immediately closed their eyes.

Seeing it, Joseph was stunned for a moment, and stopped.

But soon he regained his composure, quickly took out a dagger from his pocket and aimed it at

Jocelyn's carotid artery, "Don't come here. If you dare to come, I will kill her."

Now that the other party was so powerful, he must find a way to escape first, otherwise he would

definitely suffer.

The icy sharp weapon was pressed against her neck, and the intense coldness spread out on her skin.

It was obviously dangerous, but she wasn't afraid at all.

Because he was there.

"Fuck off!" Noah's face became colder and colder. The murderous aura in his eyes increased a bit.

He gently tugged the black tie around his neck, then walked over to the bed, quickly took off his suit,

and threw it lightly on Jocelyn's face.

When the suit fell, Jocelyn's face and body were tightly covered.

In an instant, it was pitch black in front of her eyes.

Then Noah quickly took out the pistol from his waist. Without waiting for Joseph to react, he shot

directly at his wrist which was holding the dagger.

The pistol was silenced. When the bullet was hit in, there was only a muffled sound.

But even so, Jocelyn still shivered in fright.

The next second, bright red liquid spurted out from Joseph's wrist.

The strong smell of blood spread in the room.

"Ouch..." Joseph couldn't help but exclaimed in pain.

From the fall of the suit to the flying of the bullet, the whole process took less than a second. Joseph

had no time to react.

The severe pain made him unable to hold the dagger any longer.

Soon the dagger slipped from his palm. He himself fell to the floor in pain.

His wrist kept bleeding.

Although Jocelyn couldn't see anything, hearing this sound and smelling it, she could guess what

happened now.

It turned out that the reason why he covered her face with his suit was because he didn't want her to

see such a scene.

Noah stepped forward and stepped on Joseph's chest.

Joseph was in pain and had no strength to resist, so he could only let Noah step on him.

"Where's the key?" Noah asked, looking at the iron chain on Jocelyn's hands.

"In the drawer of the bedside table near me..." Joseph didn't dare to resist any longer. He answered

obediently.

Noah immediately opened the bedside table, found the key, and quickly unlocked Jocelyn.

Jocelyn knew that she was naked at the moment, so she didn't dare to move. She just gently put her

arms under the suit.

Noah still frowned deeply, walked to her side, and carefully pulled the suit down, revealing her tearful

face.

Because she just cried, her eyes were glowing with a reddish sheen. But he could still see the fear in

her eyes.

In this way, she looked like a frightened bunny. He felt so sorry for her.

He softened. Then he didn't frown.

"Where is the injury?" He asked, then wrapped her tightly in his suit, and stretched out his long arms to

hug her.

Only then did Jocelyn see Joseph's terrible appearance.

A lot of blood was shed under him.

It looked like the bullet must have pierced through his vein.