Chapter 8 Beat Her Up
It seemed that Albert had guessed it.
"Now that you have found the reason, I will continue to y basketball. This is the farewell match."
Albert nced at Nina and turned around. He stopped again and added, "Well, if you can''t deal with
this person, I can help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened her mouth and smiled, with only bottomless darkness in
his eyes.
Nina looked at Albert with an unreadable expression. Every time she saw his dismissive smile, she
would feel numb in her heart.
They once had dinner together. The waiter identally spilled the soup on her hand. Albert ordered
another bowl of boiling soup with a smile, and then deliberately spilled it on the waiter''s hands, which
scalded the skin.
When she recalled the past, she looked at Albert in a more obscure way.
She found that she couldn''t see through Albert.
Then, she saw Isabe''s post. No matter what she said, she never refuted the fact that Nina sold her
body for wealth.
Nina could only feel angry in her heart.
Isabe had two forum ounts. She posted anonymous, telling the story of Nina. At the same time,
she argued strongly using another ount, her real name. She made a good n.
However, Isabe had underestimated Nina.
Here came the sound of WeChat messages.
Isabe was sending messages to Nina, andforting her.
For Nina, it was not afort, but a trouble.
Nina had nned to delete the post by some means, but suddenly another idea came to her mind.
While letting the matter escte, she asked Isabe out for dinner.
"Isabe, I saw you help me. Thank you. I''ll treat you to lunch at..." She sent a WeChat message with a
sly smile.
Isn''t it just acting?
As if no one couldn''t.
She was good at acting.
Nina flipped her hair and took out a small circr mirror with a pattern of an elk. She specially made up
and smiled at herself in the mirror. She was indeed beautiful.
After the ss, she took her bag and said, "Let''s go and beat her."
Following the route given by Nina, Isabe walked with difficulty on an old street in the suburbs,
wearing kitten heels and carrying a small bag. There were only some crooked wooden buildings
around, and the noise around her ears was loud. Those people were talking in localnguage, and their
loud voice made her headache.
"Why do youe to such a damned ce?" Isabe''s face turned ghastly pale. From time to time, a
child rushed over, with mud and stink all over the body.
It smelled terrible!
Isabe walked impatiently. But for Nina, she wouldn''te to such a shabby ce.
Only people from the countryside like Nina were used to eating in such a shabby ce.
Nina was hiding in an ambush at the corner, followed by several fierce-looking men, with tattoos on the
arms.
"You guys, put a sack on her head and give her a good beating. But don''t kill her. I''ll give you the
money."
"No problem. Let us handle it."
The strong men promised, patting their chests.
Nina nodded with satisfaction and took out her phone to take photos.
A good show was about to begin.
Not far away, a Maybach car stopped. The good show was also watched by others.
"Mr. John, this is the old city that the Li''s Group and the Fang''s Group have chosen. It has a history of
more than 800 years. If we buy this area, we can integrate the ancient and modern culture and make it
a tourist attraction."
Sitting in the passenger seat, with several project proposals in his hands, Henry chose the most
feasible one.
"It''s a good location. It''s not far from the railway station and the airport. There are four subway lines
passing by, so the transportation is very convenient. Next to it is a university area, which ensures a
"Mr. John, what do you think about it?" Henry pushed his sses and turned to look at his boss.
John was looking at a mobile phone, sometimes frowning and sometimes rxing.
"Mr. John?"
"What? You decide it." John fixed his eyes on the battle on the screen of the phone and had no time to
talk to him.
Henry kept silent.
He was not the CEO. How could he make the decision?
Since Mr. John was in high spirits, he didn''t want to disturb him for the time being.
With curiosity, he looked in the direction of John and fixed his eyes on the face of Nina who was
gloating.
What was she doing?
Watching others fight?
And then Mr. John was watching her?
Sure enough, they were the same kind of people.
"Hmm... Hmm... Help... Help!" Isabe''s groan came from the sack.
Those people punched and kicked her. She was unable to speak aplete sentence. She curled up,
waving her hands and feet, trying to struggle and resist.
As a beautiful twenty-year-old girl, how could she match those tall and strong men?
Isabe could not fight back.
"Who, who, who are you? Please, please let me go."
No matter how hard she begged, no one answered.
Nina watched the show joyfully.
She had quite a lot of methods to deal with people, and she liked the most direct one, beating.
Since Isabe had ndered her without saying a word, she would beat her up without saying a word
in the same way.
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It was half even.
All of a sudden, she heard the discussions of several old people. Putting away her cell phone, she
stood out and pointed at the group of people. "What are you doing? Stop!"
The men immediately stopped beating Isabe, turned around and took a look at Nina. Then they ran
away as fast as they could.
She could get a prize for her acting skill.
"Stop! You want to run away after beating her!" Nina ran over and stopped beside Isabe. She winked
at the men and signaled to them to leave as soon as possible.
Isabe was crying. "Nina, help me!" Hearing the voice of Nina, Isabe seemed to meet a lifesaver.
With a sack on her head, she was crying.
She looked like a beggar with half of her body in a sack moving on the ground, or like a pig about to be
ughtered.
Nina covered her mouth and almost burst intoughter.
"Isabe, are you okay? I''ll get you out right away." Nina squatted down and untied the rope that tied
Isabe''s arms and waist.
Nina grabbed the top of the sack with both hands, and deliberately pulled Isabe''s hair up.
Isabe felt painful. She cried out. "It hurts!" It hurt so much that her face turned pale. She shouted,
"Nina, you pulled my hair. It hurts so much. Would you be gentle?"
"I''ll be gentle." Nina nodded but deliberately pulled Isabe''s hair one more time. She didn''t take the
sack out until she heard Isabe''s howl in pain.
Isabe shouted. Shey on the ground, gasping for breath. Half of her face was covered by her messy
hair, and her face was as pale as a dead man''s face.
When she finished smoothing her hair and exposed her whole face, it was no longer the original face.
Nina was silent.
A pig?
The corners of Nina''s mouth twitched fiercely. Those men had done a good job. She would pay them
more moneyter.