No nostalgia, no turning back, Alisa just leaves. At that moment, Davis suddenly feels a deep sense of frustration. Playing with countless women, he suddenly feels uncomfortable all over. What the hell is wrong with him? She actually doesn't care about him at all!!

Alisa steps out of the front door of the villa. Davis's red Ferrari sport car follows, honking behind her.

Alisa looks back at him coldly. "It's too late for you to repent now. I won't stay here all night."

Davis stops and says, "Alisa, do you know what people hate you the most?" Alisa is silent.

Davis says angrily, "You just like pretending to be pure and lofty. It's so dark. Do you want to be caught by rogue? How do you want to be raped, by turns, or by group?" Alisa understands the obscure meaning of his words. It is midnight now. This place is remote, and it can't be said that there are any hooligans. However, she's just arrogant.

"Davis, I'd rather have sex with a hooligan than you…" Leaving that sentence, Alisa grabs her lower lip and runs away.

"What a stupid woman…" Davis has never been so angry. He has been repeatedly and repeatedly rejected by this woman.

In the dark night, it’s windy, and Alisa is hurriedly walking with holding her arms. She is angry and brave just now. Now when the cold wind blows, the heat dissipates, and her heart calms down. In her eyes, there are all dark mountains and dense forests.

Alisa begins to sweat and looks back. There is no light. Davis doesn't catch up. There is a bus stop in front of her. Alisa is very happy and runs excitedly.

"Little girl, you are also waiting for the bus!"

Suddenly a short man in a duck tongue hat comes out of the back of the station sign, and his eyes twinkle above Alisa's waist.

"I, I'm not waiting for the bus…" Alisa turns and runs. The short man suddenly jumps up and grabs Alisa's clothes. He smiles and says,"What a pure girl! Uncle has a car here. Do you want to go on it?"

"Let go of me, let go of me, you pervert…" Alisa waves her hands.

Suddenly a man appears behind him, holding Alisa tight.

"Hee hee, this is a pretty woman, enough for our brothers to enjoy ourselves…"

Alisa cries out, "Help!"

Two men, one holds Alisa's arm, and the other in her legs and lifts her up to the side of the road in a pickup truck. "Ha ha, you shout, no one will help you if you shout. This place is too far away from the city, no matter what you shout, it is useless. I think you should be more obedient. Later I'll make you suffer less. "The evil laughter fills Alisa's mind. What she just says to Davis in a fit of pique, now she has got the retribution. Alisa regrets.

"Put her down!" A cold, domineering voice comes out of the darkness.

The two men are startled. They grab Alisa by the neck and look back. "Who are you?"

Davis's fierce body appears in the eyes of two people. He holds a gun in his hand and aims at one of the men and orders in the cold voice. "I don't say it twice, let her go at once, or you will be responsible for the consequences…"

"Well, who are you? This girl is my brother's stuff…" One of the men boldly moves on, and he doesn't believe that Davis really dares to shoot.