Drama and Acting III

The young girl's frightened look was reflected in White's retina. The more it was like this, the happier his mood became.

He had already thought of dozens of ways to train young girls. There had never been a woman who could make him feel so excited. White had long been impatient!

His voice was gentle, like a gentleman. "Miss, are you tired now?"

The young girl in front of him did not speak. She only bit her lower lip with her white porcelain teeth. White could feel the softness and elasticity.

The man raised his voice slightly, "Miss, are you tired now?" White's eyes seemed to have the power to capture one's soul.

The girl hurriedly nodded and did not make a sound. Her large wine-red eyes were suffused with mist, making people want to love her carefully.

The corners of his mouth revealed an evil smile. White had already lost himself because of the girl's charm. He was worthy of being one of the professional interrogators of the gang. He always had a natural aura on him.

Thinking of this, he could not help but grin his white teeth, scaring the girl on the mat.

White frowned and thought that he had figured out the girl's temper. He scolded, "Come here! Don't you want to live anymore"

The girl was stunned on the spot. Her body, wrapped in a black dress, trembled slightly. Her body slowly curled up like a frightened little animal.

"I will repeat it. Come here!"

White's fierce voice sounded. Thompson saw that the girl in front of him trembled, and half of her beautiful face was timidly raised. She did not dare to disobey White at all.

Thompson frowned. He had observed people for so many years, and even the acting skills of those agents could not escape his eyes. But now, the behaviour of the girl was so actual.

Just like those girls who were kidnapped, no, even more delicate.

"Did I make a mistake? Or did I take too many drugs?"

Thompson rubbed his brows with his thick, stiff fingers. He felt that things had gone out of his control, which made him very uncomfortable.

He recalled carefully that he would usually restrain himself from taking drugs when transporting goods. But this time, he seemed to have taken drugs in a bar in the Mexican border town.

Then, he met the girl and kidnapped her. There was also some "invisible film".

Remembering that he was still holding the girl's hair and sniffing it, Thompson's face instantly darkened. He roared in his heart and cursed the bar!

If it were any other time, White's members would have long noticed that Thompson was abnormal, but now, their eyes were all attracted by their boss' "training" girl. How could they have so much energy?

With a gloomy face, Thompson looked at the timid girl on the mat not far away, and his heart was bleeding.

The other party was ordinary, but that bastard White took him away with just a million dollars!

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and when he saw White "train" the girl, he could not help but be upset.

Stepping on his boots, he turned to the side, lit a cigarette from his bag, and took a deep drag as if venting his depression.

...

White also had a gloomy face at this time, but he was pretending, and his purpose was to scare the girl opposite him.

He half squatted on the ground, and the thin needle in his hand reflected the dim moonlight, making very look horrifying, giving White a hostile atmosphere.

"Come here!"

The girl trembled, her face pale. She slowly moved to White's side, not daring to disobey his orders.

White smiled as if he was pleased with the girl's reaction.

He thought it was fascinating, so he was not in a hurry to inject anaesthetic into the other party. Instead, he began to talk.

"What is your name?"

"..."

"Huh?" White's expression turned fierce!

"My... my name is Kurumi Tokisaki." The girl tightened her arms around herself.

"Kurumi Tokisaki?" "Japanese?" White muttered in his mouth.

Kurumi bit her lips and did not speak. She lowered her head, her lengthy hair covering her expression.

"Raise your head!"

The girl's body trembled, and she slowly raised her head. The mist in her red eyes seemed to have solidified and could turn into particles at any time.

Looking at the girl's appearance, White's heart softened. Just as he wanted to reach out and touch her, Kurumi dodged him.

The right hand, with thick and stiff joints and thick hair, stood stiffly in the air. The owner was a little embarrassed.

Staring at Kurumi with wide eyes, the girl's head that had just been raised immediately dropped, and a voice like a mosquito sounded, "Hug. Sorry, I... I didn't mean to."

White, who was just about to get angry, laughed again. This feeling made him very happy. He had to thank his parents for raising the girl so politely. Even when he was dealing with thugs, he was still like this.

Perhaps this had already melted into his bones. White naturally did not care about this. He had long wanted a real noble girl. Only in this way would the training process be exciting.

High status, good looks, good figure, good personality. No matter which one, it could attract a large number of men. When all these were concentrated on one person.

Even White, who had always had good self-control, couldn't help but bulge his pants.

"Tsk." Thompson's voice was heard. White, who stood up, naturally heard it.

He was in a perfect mood.

"White, I still have an urgent matter here. If you are like this, we have no reason to cooperate."

"Haha, Thompson. Don't worry. The money won't be any less than yours. Let me inject the 'little Princess' with the medicine first. After all, her body won't last long."

The sturdy man did not speak. He just threw the cigarette on the ground, crossed his arms, and stared at the girl.

"Alright." "My little Princess, it's time for you to inject the medicine," White said with a straight face and pressed his right thumb against the end of the needle.

In his line of sight, the girl's body curled up with her legs crossed was trembling, as if she was experiencing great fear. When she raised her head, her face had already turned unhealthy pale.

"No. No. I beg you, and please let me go."

The girl pleaded, her voice bone-piercing, and even the hearts of the several guards could not help but soften.

White was unmoved. The needle flickered with a faint light. He took a deep breath and was very satisfied with the girl's expression.

The girl kept retreating, but how could she, who was delicate, stop White, who was in his prime?

Being forced to the corner, the girl looked terrified. Thompson could see that the beautiful wine-red eyes had tightened.

White approached step by step. He was admiring the girl's fear.

The girl squatted on the ground, her back against the wall, and buried her little head in her knees.

White finally stood in front of her. The girl raised her head, tears hanging from it. "I beg you, and I don't have money."

"Huh?" White shook his head. "If you don't have money, you can use something else instead."

As he spoke, he was about to stab the girl in the neck when a heavy and mighty hand landed on her shoulder.

"That's enough."