Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1198: Behave Yourself!

It was Dotty missing her mommy, so she called.

Dianna Hollis chatted with Dotty on the phone for a while, then hung up.

Putting the phone in her pocket, Dianna turned around, but quickly froze as she saw Vivi being grabbed by several tattooed men ahead.

Dianna’s eyes turned cold, her right hand swiftly reached for her waist, trying to grasp her gun.

But damn, she’d taken leave this time and didn’t bring her gun!

Dianna coldly stared at them, "Who are you people?"

"Our boss is Scorpion, you FIU have been too meddlesome lately, boss asked us to teach you a lesson!"

"Dianna, don’t worry about me, run!" Vivi shouted at this moment.

One of the tattooed men immediately pressed a gun to Vivi’s head, "Shut up, sweetheart, or I’ll blow your brains out!"

"Shane, don’t kill her yet. This little beauty has such tender skin, why not let the brothers have some fun first."

The henchmen lewdly touched Vivi’s face and lifted her skirt.

Ah!

Vivi screamed with a pale face.

"Stop it!" Dianna commanded, "Let her go, I’ll play with you guys instead!"

The tattooed men’s gaze fell on Dianna’s palm-sized, stunning face, and continued down her slender curvy figure, "Damn, I’ve played with many women, but haven’t tried such a beauty yet!"

The henchmen also abandoned Vivi, greedily looking at Dianna.

"Fine, come over!" The tattooed man nodded in agreement.

"Dianna, no!" Vivi shouted.

Smack, a henchman raised his hand and slapped Vivi.

Dianna’s bright eyes overflowed with icy light, she approached and grabbed the henchman’s wrist, forcefully twisting it, "Dare to hit a woman again, and I’ll destroy you!"

Crunch, the henchman’s wrist broke, emitting a scream.

At this time, a black gun muzzle pressed against her lower back, the tattooed man laughed, "Quite fiery, suits my taste, but don’t move, otherwise we’ll kill first... then rape, hahaha."

Scorpion’s henchmen are ruthless, a bunch of desperados.

Dianna turned around, raised her small hands.

The tattooed man ordered, "First, strip off the clothes, give the brothers some joy!"

Dianna coldly hooked her red lips, then raised her small hand, unbuttoning her shirt.

Buttons came undone one by one, revealing her tender lamb-skin-like flesh.

"Wow." The henchmen stared stupidly, nearly drooling.

Dianna removed the outer shirt, underneath was a teenage-style white lace bandeau, like a blooming rose.

The tattooed man’s eyes fired up, he circled Dianna twice, sniffing her aroma lewdly; he pulled her over, pinned her against the wall, and began unbuckling his belt, "I’m gonna kill you today!"

The tattooed man’s dirty hand reached her pants, ready to strip.

Just then Dianna’s eyes flashed, a hand snaked like a water snake to his waist, snatching the gun.

Bang, she fired at the tattooed man.

The tattooed man, Scorpion’s trusted aide, agile and alert, pulled a henchman to block him in a split second, and the henchman’s head was pierced and dead immediately.

The tattooed man was astonished, he looked up at Dianna, her small cold face like frost, gun still smoking.

Dammit, this woman’s ruthless!

He underestimated her!

Another gun appeared in his hand, he directly took Vivi hostage.

Vivi’s face reddened from the slap, bloody tears streaming; she shook her head at Dianna, "Dianna, you should go, leave me."

Dianna glanced at Vivi, "I won’t leave you behind."

Vivi wept bitterly, feeling she dragged Dianna down.

The tattooed man glared darkly at Dianna, twisted expression, "Little bitch, never thought you were so skilled, but you can’t escape, you have one gun, we have five, your shooting won’t match us!"

Now five guns aimed at Dianna, with Vivi held by the tattooed man, Dianna was at a complete disadvantage.

Dianna’s shirt was off, just a white bandeau remaining, revealing her delicate shoulder blades, black long hair loose down, strands tangled on her stunning face, she slowly hooked her red lips, sneering coldly, "Who’s fast, try and see!"

She stepped forward, directly pulled the trigger.

Bang, a gunshot echoed again.

The tattooed man’s face changed, he didn’t expect Dianna’s fearlessness!

A henchman shot, fell down.

The tattooed man raised his gun, aimed at Dianna, fired straight.

In Dianna’s black pupil, she clearly saw the bullet flying toward her; she didn’t dodge, instead aimed her gun at his head, leaving him certain death.

She had secretly triggered her invisible alarm, Evelyn and others were already on their way.

Evelyn and several FIU elite just turned a corner, seeing the bullet aimed at Dianna, Evelyn shouted, "Dianna, get down!"

Dianna didn’t duck, she fired directly.

But the next second, a tall strong shadow dashed over, knocking Dianna down.

The tattooed man’s bullet grazed past Dianna.

Dianna was knocked to the ground, as she fell, a powerful arm cushioned down, cradling her head within an elbow fold, her vision went dark, a man’s tall body pressed down, sheltering her delicate frame in his embrace.

The bullet pierced the glass window, exploding it.

When sight turns dark, other senses become incredibly sensitive; Dianna’s eyelashes fluttered, she quickly smelled the rich masculine scent—it’s... Mort Thorne!

Mort Thorne came!

"Where’d this guy come from, dare to ruin my plans, kill him!" the tattooed man ordered sinisterly.

The henchmen rapidly pointed guns at Mort Thorne, intending to turn him into a beehive.

Dianna’s nerves tightened, she immediately tried to rise.

But the man’s strong arm pressed down, keeping her protected in his embrace, his deep displeased voice sounded in her ear, "Stay put!"

Five words, simple yet domineering.

Dianna’s heart sweetened, her lips curled into a quick arc.

No matter how perilous the situation, with him around, it seems everything’s fine.

His solid shoulders, rough big hand, every part bore the power of time, giving her a sense of safety.

Mort Thorne stretched his hand, snatching the gun from Dianna, then slightly lifted his gaze, black muzzle facing the henchmen.