Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down

Chapter 29 Messing with a Devil

With a chee-ah, Winona's floral dress was torn apart. Her pink underwear, fair skin, and curvy body

were exposed. The scene was tantalizing.

Sharon was burning with jealousy when she saw those men drooling. Then again, Winona would soon

become an object of public hatred. With a vicious smile, she instructed, "Entertain these men."

Winona frowned slightly. Sharon was indeed a viper. If she did that, everyone in the country would

probably call her a slut and laugh at her. Matt would become a universal laughing stock. If that

happened, he would probably be set aside by military and government authorities. After all, a senior

officer like he was the face of the nation.

While Winona was hesitating, the sound of tearing clothes came over. It was Aileen's clothes being

ripped apart. The punk with dyed yellow hair grinned and tried to kiss her. In fear, the girl cried.

"Winona, save me!"

"Stop it!"

Winona turned around, looked at those punks, and slightly arched her brow. "Who wants to do it first?"

Those punks were overjoyed. They thought that she was a chaste lady. Turned out she was a horny

slut.

A redhead laughed. "Me, of course. Looks like General Snider is unable to satisfy you, but I will, ha-

ha…"

Winona smiled and walked towards him. Wildly excited, the redhead started to take off his pants.

Sharon scoffed inwardly, "Despite her innocent look, Winona is a slut. She acts like she has never seen

a man before. Humph, show us how sluttish you can be, bitch! I'd like to see how you'll face everyone

in Coscana!"

She immediately instructed the cameraman, "The video should be of high quality. Better have a close-

up of her face!"

The cameraman looked at the stunner, itching to get on top of her and capture every part of her body.

Lewdly, he approached Winona and fixed the camera on her. Just then, she turned around and smiled

at him. Her smile was so bright that he was dazzled. All of a sudden, Winona grabbed the camera,

kicked him down to the floor, and in the blink of an eye, smashed the camera into the redhead. The

latter bled and saw stars.

Clasping the redhead, she raised the camera high with her other hand and snapped, "Let my sister go,

or collect the dead body of your boss!"

Just now, she had tactfully figured out which one of them was the leader. The punks did all kinds of evil

things but valued brotherhood. She was betting on this.

Sure enough, those punks panicked, begged for mercy, and let Aileen go.

Sharon sprang angrily from the soft chair and smashed the goblet to the ground. "Worthless! I'm your

paymaster, and you should follow my order. Bang this woman now!"

The punk with yellow hair slapped Sharon so heavily that her wound slit open. The pain caused her to

grimace.

"Shut up, ugly freak. Our boss's life matters more than anything!"

Sharon covered her bleeding face and snarled, "I spent two million dollars to buy your lives. Even if he

dies, you're gonna finish your task!"

"Damn, compared with our boss's life, money is nothing. Fuck off, ugly freak!"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ah!"

The punk with yellow hair kicked her so hard that she rolled about painfully on the ground.

The released girl hid behind Winona in fear. "Winona, I'm scared."

Winona soothed her, "Aileen, fear not. Leave this place as soon as you can."

She couldn't keep her soft spot around.

Aileen shook her head and burst into tears. "I can't leave you behind."

"Listen to me. Do you remember the game of calling we played together?"

Aileen's intelligence was comparable to that of a five-year-old child. Lest something might happen to

her, Winona had taught her how to seek help through games.

Aileen nodded heavily.

"Good, if you want me to be safe, leave."

Aileen obeyed and left rather reluctantly. She recalled what her sister had told her. As long as she

dialed a number, a superhero would descend from the sky and save her sister.

The redhead was held hostage. Covering his bleeding head, he begged for mercy, "Gorgeous, please

let me go."

Winona sneered and poked his wound. The man howled in pain. The other punks were appalled. Had

they messed with a devil? She might look delicate, but she was tougher than men.

While holding the camera, she pointed to the punk with yellow hair. "Take off their belts and tie up their

hands!"

The punk had to comply. As soon as the belts were pulled out, their pants fell off, revealing their

underwear with various cartoon patterns. The corner of Winona's mouth twitched. She gloated and

demanded again, "Tie that woman up with your belt!"

The punk with yellow hair covered his waist and muttered with embarrassment, "Gorgeous, I'm not

wearing one."

"Take off your pants and tie her up!"

Once again, the punk had to comply. Winona then threatened the redhead to tie the punk with yellow

hair up. His hands gripping her pants, the redhead was led by Twana to the door.

With a bang, the door of the warehouse was booted open, and several men in camouflage uniforms

came into view swiftly. The leading person was none other than Matt. He came in with the sunlight

behind him. His features were sculpted, but his eyes were gleaming with a murderous glare.

He walked up, folded Winona in his arms, and kicked the bloody redhead off the ground.

He held Winona tightly as if he retrieved what he had lost. He was both nervous and delighted. The

moment he got the message, he was on the verge of going ballistic. That was when he realized that his

obsession with her had been engraved on his heart. He couldn't imagine a life without her.

As she listened to his strong heartbeat, her anxious mind was finally at ease. The moment she saw

him, she felt like crying. Her desire for him to show up turned out to be so intense. Without her

knowledge, the independent woman became dependent on him.

"Matt, you're choking me…"

Suddenly, he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her passionately, roughly, and then gently.

Those men exchanged looks tacitly. Time for action.

Herman shouted, "Brothers, let's go!"

Kevin shouted, "How dare you get your hands on Matt's woman! You're so dead!"

Samuel shouted, "I've been confined to bed for so long. Finally, a chance to stretch myself."

Felix said, "Go get 'em. I'll shoot the video."

They stormed over and beat those punks up till they cried miserably and begged for mercy incessantly.

Matt let go of Winona, lowered his head, and saw that she was only wearing underwear. His face black, Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

he took off his uniform to wrap her up, turned to the ringleader, and pointed the gun at her.

Sharon shouted in fear, "Matt, don't kill me!"