Asking a Tiger for its skin (6)

The bandits looked at each other.

In the next second, the leader of the group lifted his leg and kicked song Zhiyun, sending him flying at least half a meter away!

After a muffled thump, song Zhiyun fell to the ground.

She clutched her stomach like a tattered rag, the pain so intense that she only had the strength to suck in a breath of cold air!

However, the man didn't seem to have had enough. He strode over to song Zhiyun, who had been sent flying, and grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up at him.

"Are you threatening us?"

The man spat on song Zhiyun's face.

It was extremely stinky.

Song Zhiyun had never been treated like this before. At this moment, she finally realized that these people in front of her were bandits who killed without blinking an eye. The intense fear made her shiver like a sieve.

"Don't touch me ... Don't touch me!"

Song Zhiyun no longer had the arrogant look he had just now. His eyes were filled with panic.