In a bar in Linhai, Zhang Erya had her hands and feet bound, with her mouth gagged.
Scar Liu was there, smoking.
His underlings looked at Zhang Erya, drooling.
"Bro, what if we play with this woman? She's so delicate-looking, it'd be a pity not to."
"Be patient."
Scar Liu said indifferently, "Don't ruin the big plan. The Zhang Family promised us half a million, but has only paid one hundred thousand. Don't touch this woman until we get the rest of the money. If anyone can't hold back, I'll cut off his 'thing.'
But, Zhang Yu said we need to make this woman spill some information. So, after we're done with that, she probably won't be needed anymore, and then we can have our fun."
"Bro, is what we're doing appropriate? This is Linhai, after all."
Someone voiced concern, "If the Xiao Family finds out, we won't know how we died."