"Yo, you giving us the cold shoulder, huh?"
"Come on, bro's gonna give you a check, see if they're padded or if they're really that big!"
A few spirited young men cornered Miao Xian'er against the wall and were about to grope her.
"Get lost!"
Miao Xian'er swiped with her little hands, as if she were shooing annoying flies.
"Tss tss...."
However, these spirited young men really were audacious, going so far as to press an electric gun against Miao Xian'er's waist.
"Ah...."
With blue sparks leaping, Miao Xian'er's eyes rolled back, and she slumped down, her body going limp.
"Let's go!"
The young men supported Miao Xian'er and headed for the stairs, planning to take her to the ghostfire motorcycle parked by the roadside and bring her back to their rented place to have their way.
At this moment.
After using the restroom, Qin Yu returned to find his seat empty, so he turned his head, searching around.