In the abandoned factory, Bai Xiaolin's face had lost all color, her stunning features marred by terror.
She struggled to get away from Luo Feng, but sadly she was fixed to a chair and couldn't move at all.
When Luo Feng approached Bai Xiaolin, his minions also gathered around.
Luo Feng frowned, "What are you doing?"
One of them chuckled, "Boss Feng, the brothers haven't had meat for a long time, let us sip some soup with you."
After he spoke, the others also looked at Bai Xiaolin, chuckling with ill intentions.
Their gazes rudely swept over Bai Xiaolin's towering bust and long, black-stockinged legs.
These invasive stares filled Bai Xiaolin with such despair that she even thought of dying.
She might never have eaten pork, but she had seen pigs run.
How could she not know what these men intended to do to her?
It wasn't just that these men wanted to do something to her; they wanted to gang-rape her.