"Zhang Yong, Hu Qiang, strip her clothes off for me!" Bai Zhen commanded the two men.
Upon hearing Bai Zhen's words, Jin Mo became immediately agitated, whimpering in pain, her body violently resisting, tearing at the ropes.
"This...isn't right, we just want the money, we don't do such morally depraved things," Hu Qiang quickly shook his head, his voice sounding quite young.
"You guys sure have principles, already kidnappers and still afraid of this?" Bai Zhen raised an eyebrow, thinking they were scared.
"What's there to be afraid of?" Zhang Yong snorted coldly, walked over to Jin Mo, reached out, and peeled open her coat, then moved to tear open her neckline.
"Brother Zhang, we just want the money, let's not get involved with other stuff," Hu Qiang quickly intervened.
Jin Mo struggled with all her might, her wrists had been rubbed raw by the ropes, yet she hadn't stopped, continuously whimpering: "Woo woo woo..."