"Damn it! Situ Yan’s forehead veins bulged. Should have killed them all earlier!"
Just then, the sound of a key turning in the lock was heard.
The two exchanged glances; the door was already opened.
Mutaha walked in with two n dressed in blue ethnic clothing, wearing hats.
Seeing that Xia Xiaonuan was awake, a smile played on his lips.
His originally handso face now bore a hideous expression.
"What do you want? Let us out!" Xia Xiaonuan shouted.
Situ Yan spoke fluently in English, "If you have a grudge, take it out on , let her go!"
Mutaha raised an eyebrow and glanced at Situ Yan.
Suddenly, he stepped forward and punched Situ Yan on the side of his face.
Situ Yan’s mouth bled; he glared fiercely at Mutaha.
"Attacking from behind, what kind of a man are you!"
"Hahaha..." Mutaha laughed triumphantly, grabbing Situ Yan’s hair, and said through gritted teeth, "You killed my most prized subordinate! Made soak in water for two hours... I will make you pay dearly!"
Situ Yan sneered, "You brought this upon yourself! I should have killed you all earlier!"
"Now it’s too late to say anything!" Mutaha said, turning to look at Xia Xiaonuan.
He walked towards Xia Xiaonuan, reached out his hand, and lifted her chin.
"Beautiful girl, you resisted that day for this man! Today... I will make you mine right in front of him..." he said, his eyes revealing a lewd smile.
"You dare!" Situ Yan roared with wide eyes, "If you touch her, I’ll make sure you die with no place to be buried!"
Xia Xiaonuan didn’t understand what he was saying, but from his gaze, she understood what he intended to do.
"What do you want?" Xia Xiaonuan asked in panic, her eyes wide open.
Mutaha smiled at Situ Yan, "I want to see what you can do to kill now! I will let you see how the woman you love enjoys herself under ..."
As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and tore open Xia Xiaonuan’s coat.
Xia Xiaonuan felt a chill envelop her, seeing the crude desire erupting in Mutaha’s eyes, she wanted to struggle, but her hands and feet were bound, rendering her immobile.
"Let go of ! Help! Let go!"
"I’ll kill you!" Situ Yan, with bloodshot eyes, scread, lunging forward, but being tied to the chair,
"Thud," he fell to the ground in a pathetic heap.
He struggled and roared madly.
Mutaha looked back at Situ Yan contemptuously, "Shout all you want! I... will make you understand what it ans to live a life worse than death!"
As he said this, he completely tore off Xia Xiaonuan’s coat, lowered his head, and began to kiss her.
The man’s breath was right there, Xia Xiaonuan turned her face away in disgust, "Get away!"
Mutaha kissed her neck; she was only wearing a camisole inside. A simple pull and the strap would slip down, revealing her sexy collarbone and shoulders.
Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes, and Xia Xiaonuan fiercely ramd her head against Mutaha’s chest.
The two n imdiately rushed over to restrain her struggling.
On the ground, Situ Yan’s eyes were bloodshot; seeing Mutaha’s lewd expression, he almost spat out blood.
Mutaha’s fingertip slid down her collarbone bit by bit.
"You are destined to be mine... I’ve never seen such a beautiful Chinese girl before..." he said, gripping her chin, just about to kiss her.
At that mont, Situ Yan suddenly went berserk, lunging forward and headbutting Mutaha’s leg hard.
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