Chapter 407

He coughed violently and vomited blood.

Thick blood and tears slid down his cheeks.

The heart twitched so badly that she wanted to shout and call someone to save her.

But who can hear it?

Who will come again?

Tonight, it's really going to be planted in Zhao Qiang's hands.

"Shit!" I made a lot of phone calls in a row, and each time there was only a long beep.

Zhao Qiang was so angry that he directly smashed Yuxuan's mobile phone to the ground.

The face full of flesh was terrible, and the temples were swollen with blue veins.

Zhao Qiang squatted down angrily and clamped Yuxuan's chin with his dirty hands. "Since you have no use value, let me have a good night!"

Like thunder, it exploded in Yuxuan's mind, and there was a buzzing in his ears.

Zhao Qiang's eyes turned shamelessly on Yuxuan.

Reached out and tore her shirt collar.

White skin, sexy clavicle, and then down are imaginative ups and downs.

Yuxuan screamed, and his nerves suddenly stretched!

"Zhao Qiang, if you dare to touch me, I will definitely make you die!"

She hit the man's shiny bald head with her forehead.

The previously solidified blood gushed out again.

Down the pale cheeks.

It's terrible.

The sight became blurred, and Zhao Qiang clearly heard a painful "hiss -" sound.

He stumbled when he was hit.

He touched his head without bleeding, but his treacherous eyes were full of murderous spirit, "smelly woman, dare to provoke me!"

Sneer, from the bloodless corners of his mouth began to spread, "you'd better kill me now, otherwise I will definitely let you die miserably!"

Yuxuan stood up from the ground and leaned against the cold wall behind him.

Blood stained eyes, as always, stared at him.

"Smelly watch, I want to die so much. Today I'll find some people to have fun with you!"

Zhao Qiang opened his eyes, took out a mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the phone.

Yuxuan listened to his insidious and cruel words, and his mind was buzzing.

Warm blood flowed down his forehead. Yuxuan tried to look at Zhao Qiang's ferocious and distorted face, "you must die!"

Zhao Qiang fiercely dumped the phone, grabbed Yuxuan's hair and gnashed his teeth. "He's so hard spoken. If I don't kill you today, my TMD won't be Zhao!"

Yuxuan's delicate body was thrown to the ground by him again.

Time passed minute by minute.

In the damp darkness, the sound of dripping water sounded slowly in my ears.

She felt so cold that her bones were freezing.

I don't know how long it took, maybe more than ten minutes, maybe more than twenty minutes.

Three or four figures came towards her.

"Oh, such a great beauty, have you been tossed like this?"

"The smelly woman is not afraid of death. She is very stubborn. She just moved her and hit me with her head. She is still dizzy now."

"How did you taste just now?"

Zhao Qiang touched his chin and smiled, "yes, it's very tender. Whichever of you goes first, just play. "

"Play dead, you bear?"

"If something happens, it's mine!"

The three men laughed obscene.

When she walked into Yuxuan with her trouser bag unfastened, she raised her head with difficulty.

His body leaned against the wall and squinted at them.

But at this point, she finally accepted her fate.

No matter how pious she prayed, no one came to save her.

When her wrist was gripped and her legs were pressed by people tearing her clothes and trousers, she wanted to resist, but she didn't have any strength.

There are many people in my mind.

And dissipated one by one.

The last person left.

Why not?

Close your eyes, clearly desperate, but still shed tears.