C475 Have you seen enough

"You want to run? Don't you know where we are?" Upon seeing that she was still able to stand up, they were slightly surprised and rushed forward to capture her.

Just as she was about to reach the door, one of the men jumped up and kicked her.

"Ah, no …" She was kicked forward from behind by an inertial force, her eyes wide as she slammed into the front door.

BOOM! With a loud sound, An Xin completely lost all feeling.

"No, don't touch me. "Don't..." His voice was filled with fear, and An Xin snapped out of it. When he opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness.

Where is this? Why is it so dark? He reached behind him to the wall and felt around. The thick layer was like cloth, cloth, so she was still in that room?

"Ah!" A cold shiver ran down her spine. Just as she stood up to escape, she fell back. It was so heavy that she almost fainted on the spot. She felt dizzy.

She lay on the ground to stabilize her mind. The pain that came from her four limbs was currently scorching her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Is there anyone here? Come here." Her whole body was so weak that she couldn't even stand up after a few tries. All she could do was try to call out to her surroundings.

There was a terrible silence, and tears were in his eyes as he tried to find an exit. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a hole suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Immediately after, her hand that was crawling forward was caught by something.

"Pain." With great difficulty, she spat out a single word. Her small face scrunched up as she lifted her head to look. Following her gaze, the previously pitch-black room immediately lit up.

"Mr. Gong, he is here." Chen Yuanlin, who was following behind Gong Sheng, was trying to curry favor with him as he pointed inside. However, once his gaze swept across the room and landed on the body of the man in disarray, he immediately froze.

"Palace Saint." When her gaze met with the man's ice-cold gaze, she seemed to heave a sigh of relief. "Save me."

Looking at the wounded woman, especially at her tattered skirt, the originally clean white dress had now turned gray, with countless lacerations on it, and the big one had even reached her waist.

When Chen Yuanbin and the others saw this feeling of security, their eyes bulged out.

Chen Yuanping was too clear about this girl. He almost got it a few times, but after finding out that it was from a saint, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Today was the day that he found out about what happened. When he heard that An Zaiwei had a girl captured, he came over to see who it was. When he saw who it was, he was shocked.

Tell someone to take those hoodlums away and lock this room, and prevent anyone from coming close.

Then, before he could pull out the palace sage's phone, he had already rushed to his own red bar.

"Have you seen enough? Scram." He took off his suit jacket, put it on An Xin's body, and carried her out.

His voice, however, shook the entire room with its fury and returned to the room.

An Xin hid in his embrace, her body trembling in fear.

The surrounding people immediately turned around and made way, not daring to look anymore.

The man's face was expressionless, cold and frightening. An Xin carefully raised her head to look and was shocked by his expression.

Carefully, he reached his hands out to the man and wrapped his arms around the man's waist. He held his head close to the man's chest, enduring the pain all over his body.

Sensing the little girl's movements in his arms, Gong Sheng's ice-cold eyes lowered as he looked at her. He saw that outside of her torn sleeves, her arms were completely green and purple.