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Just as Ding Manman and An Ya were about to confront each other, she thought of a question. What would she do if she were to face An Ya's predicament?

To love but not to be loved, to be designed by others.

Actually, Ding Manman and An Ya were really very similar, neither of them obtained Fang Hao, and both of them were tricked beyond their expectations.

However, even though Ding Manman was in a dangerous situation, she had never given up her dignity. When many men approached her, she struggled fiercely, trying her best to kick them away with her legs that were tied together.

But the other side really had a lot of people and they also had a lot of strength. Ding Manman knew that if this continued, the other side would not have any more patience.

Because those people had just come out from a bright place into the darkness, their eyes were still a little not used to it. Therefore, An Ya turned on an extremely small light, and the light that was as dim as beans could only illuminate an extremely small area, and allowed Ding Manman to see the tea table beside him.

The coffee table wasn't like the current technology, it would grind the edges of the processing. The coffee table looked very old. Some of the paint on it had been peeling off, but the corners were still right angles.

Ding Manman knew that if she did not directly seek death, then these people absolutely could not give up on him.

If she renounced her bottom line, Ding Manman didn't know what meaning would there be to continue living, he could only slam her head into the corner of the tea table.

Those who weren't afraid of death would obviously not be afraid of pain. Ding Manman's actions were very fast, her goal wasn't to be a threat, but to get the results quickly.

In order to not let herself be mistreated even when she was dead, Ding Manman used a small trick and let out a miserable scream. It was not for crying for help, but to let these people experience the fear of death passing by in the darkness.

Seeing this, An Ya felt goosebumps all over her body, there was even a deep chill that seeped into her bone marrow, she shouted: "Stop her!"

But it was too late, Ding Manman had already bumped into a corner of the tea table, it was as though she was drugged, hypnotized, and lost consciousness.

The men, who were eager to see Ding Manman, only felt a warm and viscous liquid flowing through their faces, and immediately calmed down.

In the dim light, they could see the scarlet liquid on their palms with a touch.

Right now, there was no longer the pressure that erupted from that time, but blood could be seen flowing out. Very quickly, there was a pool of blood on the ground.

They were just a group of hooligans who were involved in the drug trade with Kang Jian. Although they usually boasted about their strength, it was still very rare for them to die in such close proximity to each other.

Furthermore, they were normal men, and being interested in beautiful women did not mean that they were interested in beautiful corpses. Thus, they stood up, walked to An Ya's side and asked: "Miss An, what do you think we should do?"

Originally, An Ya wanted to let Ding Manman's life live and torture her bit by bit to repay the pain in her heart, but she never thought that this woman wouldn't be able to endure a bit of toying with him.

Actually, other than the fact that these men were lazy and disregarding the law, they could still be considered normal men. But An Ya was no longer considered normal.

"Hahaha, Ding Manman, I never thought that you would fall at my hands so quickly. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have let you live for so long."

Seeing that one of the two women was about to die while the other one was about to go crazy, the two men here were a little scared and left one by one.

Instantly, only An Ya and Ding Manman remained in the darkness. Perhaps she had smelled the stench of blood, An Ya suddenly remembered that after death, one's body would become stiff and stinky, at that time, no matter how well the skin was maintained, the woman's face would be covered with ugly scars.

The more she thought about it, the more terrifying An Ya felt. She no longer cared about continuing to struggle against Ding Manman, and only screamed miserably and ran out, afraid that if she was any slower, Ding Manman's soul would catch up to her.

Only until they reached the busy streets did An Ya relax.

At the moment, it was already dark, and the warm light from the street lamp allowed An Ya to relax slightly. She looked around and confirmed that Ding Manman did not have a soul out of her body to grab her.

An Ya originally wanted to take a taxi, but this time, it was weird. All the drivers stepped on the accelerator and left after seeing her, which confused her a lot.

It was only when he looked down at his own body that An Ya realized that Ding Manman's blood had sprayed onto him. It was just that he was too excited and did not notice it at all.

In order to not let too many people notice him, An Ya took off her jacket and wiped off the bloodstains on her body that were all over. She did not care how seductive and exposed she was while walking on the streets in just her underwear.

At the same time, Zhong Shaoting felt that his eyelids were jumping very quickly, and he hadn't received any news related to Ding Manman yet. Zhong Shaoting knew that this silly girl must have gotten into trouble, but how much trouble would it take for her to not call the police or to call him!

In his anxiety, Zhong Shaoting did not expect to drive all the way to An Ya's house.

Earlier, when he received the news that An Ya had been saved, Zhong Shaoting also saw that An Ya's parents were already this old, and begged him to let go of her daughter, and hence, did not continue to retaliate any further.

But now, the more Zhong Shaoting thought about it, the more he was worried about this family. He swore that if Ding Manman's disappearance was related to any person in this world, even if he did not break the law, she would use a method to make that person die a graveless death.

When he entered the An clan, his parents were already trembling in fear when they saw Zhong Shaoting's gloomy face. When they thought about how their daughter had been running outside for the past two days, their trembling became even more intense, to the point that they almost couldn't stand on their feet anymore.

"Young Master Zhong, you're here?" Even if Father and Mother An were the head of the family, they still had to politely pour tea for their guest.

It was just that Zhong Shaoting was not interested in their teas at all, and asked with a cold expression: "Where's An Ya? I have something to ask her. "

An An An's father and mother guessed that their daughter must be in trouble again, and immediately replied with a voice that was close to tears: "An Ya is not at home, but Young Master Zhong, please be at ease. We will inform you immediately when Xiao Ya returns."