Chapter 527

Zicheng has been shouting "help", but no matter how she cries, it seems that no one hears her. She struggles in despair and makes the last effort.

One of the men suddenly pressed her in the grass, pinched her chin, patted her wet face, and laughed obscenely at several people behind her: "this girl is really a symbol. Is it a pity for us? Just a few years old, 17 years old, right? "

The tears in Zi orange's eyes kept falling down. They were forced to take them away just now. They were hoarse all the way, and now they were painful.

When Fu Yanxing's fist had not yet fallen, he was suddenly hit by a heavy object on the back of his head. Then he heard the sound of the stick falling to the ground. He also turned to look at the man who hit him with the stick. He stood up and was about to rush past, but the next second he could no longer stand firm and fell to the ground.

Pressed on the ground, the man was unable to fight back and vomited blood.

Because of his height advantage, he clasped his opponent's arm, turned it over, pressed him back on the ground, cracked his fingers, and punched him in the face. His anger seemed to kill him.

Fu Yanxing clenched his fist and hit those people in the face. He used all his strength to call the sleeping girl lying on the ground. He turned around and hit a man on the ground with a wave of his fist. Someone behind him strangled him with his arm and used 100% of his strength.

"Yuanzi orange!"

Several men turned around at the same time, vaguely, she saw a fight, and he had been looking at himself in the eyes, hot and indignant.

Zi Cheng, who was in a daze, was lying in the grass. Before she was completely desperate, she seemed to see a figure appear in front of her eyes. She grasped a handful of soil tightly and moved her lips: "fu Inkstone, inkstone line. "

The man who spoke touched a little blood and rubbed it on his fingertips. Maybe the blood stimulated several people. Their eyes became more unscrupulous and began to take off Zi orange's clothes.

"I've been fighting all the time. I'm trying to make her feel better! I can't die, a little blood... "

Looking at the fainters, one of the men frowned and whispered, "is she dead?"

In front of a dark, closed his eyes.

Head was suddenly hit by something, a touch of warm liquid from the top of the head ran across the cheek, she smelled the smell of blood.

She stared at them with wide eyes and began to undress. She struggled fiercely and felt sick.

"No!"

Before Zicheng could react, a big rough hand began to move back and forth between her neck. She yelled, kicked him with her feet and pushed him with her hands. But they were all held down. It felt like a fish on the cutting board.

"If that girl dares to take advantage of us and doesn't give her money, I won't rape her."

"Are you stupid? If you have money, don't do it!"

A few men whispered, "but are we really OK?"

"Oh, is it possible that she begged us to let her go?" Several men laughed at the same time. The laughter was like a nightmare.

"Please let me go..."

The rain began to get bigger. The big raindrops hit Zicheng's face. When she woke up, she saw Fu Yanxing fall to the ground. The three men clenched their fists and walked towards him. Zicheng got up and stared at the stick not far away.

Several men have not yet found the movement of the son orange, will lie on the ground of Fu Yanxing turned over, one of them was scared to stare.

"He! Isn't he from the Fu family? "