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The group of delinquents surrounded me in a daze, obviously scared silly. They had probably never seen such a ferocious woman before, but they just stood to the side foolishly watching.

Then my eyes were blindfolded and my hands were tied, I couldn't get rid of them, and someone was tugging at my clothes and pulling my hair, pushing and shoving me into the house, and as I went in, the smell of smoke grew stronger and stronger, and I kept coughing, and there was wild laughter all around me, and people were pointing, and I was standing there, stiff and unyielding, but soon I was kicked down and falling on the soft cushions like a bed.

He began to comment on me, getting more and more obscene as he spoke, much more disgusting than the whispers he had just made.

The back of my hand is tied, and it's getting more and more noisy around me. I'm feeling the pain all over my body, and the calmness I'm trying to maintain has been washed away bit by bit. Before my rationality has completely disappeared, I reach out and touch the position of the rope …

I knew it might be hard to pull through, but even if it was, I would still try to pull through. I didn't care about my name, but I still had ninety-nine, and I hadn't seen her safely walk off the operating table.

I might die, but not today.

I was calm, and I said to myself a hundred times to be calm.

In my mind, Mu Huainan's figure silently popped out.

If he was here, even if he was angry at me and vicious, he still wouldn't be willing to take me to a meal like that.

The voice of the Master Zhao came to his ears again.

"Little pony, pull off your clothes and make sure the camera is ready. Tie it up and take a picture."

I quietly took a deep breath and carefully rotated the wrist inside the rope, quietly removing the wrist from the rope. At this point, I was already impressed by my own calmness, even though I grew up with Mu Huainan, but from childhood, I only followed him into and out of financial places. When he was raising me, he did not expose his identity as Ninth Master.

Later on, I understood that the reason why he placed his emphasis on the company was to help me revive the Lu. It was to prevent me from getting infected by the internal affairs of the company.

Mu Huainan did not let me have any contact with these, because he felt that it was unnecessary. With him here, there is absolutely no way I would have the chance to fall to such a state.

I've learned a little of a woman's self-defense.

Not long after that, my hands were freed from the rope and the Master Zhao had already started taking off my shirt. I was covered by a black cloth and felt my clothes being ripped apart, I moved my ears, trying to hear where the Master Zhao was around me. I quickly pulled off the black cloth that was covering my head and tied it around his neck.

Obviously, everyone was unprepared for me, after all, no one would have thought that my hands would be trapped, my eyes would be blinded, and would still be able to do such a thing. Thus, that cunning looking Master Zhao was truly under my control.

He was very fat, and after struggling a few times in front of me, I put all my strength into that piece of cloth.

Veins stood out on his forehead, and his face was deathly pale. He was so angry that he couldn't move his hand, and could only curse loudly.

"Are all of you f * * king shit-eaters? What are you waiting for? A fucking woman can't do it?! "

Master Zhao was right, I am after all, just a woman, and this whole house of burly men looked like they wanted to eat me up.

I kept struggling, my eyes were red, my wrists and ankles were broken, and I refused to give up. I was determined to fight to the death with these people.

After the Master Zhao was released, he panted on the side. When I recovered, I came back with my hands clasped under my chin, and I could only let him grip my chin, pressing harder and harder, as if he were trying to crush my jaw.

His eyes were like ice balls, shooting out a cold light, bringing with it a dangerous killing intent, he said to the people beside him: "Damn it, if I don't show you a little bit of color, you really don't know what it means to die. Give me a knife and I won't let you see any blood, you won't even know how scared you are!"

I heard someone laughing, then I saw the bright white light reflected on the blade of the sword. I took a deep breath, and felt a pain in my stomach, not a knife, but the Master Zhao who kicked me.

I flew far away, fell on the wall, and then looked at the cold ground as it slid down, just like how countless martial arts movies about the protagonist getting beaten up miserably in the early stages. Blood kept coming out of my mouth, and I saw Master Zhao walking towards me.

I can't bear to part with ninety nine, and I can't bear to part with Jing Yu.

I thought I was numb with pain, but when the knife sliced through the flesh of my thigh, I screamed.

Then, his mouth and legs went numb. He could only faintly feel a warm liquid flowing out from his thigh. It was blood, endless blood.

That pain reminded me of the time when I was born, when the pain was so great that it was unbearable.

I screamed a few times. After exhausting all of my strength, I gradually collapsed to the ground, losing all of my ability to resist.

The surroundings were filled with flashing lights and the sound of 'ka ka ka' could be heard. Those animals, they stripped me of my clothes and made me bleed to show them all, and finally they took pictures of me to prevent me from going out alive and shaking the whole thing out, and the pictures were proof of their threat to me.

How despicable...

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from outside the house. It was the sound of the door being broken in. There were sounds of gunshots, fights and endless moans.

I could feel the blood gushing out of my body like a faulty faucet. My consciousness, my strength, the weight of my body, all seemed to be draining away, bit by bit, along with the constant gushing of the blood.

I opened my eyes with what little strength I had left.

Master Zhao's eyes were originally filled with excitement from the gunshot, but his face instantly turned cold. He threw his camera to the side and prepared to leave the room.

But he didn't even have the chance to open the door.

The door was opened by someone outside, who walked in with big steps and pointed his gun at Master Zhao's head.

It was a woman, and all I could see of her was her low-heeled black heels, so I decided she was a woman.

"Nobody moves!" she shouted. With his imposing manner, the scene instantly quieted down.

It's Liang Yin, the most valued woman under Mu Huainan's command right now.

There was a reason why she was highly regarded. There were a dozen men in this room, the same woman as her. Within a few minutes, the room was filled with men lying on the floor.

Liang Yin grabbed Master Zhao's head and smashed into the wall, blood flowing everywhere, but Master Zhao kept his last bit of consciousness and asked in disbelief.

"Who are you all … "How dare you …"

Then, more and more people swarmed in. Liang Yin saw that the last man who entered the door grabbed Master Zhao's head and directly threw him down the second floor's gangplank.

He was still expressionless.

"Mr. Mou."

I was in the corner, surrounded by a group of men's bodies, stinking, and I didn't have the strength to scream or move. I could only open my eyes with difficulty and look through the cracks, not too close.

I saw Mu Huainan look around, the expression on his face became colder and colder, and the door was filled with an endless stream of people barging in, holding their swords, before the blades could land on them, they had already fallen down.

More and more people fell down in the house.

In the end, Mu Huainan's gaze fell in the direction I fell.

He followed the wriggling trail of blood toward me, pausing when he looked over, as if stunned by the shock.

He saw me.

Mu Huainan's face was pale white, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably from fear. He was very close to me, as long as he pushed the man on my body away, I would be able to see me.

It was the first time I saw him tremble, saw the fear written endlessly in his eyes.

I didn't see what he was afraid of, but at the moment, he was terrified.

The experience that Mu Huainan gained from feeling around on the blade tip for all these years allowed him to calm down. Liang Yin rushed over and dragged away the man on my body, then her beautiful eyes saw that I was naked and fainted there, and they were all stunned for a long time.

Liang Yin never thought that they would actually think so highly of the Ninth Master.

Mu Huainan bent his body and hugged me tightly as he took off his jacket and kicked the camera beside him away. The camera smashed into the wall and shattered into pieces.

Mu Huainan's embrace was especially warm. When he lifted me up, the bright red blood on my leg remained on his arm that was below my knee.

He felt his body stiffen, but he began to cough heavily.

Unable to suppress his body, it shook twice before he leaned against the wall at the side. Liang Yin came over and lightly patted his back and covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

After a long while, Liang Yin took off the handkerchief and looked at it with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Blood …" She looked at Mu Huainan in shock, "Ninth Elder, you …"

Mu Huainan only shook his head, he hugged me even tighter, and said with a trembling voice: "Quick, call Fu Chen over."

If I were to go over there, my blood would probably dry out. When Mu Huainan rushed over, he brought Fu Chen along, it was originally because Liang Yin was afraid of Ninth Elder getting sick that she called him over. But now, he did not expect that those beasts actually dared to attack me, and it just so happened to be useful.

Mu Huainan grabbed me with one hand and gently stroked my face with the other.

"Don't be afraid."

His voice was already hoarse to the extreme.

I wanted to look over my shoulder at him, but the pain was too great for me to open my eyes.