"Oh, I want to see how he won't let me go! Take it off!"

The two people behind the man exchanged glances, and their eyes swirled on Zimo's chest, which was full due to struggle, and he did not hide his desire.

The man didn't care about the woman's swearing at all, just turned around and sat back on the sofa, rubbed his fingers, and someone next to him immediately respectfully handed him a cigarette and carefully lit it.

The short man named Huzi took the order and replied excitedly: "Gotcha! Brother Xing, you and your brothers can enjoy it, Huzi, I will personally come to benefit you!" As he spoke, he began to roll up his sleeves and walk that way.

"Get out of here, you get out of the way for me, don't touch me!" Zimo shrank back frantically, but she was already clinging to the wall, and there was no way back at the moment.

Huzi squatted down and laughed: "Don't waste your efforts, just let me take it off obediently, otherwise, I won't be as distressed as the second master if I hurt you."

As he spoke, his hand was about to untie the woman's clothes.

As soon as Huzi touched her delicate skin, he shook his head, and before he could feel it, he was kicked by the woman in the lower body, "Ah!" He covered his body in pain, looked up at the woman and roared through gritted teeth: "She is good, she actually dares to kick Lao Tzu, doesn't he want to live?"

Seeing him like this, the two people behind him not only did not come forward to help, but joked with him with a hippie smile: "Huzi, can you do it?" Being abused like this by a woman, do you want the two brothers to help you?

When the tiger heard this, he scolded vaguely, "Get out."

The two people behind him laughed even more, and the brother in the middle just gently pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a little mockery, and then slowly highlighted a puff of smoke rings...

When the pain under his body was better, Huzi got up and took off his coat, and walked towards Zimo again with a fierce look, cursing incessantly, "Ma, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, I can't even take your little girl's skin, how can my tiger brother mix in front of my brothers!"

Huge fear invaded Zimo's heart, she gritted her teeth and gurgled as she struggled with her hands and feet to break free from the shackles that imprisoned her.

But everything was in vain, the rope was tied very tightly, and there was no slack at all, but Zimo's hands and feet were wiped bloody.

"Little slut, do you think you can escape? Come over to Lao Tzu!" Huzi squatted down, dragged Zimo's feet hard, pulled her over without pity, and was about to turn her over and unzip behind her, but Zimo got up suddenly, hit the man's forehead headlong, and hit the man hard.

"Hahahaha.. The laughter behind him was louder.

Even the man who swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog couldn't help but flick the cigarette ash at this moment, and sneered: "Huzi, it's time to exercise."

"Hahaha..."Hearing this, there was another burst of laughter.

Zimo's collision almost used her full strength, and at this moment, she was also dizzy, and her eyes were full of stars. She relied on the only remaining consciousness to retreat, until she retreated to the corner of the wall, leaning against the cold wall, and Zimo's consciousness returned a little.

But her spirit was still a little trance, and she saw that the tiger who was hit by her was covering her bloody forehead, and was walking towards her with angry eyes.

Zimo knew that she couldn't escape this time, the man was already furious at the moment from the two attacks just now, and he was afraid that he would treat her more rudely, and she, after those two attacks and the struggle, had exhausted all her strength.

She couldn't help but lean against the corner, lifting her chin, looking at the man approaching weakly, tears finally couldn't help but fall, and she couldn't help shouting in her heart: Lingcheng, where are you, why haven't you come yet, I can't hold it anymore...

Huzi approached angrily, only to see the woman stunned with a loveless face, and her body relaxed not as tight as just now, he kicked her thigh and cursed in a low voice: "Horse, dead slut, dare to play Lao Tzu twice, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you half dead..

As he spoke, he slapped her a few times, kicked her legs a few times, and was about to slap her a few more times, but he heard Brother Naxing's cold mouth and warned: "Huzi, it's almost there."

Behind him, someone immediately chimed in: "It's not, Brother Huzi, if you fight again, you won't be watched."

When the tiger heard this, he stopped and took off Zimo's clothes.

Xu was because of the last two attacks, Zimo's sudden silence did not make him relax his vigilance, but made Huzi more cautious.

Zimo was originally going to wait for him to get close and give him another violent shudder, but he quickly grabbed Zimo's arm and pressed her back to the ground with a thunderous momentum, and unzipped her clothes with one hand...

"Let go of me!" Zimo was pressed to the straw, a wail came out of her throat, and she struggled desperately with tears, but she couldn't break free at all when her limbs were tied. Zimo was anxious, but helpless, crying and roaring: "Let go of me, you animals....

Since Zimo's dress only had a zipper behind her, soon, the man pulled her clothes apart, but she couldn't take them off at all because her hands were tied.

Ignoring Zimo's swearing, Huzi glanced back and sneered: "Brother Xing, you have to untie the rope in her hand, otherwise you won't be able to take it off." Anyway, there are so many of us, and she can't run away.

In his ears, the woman's screaming and cursing did not stop, Brother Xing glanced at him indifferently, and said impatiently: "Hurry up."

Huzi sighed, pressed his legs against Zimo's waist, untied the rope on her hand, quickly took off her skirt, and the whiteness of the eyes and the gentle and smooth skin unique to women touched his palm, Huzi was stunned for a second, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Zimo shouted hoarsely: "Beasts, you will be punished!" There will be retribution! I'm going to cut you to pieces with a thousand knives and pieces!" Her face was rubbed with straw, and tears slid down her cheeks to the wound, a tingling pain, but where was it worth the pain from her heart...

Huzi turned a deaf ear, patted her on the back, and scolded: "Be honest!"

At this time, not only Huzi, but the two black-clothed men behind Brother Xing looked straight in their eyes, they were really tempted, and asked for instructions: "Brother Xing, Huzi is too slow, let's go help him."

Hearing this, Brother Xing's eyes swept over them, and his heart was like a mirror, and the two people who saw it shrank back in their hearts.

The man quickly retracted his gaze, and just lightly instructed: "I still have this woman, just enjoy it." The two happy responded, and walked straight to Zimo, the little clothes that Huzi was originally going to untie Zimo saw this, smiled, and generously let go of his hand, "Come on, take her naked, I'll shoot her."