As the voice settled, before Qin Zhiai could look up to see who the words were coming from, someone possessed her, grabbed her arm, and pulled her up from the ground.

The man didn't pay any attention to whether she was standing firm or not, and dragged her towards the sofa in the middle of the empty living room of the villa.

Although Qin Zhiai didn't know why they did this to her, from the words just now, she understood what their group was going to do to her.

Undressing, camera...... Obviously, I want to shoot her **......

Qin Zhiai instinctively began to resist, desperately dodging back, refusing to let the man who grabbed her take her to the sofa.

At a critical juncture, the strength that erupted was inevitably extraordinarily amazing, and the man who dragged her away didn't notice it for a while, and she broke free of his arm.

She barely hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran towards the door of the villa.

She was shoeless, and her feet were tingling on the uneven ground.

But she didn't care about it at all, gritted her teeth, and rushed forward desperately, and when she unscrewed the door of the villa with her hand, and was about to push the door to escape, someone chased after her, took the first step, and closed the door again.

The man grabbed her arm again, and she was on guard, no matter how Qin Zhiai struggled, she was still dragged to the sofa by the man step by step.

The sofa was a little shabby, like second-hand, and there were still some cigarette butts and melon seed shells left on it.

The man's arm stepped forward, and she was thrown on the sofa.

The next second, another man standing next to the sofa bent over and reached for her collar.

Qin Zhiai knew that he was going to take off her clothes, but she didn't wait for the other party's hand to fully stretch out, so she raised her hand first, opened the other party's hand, and then protected her collar, got up from the sofa, rushed to the door, and ran over again.

This time, she didn't run two steps, but she was stopped by the man who pulled her back from the door, and with a strong force, she was pushed back on the sofa.

Before she could get out of the couch, she struggled to sit up, and the man who had just reached for her collar walked around the couch and stood in front of her, grabbing her shirt.

With a short tearing sound in her ears, Qin Zhiai obviously felt that the collar of the dress was a little loose, almost an instinctive reaction, she suddenly raised her hand and grabbed it indiscriminately at the face of the man who tore her clothes.

She shot quickly and strongly, and the man was defenseless and was grabbed by her on the left side of the face.

The man gasped in pain, stood up abruptly, touched the pain, and when he saw the blood on his fingertips, he let out a loud voice and cursed.

The camera on the side has been set up, and the person in charge of the camera has begun to urge to hurry up.

That voice, Qin Zhiai could distinguish, was the voice of the person who gave the order after she was pushed into the villa.

As soon as he heard the man's urging, someone also opened his mouth: "Cowardice, a woman, can't handle it?" ”

The man who was scratched by Qin Zhiai's face was probably faceless after being ridiculed, and he shot at Qin Zhiai again.

His strength this time was much heavier than just now.

Qin Zhi was panicked and scared, and punched and kicked the man regardless of it.

Her desperate struggle made the man unable to do it for a while.