In this way, I was escorted back to his house by Yang Anyong, I was tied to the old man's chair, and Liu was thrown at my feet like a dead dog.

Let her head be covered with blood and dying, Yang Anyong does not intend to take care of it.

He sat down on another chair and tilted his head to fall asleep.

Slept like this?

To be honest, I was really surprised that he wasn't worried about running away at all. So confident······ Could it be that there are his accomplices out there?

As the minutes ticked by, I nervously listened to the movement outside, hoping that Xiaoshan would bring someone to save me.

This village is so big, why haven't you come yet?

I'm waiting, waiting,

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