They quickly untied Liu Xiaolan's ropes and released her.

Liu Xiaolan cried in terror as she struggled to her feet, trying to escape towards the door.

However, one of the men blocked his way.

She screamed and turned to run towards a deserted place.

Another man suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked her way.

Faced with the sudden attack, Liu Xiaolan felt a surge of fear.

Her heart raced, and fear caused her tears to stream down her face like a waterfall.

The two men pounced on her like wild beasts, one of them even mockingly calling her a "free-spirited rabbit," implying that catching her would be an exciting game.

Another man responded excitedly,

"That's what makes it fun. Whoever catches it first gets to enjoy it first."

These words made Liu Xiaolan even more desperate; she felt as if her fate was firmly controlled by these two wild beasts.

She ran desperately toward the door, but it seemed so far away that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach it.

Suddenly, a large hand wrapped around her lower back and grabbed her tightly.

Liu Xiaolan screamed and struggled, but to no avail.

In the chaos, her glasses were flung off, and the world became a blur.

Overwhelmed by tension and fear, her knees buckled, and she accidentally bumped into the man's soft genitals.

With a scream, Liu Xiaolan fell heavily to the ground.

She struggled to get up, but was slapped across the face and fell back to the ground.

Before she could react, another man pounced on her and slapped her hard across the face again.

"You filthy woman, where do you think you're going now!"

The injured man was still rolling on the ground, crying out in pain.

"Take care of her quickly, let me vent my anger. Once I've calmed down, I'll teach her a lesson!"

Liu Xiaolan could no longer see anything clearly. Her body was tightly controlled by the man, and she was powerless to struggle. She felt the man ruthlessly tearing at her clothes.

She could only let out faint cries for help.

"No! Let me go!"

"Help--"

"Waaaaah... Help!"

........

However, in this dark moment, her voice sounded so weak and powerless.

"Scream all you want, no one will come to save you!"

The man scoffed.

His tone was full of cruelty and arrogance, as if at this moment he had completely controlled Liu Xiaolan's fate.

The man had just torn Liu Xiaolan's shirt to shreds, instantly exposing her underwear.

The man's eyes were fixed on him as if drawn by a magnet.

Just as he was about to savor the "deliciousness," he was shot forward like a cannonball and crashed heavily into the hard wall.

With just one kick, the man's ribs snapped, his internal organs ruptured, and blood gushed from his mouth like a fountain before he fainted in disbelief.

A black suit jacket slowly fell from the sky and covered Liu Xiaolan.

She instinctively gripped her coat tightly, wrapping herself up, and kept shrinking back, leaning against the table and chair, shivering.

The other man lying on the ground next to him was stunned for a moment, staring at Song Shaojie in great fear. After he came to his senses, he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Song Shaojie exuded boundless killing intent. He had never been so angry before, and this time, his rage was completely ignited.

He strode over to the man, and without a word, kicked him hard.

There was a "crack" sound, like an egg breaking.

Then came a heart-wrenching scream that echoed through the sky, before vanishing without a trace.

Liu Xiaolan raised her head tremblingly, and through her teary eyes, she saw a man standing in front of her like a god.

"Who are you?"

She squinted, looking at his silhouette, and asked her question timidly.

Song Shaojie's eyes were as cold and resolute as ice, as if a powerful aura was emanating from him, making everything around him pale in comparison.

He crouched down, his voice deep and powerful.

"Xiao Lan, it's me, Song Shaojie. Are you alright?"

With a loud "waaaah," Liu Xiaolan's tears gushed out like a burst dam.

Upon hearing the name Song Shaojie, her fear finally vanished, and with her tension released, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Waaaaah... Song Shaojie, why did you take so long to get here?"

Liu Xiaolan cried and pounded on his chest.

Seeing her emotionally distraught state, Song Shaojie felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He knew it was all his fault; he had arrived too late, causing her such a huge shock.

He slowly opened his arms and embraced her tightly, as if protecting a rare treasure. He gently patted her back, as if soothing a frightened little rabbit.

He whispered softly in her ear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one can hurt you."

After a long while, Liu Xiaolan slowly came to her senses.

She slowly raised her head, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam. Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, and her trembling hands, like withered leaves in the cold wind, tightly gripped Song Shaojie's clothes, as if they were her last lifeline.

"Song Shaojie, I'm so scared."

Liu Xiaolan's voice was filled with sobs, as if she were weeping and pleading, which aroused pity in people.

Song Shaojie held her tightly, feeling her body still trembling slightly. He knew she had just experienced a terrible nightmare.

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