The heavy wooden door was kicked open from the outside with tremendous force!
The intense, pungent smell of alcohol, sweat, and a suffocating, foul odor, a mixture of carnal desire and blood, instantly filled the small stone house like a real storm.
The leaping flames poured in from outside the door, turning a small patch of ground crimson and illuminating the three large, distorted shadows huddled together at the entrance.
The swaying light and shadow first fell on Jiang Chan.
She stood in the deepest shadow, still maintaining that slightly bowed head posture, her disheveled hair hanging down to cover most of her face.
The firelight outlined her slender figure, her shoulders seemed to tremble slightly, like a small animal cornered with nowhere to escape.
"Hehehe... Little beauty!" Black Wind Demon's tall figure blocked the doorway, with One-Eyed Dragon and Scarface squeezed behind him on either side. The three faces were illuminated by the firelight, making them look like fierce demons.
Black Wind Demon's greedy gaze was fixed on Jiang Chan, his tongue licking his thick lips. "Have you been waiting long? Hehe, I'll give you some pleasure right now!" He strode into the room, bringing with him a nauseating gust of hot air.
"Boss, this chick is fucking gorgeous! Enjoy yourself!" Scarface grinned obsequiously from behind, his eyes slithering over Jiang Chan like a venomous snake.
His gaze was fixed greedily on Jiang Chan's slightly trembling shoulders.
Black Wind Demon, drunk, took a step forward, his breath, heavy with the smell of alcohol, hitting Jiang Chan's face.
He stretched out his large, dark, rough hand, like a fan, and with a disgusting possessiveness, reached out to touch Jiang Chan's face.
"Tear!" A sharp sound of tearing fabric rang out first!
A withered but surprisingly strong hand suddenly appeared from the side—it was One-Eyed Dragon!
His one eye gleamed with a perverse excitement, and his movements were rough and urgent. He grabbed Jiang Chan's coarse cloth collar from the shoulder and yanked it down hard!
The rough fabric tore open with a sharp sound, leaving a long rip that extended all the way to the arm! It revealed a thin inner garment underneath, which was also washed and faded, but was obviously much more delicate, as well as a small patch of pale, almost transparent, collarbone skin!
In the firelight, the suddenly exposed skin, contrasted with the dirty and tattered clothes, appeared shockingly vulnerable.
"Haha! Boss, look! This..." The one-eyed man shouted triumphantly, about to continue tearing.
Just as the one-eyed man's withered hand, its fingernails filthy, carrying a scalding, nauseating scent, was about to touch the exposed, cold skin beneath the tear—
Jiang Chan, who had been keeping her head down and trembling violently as if resigned to her fate in fear, suddenly raised her head!
The movement was sudden and swift, carrying a chilling sense of determination!
All the trembling vanished without a trace in that instant.
Her disheveled hair slid to both sides, revealing her entire face.
There were no tears, no fear, no pleas.
And in this deathly cold silence, a smile slowly and clearly curved her lips!
That wasn't a laugh.
There was not a trace of warmth, not a trace of flattery, not a trace of fluctuation of human emotion in that arc.
It was cold, stiff, and twisted upwards, pulling the corners of its lips into a bizarre, creepy shape.
Like a mockery frozen on a corpse.
Like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell, baring its teeth at its prey with endless mockery and chilling killing intent!
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