Upon closer inspection, one could see that each person had tattoos, earrings, and brightly colored hair—a truly unconventional group.
The girls were all dressed like delinquents. One of them, who was dressed rather elegantly, sat on a chair with her legs crossed, stepping on a naked girl.
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes were filled with resentment and disdain, as if she were looking at something dirty.
"Zhao Xiaoyue, 16 years old, from Haishi, born into a farming family, average-looking. How dare you seduce our boss's boyfriend, Situ Ming? Kneel down and apologize to our boss!"
A group of people immediately surrounded Zhao Xiaoyue, aggressively and maliciously trying to force her to kneel.
The naked girl huddled up, her eyes darting away as she looked at Zhao Xiaoyue.
She kept shaking her head, closing her eyes, and silently apologizing. She was sorry, she was sorry. She was forced into this situation and had no choice. If he didn't agree to attract the girl in front of her, Wang Wenjing would let these thugs rape her.
I'm so sorry, so sorry, I'm really sorry. It's all your fault for offending them!
It's not my fault, it really isn't my fault.
The people around her looked like they'd walked out of hell, arrogantly and uglyly shouting for Zhao Xiaoyue to kneel down; this was a game they played often.
The real game only begins when they actually kneel down and beg for mercy.
It's really satisfying to torture people. Watching them cry and beg for mercy, being ravaged, makes them feel like God is the boss and they are the boss. It instantly fills their competitive spirit.
People call them scum, and they want to prove who is the master of society and the master of humanity.
Wang Wenjing kicked the girl she was stepping on to the side, saying, "For the sake of your family bringing this here, get lost. From now on, avoid me."
The girl quickly picked up the clothes next to her to cover herself, glanced at Zhao Xiaoyue, turned around and ran away.
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