"She's so miserable, she was actually targeted by that person."
"Yeah, she just came a few days ago. She was actually quite pretty. What a shame."
"If I'm not good-looking, how can I be favored? She looks pure and her name is pure, Qingzhi, hehe, but I don't know what it feels like to be pressed under me."
Yan Minglang immediately looked at the two of them, stood up and went towards the toilet.
From the men's restroom came the sound of a woman crying like a trapped animal. This sound was so familiar to him.
People frequently passed by the toilet and stuck their heads in to look inside, but no one wanted to go in and help.
Yan Minglang walked quickly into the bathroom. A man about 1.9 meters tall was standing in front of the sink washing his hands. He turned a deaf ear to the sounds coming from a cubicle and was terribly indifferent.
Looking in the mirror, Yan Minglang saw the man's handsome face, which gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
But now he had no time to think about where he had seen this man before.
From the innermost cubicle of the toilet, Huazi's angry and evil voice came.
"Why the hell are you crying? Lick it clean for me!"
"Aren't you going to bump into me? Huh?"
Bang--
Yan Minglang kicked open the cubicle door.
Inside the door, Huazi grabbed Xue Qingzhi's hair and pressed her against him. Below her navel, her clothes and pants were soaked with pink juice.
It was like some juice was spilled on it.
One side of Xue Qingzhi's face was swollen, and her eyes were red from crying. She looked weak, pitiful, and hopeful.
Seeing Yan Minglang, a spark of hope ignited in her desperate eyes, and she said hesitantly:
"Mr. Yan..."
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