The man got ruthless and exerted force with both hands. With a "rip" sound, Su Jinyu's clothes were torn open, and her delicate white skin was exposed to the air. The chill instantly came over her, and she felt a wave of shame and anger.
"What a beauty!"
The man's voice was filled with greed and desire.
Su Jinyu spat at him and shouted with all her might: "Who the hell are you to touch me!"
The man was not angry, and a twisted smile appeared on his face. "I also touched you. Not only touched you, I also fucked you."
As soon as the man finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the cave. The footsteps were rapid and heavy, and they stopped immediately. Then an urgent voice came: "The team has searched here... Young master... You must leave immediately!"
So fast!
Hearing this, the man pinched Su Jinyu's neck, and the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, "You... did something to attract them here, right?"
Su Jinyu couldn't utter a word, her face turned red, her breathing became more and more difficult, and the scene in front of her eyes began to blur.
Seeing this, the man threw her to the ground and said, "Since you have agreed to be my woman, I will not kill you... Miss Su, we have a long way to go..."
After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly walked out of the cave. The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, leaving Su Jinyu lying on the ground, gasping for breath, her eyes blurred by tears.
After a while, the sound of chaotic footsteps came closer.
"Ms. Su..."
"Xiao Jin!"
When Su Jinyu heard the voice, humiliation and pain instantly surged up in her heart.
She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to move her body on the ground.
Her knees rubbed against the rough ground, causing her heart-piercing pain, but it was nothing compared to the torment she was feeling inside.
She lay on the ground with her back to the cave, like a wounded beast curled up, trying hard to cover her chest that was exposed by her torn clothes.
Zhou Youchen stood in the cave, and the scene in front of him was like a bolt from the blue, hitting him instantly.
I suddenly felt my head buzzing, and the whole world seemed to stop spinning at that moment. I couldn't hear anything, but my heart was beating wildly in my chest, making a deafening sound that seemed to burst through my chest.
What came into view was the woman, her hands and feet tightly bound, the ropes cutting deeply into her skin, leaving horrifying bloody marks.
The originally clean and refreshing light blue cheongsam was now completely unrecognizable. The original color could not be seen and it was covered with spots of blood.
There were also those bloodstained legs, each wound seemed to tell of the torture he had suffered; each wound on the bloody soles was like a knife cutting into Zhou Youchen's heart.
He rushed forward as if driven by an invisible force, his steps staggering but firm.
He squatted down slowly, his movements gentle but trembling, and took out a knife from his waist. The knife flashed with a cold light in the sunlight, but it could not dispel the haze that shrouded his heart at this moment.
Carefully cutting the rope on Su Jinyu's hand, his voice was low and hoarse, like the groan of a wounded beast: "It's okay."
However, the heartbeat accelerated by anger was too loud and almost drowned out the faint voice.
The woman's wrists were tied very deeply, and the blood-red color was particularly eye-catching on her fair skin. The eye-catching scars seemed to be a silent accusation against him.
As soon as Su Jinyu's hands were free, she immediately grabbed the clothes in front of her chest. There was a hint of panic and anxiety in her movements, trying to regain her only remaining dignity.
Mu Sheng stood aside, his eyes red as burning flames, and an unstoppable murderous aura emanating from his body, as if he was Yan Luo who had climbed up from the deepest part of hell.
There was endless murderous intent in his eyes as he stared at the surroundings.
He quickly untied the ropes on Su Jinyu's legs. When he saw the horrific scene beneath his feet, it seemed to be deeply engraved in his mind, and he could not suppress the urge to kill.
His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles were white, his nails were digging into his palms, and his body was shaking slightly.
He walked around to Su Jinyu's front, looked at the torn clothes, and said with guilt and self-blame, almost choking: "I'm... I'm sorry."
Su Jinyu stretched out a hand and tremblingly untied the black cloth in front of him.
The dazzling light instantly flooded into her eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Mu Sheng and Zhou Youchen, both of whom had sad expressions on their faces.
She tried to pull the corners of her mouth, her dry lips moved, and she let out a hoarse laugh: "Don't be like this... When you came, I was fine."
As she spoke, she pointed to the corner of her mouth, where there was still a trace of blood, and said, "This is someone else's blood. I almost bit off his finger."
There was a gleam of murderous intent in his eyes.
Zhou Youchen took off his police uniform and gently put it on the woman's body. His movements were gentle but cautious, as if she was a fragile treasure.
His voice was suppressed, like the words squeezed out from between his teeth, with heartache and helplessness, "Stop laughing."
Su Jinyu glanced at him, and the smile on the corner of her mouth quickly disappeared, as if blown away by a breeze.
She sneered to herself.
I originally wanted to use the beauty trap, but I didn't expect it to be a self-torture trap.
Zhou Youchen stretched out his hand to pick her up, but Mu Sheng suddenly grabbed his arm, his eyes revealing unquestionable strength: "I'll do it..." He never wanted to let Xiao Jin leave his sight again.
The two of them looked at Su Jinyu.
Su Jinyu didn't want Zhou Youchen to see her every time she behaved like a wolf, especially now that she was like this... looking like she was being humiliated.
She turned to look at Mu Sheng, her voice carrying a hint of helplessness and dependence: "Brother... take me home."
Mu Sheng's eyes suddenly became moist, and the warm liquid swirled in his eye sockets.
He nodded gently, as gently as if afraid to disturb a wounded bird.
He slowly passed his hands through her legs, wrapped her completely in the police uniform, and picked her up.
His arms trembled slightly, but they held her body firmly.
There were many people guarding outside the cave, and everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on Miss Su's bloody feet exposed outside.
The wounds on the soles of the feet were like sharp blades, piercing everyone's eyes.
When the military official saw this, he felt cold sweat instantly soaking his back, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and slid down his cheeks.
He touched his head subconsciously.
My heart was filled with fear and worry: Can he still keep his head? !
Originally, finding the arms was a success, but now... Miss Su was robbed right under her nose.
Shuai Su must skin these people alive! !
Mu Sheng carried Su Jinyu into the car. His movements were gentle and almost pious, and he carefully placed her legs on the back seat.
He sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to crush it.
Along the way, he drove very steadily, and the car hardly bumped at all. However, his expression was as solemn as the sky before a storm.
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