He frowned and walked towards the door.

The sound became clearer and more shrill.

"It must be Chu Zhixin. They are tormenting Chu Zhixin. All the things Changqing said are lies. Chu Zhixin cannot be the sister of Midnight Rakshasa, and Chu Zhixin cannot ignore me!"

Sheng Tingye was excited and rushed to open the door. As a result, he was blind and tripped over the steps, and his palms and knees were worn out.

He didn't have time to think about anything, so he quickly got up. After walking a few steps, he was tripped again and was in a very embarrassing state.

"Help, help, don't touch me, get out of here!"

The voices of help from women are becoming clearer and clearer, and the man's heart is getting tighter and tighter.

"Waste, waste, Sheng Tingye, you waste!"

The anxious Sheng Tingye kept beating himself, holding his face with his palms, almost going crazy, and he wanted to dig out his eyes.

Even though he knew that his woman was in danger, he was powerless. This feeling was even more uncomfortable than he was alive!

"Chuzhixin, wait, I'm here, I'll save you right away!"

Sheng Tingye tightened all his nerves, fell again and again, and knocked again and again, and finally got closer to the sound of calling for help, so close that it seemed to be in front of him.

The cry for help gradually stopped.

Xu Anran was pressed under a strong man, and after several struggles, he was still violated.

She was in deep despair, her hair was messy, her cheeks, hands, and thighs were covered with skin and blood...

"Hahaha, I am worthy of being a wealthy family. This skin and appearance are the best, and I can make a lot of money!"

"Don't be stubborn, hurry up and finish, brothers are still waiting!"

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Xu Anran listened to the filthy words of these men, with no expression on her face.

She stared at the dark night sky dejectedly, without a trace of sound, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, like a toy that could be fiddled with.

Suddenly, the group of men stopped talking and scattered to the side in fear.

"Damn, what's wrong with you? Why do you all have this expression?"

The man who was moving on her realized something was wrong and looked back.

Then, the whole soul was almost gone, and I immediately got up and raised my pants, buried my head and hid aside.

"Chuzhixin, is it you?"

Sheng Tingye was not sure where the person was, and his hands kept groping forward, and his perfectly contoured face showed a doomsday despair.

He had a vague premonition in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to face it.

I heard it wrong, it must be that he heard it wrong!

However, such an inhuman thing is indeed very similar to the style of Midnight Rakshasa, so Chu Zhixin is really...

"Ting, Tingye?"

Xu Anran, who was ashamed, heard Sheng Tingye's voice and came back alive.

She looked at the man in disbelief, then she was disheveled and rushed towards the man frantically: "Tingye, is it really you? Or is it that I have hallucinations, you are here... You are here!"
Chapter completed!