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Chapter 963

He frowned and walked towards the door.

The sound became clearer and clearer, and also became more and more shrill.

"It must be Chu's Heart. They are torturing Chu's Heart. What Changqing said are all lies. Chu's Heart cannot be the sister of Midnight Rakshasa, and there is no way that Chu's Heart will ignore me!"

Sheng Tingye was so excited that he hurriedly opened the door, but because he was blind, he tripped over the steps and bruised his palms and knees.

He didn't have time to think about anything, so he quickly got up. After taking a few steps, he tripped and fell again. He was extremely embarrassed.

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

The woman's cry for help became clearer and clearer, and the man's heart became tighter and tighter.

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

The anxious Sheng Tingye kept beating himself and holding his face with both hands. He was almost going crazy and wanted to dig his eyes out.

He knew that his woman was in danger but could do nothing. This feeling was even more uncomfortable than being alive!

"Chu Zhixin, just wait, I'm here, I'll come to save you right away!"

Sheng Tingye tensed up all his nerves, fell again and again, knocked again and again, and finally got closer and closer to the voice calling for help, so close that it seemed as if he was right in front of him.

The calls for help gradually stopped.

Xu Anran was pinned down by a strong man. After several struggles, he was still violated.

She fell into deep despair, her hair was messy, and there were broken skin and blood on her cheeks, hands, and thighs...

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the daughter of a wealthy family. This skin and figure are top-notch. You will definitely earn money!"

"Stop whining, finish it quickly, brothers are still waiting!"

"..."

Xu Anran listened to these men's dirty words with no expression on her face.

She stared dejectedly at the dark night sky, not making a sound, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, like a toy that was being played with.

Suddenly, the group of men stopped talking and dispersed to the side tremblingly.

"Damn it, what's wrong with you guys? Why do you always look like this?"

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

Then, almost losing his soul, he immediately stood up, picked up his pants, and hid to the side with his head buried.

"The original intention, is it you?"

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

He had a vague feeling about something bad, but he didn't have the courage to face it.

He must have heard wrong!

However, such inhuman things are indeed very similar to the style of Midnight Rakshasa, so the heart of the beginning is really...

"Ting, Tingye?"

Xu Anran, whose heart was filled with despair, came to life again when she heard Sheng Tingye's voice.

She looked at the man in disbelief, and then, disheveled, she rushed towards him crazily: "Tingye, is it really you, or am I hallucinating, you are here... You are here...

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