The Jiao's: 8
/*unedited*/
The gloomy and dark atmosphere in the small alley is making three women felt helplessness and a bit of despair. Especially the two women wearing their maid robes, they wanted to shout and hope that maybe someone could come and rescue them. But alas no words can escape their mouths as their voices seem to clog up on their throats.
As the figure of the men in black slowly closes in on them, Shin Jiao slowly extended his hand and quickly put three bangles on their arms.
"Mom, you stay here and calm the Tin-tin and Shao-Shao. I'll deal with these men." Shin Jiao's confident voice came out of his cloth-covered face.
When Aye Muyan heard this she was immediately held Shin Jiao's hand. Both of her hands seem to have a mind of their own as she stops Shin Jiao.
"Son, no… Please don't. We can just run, away…" Aye Muyan said with a pleading look in her eyes.
