They turned their heads to look, and beneath that dim, murky dawn, the girl under the tree was playing with an acupuncture kit she had found who-knows-where. She pulled out a few slender silver needles and smiled lightly, "Excessive lust leads to disaster, castration ensures eternal remedy."
Fuck—!
Did this crazy woman actually want to castrate them all?
Zhou Shuai had no time to care that his face had been slapped into a pig's head by his own underling, his mouth muffled as he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Run, run fast!"
A group of men were so terrified that they were pissing themselves and ran back the way they came, crazed with fear. They swore they had never run as fast as this, not even during their high school fitness tests when they had to run a thousand meters.
The mountain wind whooshed by, drenching the backs of their clothes with sweat.
