There were five or six people tied up in the house. When the bald leader heard his name, he subconsciously looked at Lin Yin.
"Do we know each other?" Haozi asked Lin Yin in confusion.
The few of them had been having fun in the dance hall when they were suddenly kidnapped and brought here. They were locked up for two days without any food or water, and no one came to tell them what had happened.
In the beginning, they would knock on the door and scream, but those people tied up five to six of them without a word.
Lin Yin's evil and cold voice sounded in a low voice, and her face was inexplicably tainted with a bloodthirsty expression. "We'll get to know each other in a while."
Lu Ming's heart trembled slightly. This Lin Yin seemed a little abnormal.
Before Lu Ming could react, a cold light that belonged to a cold weapon flashed quickly in the room.
