Aletha doesn't want to drink alcohol so she instinctively tries to struggle and avoid it but she is in a bind now. She couldn't resist too much.
"Hey, don't be so rude!" Another man tries to stop the man who grabbed Aletha.
"Yes, she is too beautiful to be wronged." Another comment.
"You guys are noisy!" snapped Freddy, the gang leader.
"But Boss, we're going to have fun with her, so don't mistreat her."
"After that we will also kill her, what difference does it make?"
Immediately after the debate, Aletha's body was doused with alcohol until she looked drenched like she had just been taken out of a wine barrel.
As a result, alcohol made the wound on her leg even more sore.
Aletha bit her lip and closed her eyes.
She was afraid that she would not survive the day.
"Regan, where are you?" Aletha thought desperately.
At that thought, Aletha's tears fell uncontrollably.
