"Even as a ghost, I will not let you go!"
Itai Huntington was pinned to the car by several strong hands, her own clenched tightly, her eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.
She had not expected that she, such a cautious person, would be ambushed twice in a single day.
But now, other than a sense of powerlessness, she had no options.
All she could do was let them violate her.
Tears streamed down her face as Itai Huntington helplessly closed her eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm in a good mood now; I can let you live a few more hours."
The man in the white suit had a wicked grin on his face, taking an excited deep breath.
"Baby, I'm coming."
He laughed out loud and suddenly wrapped his arms around Itai Huntington's waist.
Whoosh!
Just then, the silent provincial road was pierced by the sound of a dart flying.
"Ah..."
The man in the white suit, who had been ready to enjoy his conquest, trembled as he looked down, then his eyes widened.
All blood.
"We have an enemy!"
