Wang Mian used his other hand to grasp Jian Dan's clothes. With a light tug, her clothes were torn open, revealing her fair skin.
The men, who had been somewhat hesitant at first, were now stimulated by the scene before them and gradually lost their rationality, moving toward Jian Dan.
"Bastard, don't touch me, don't touch me!"
"Don't touch you? Heh, that's not up to you!" Wang Mian sneered.
Jian Dan, who was hardly a fighter, had already been struggling to cope with just Wang Mian; now, up against five men, she was completely unable to defend herself. No matter how desperately she struggled, it was to no avail…
Just when Jian Dan was feeling utterly hopeless, she felt a fierce blow to the back of her neck and before losing consciousness, she vaguely saw a figure, "Uncle~" Jian Dan murmured faintly as she passed out.
"Who are you?" the five men asked warily, eyeing the man who had appeared suddenly.
