Baldie stroked his chin, leered as he approached, and looked Wen Zhiyao up and down. "You're right," he said with a grin, "I do have a thing for you. If you can't pay your debt, I wouldn't mind taking you as a payment."
Wen Zhiyao quickly realized she was dealing with a gang of scammers. As a woman, she was facing three hulking men, even though she had a bottle of pepper spray in her bag.
But it could only hit one person, in rare cases possibly two. The other man would definitely not let her go.
In the guard pavilion, there was only an old man in his sixties listening to a radio. Even if she could summon him, he could not match the men.
After thinking it through, Wen Zhiyao felt that it would not be possible to fight back physically.
"We have signed a contract and agreed to a principal and interest amount of 130,000. If you want to renege on it, see you in court," said Wen Zhiyao, keeping her back straight in defiance.
