Wen Zhi didn't recognize any of these strangers, each with the menacing look of a fierce deity, far from any sort of good Samaritan.
"Someone wants to see you, come with us," they said.
Upon seeing this, Wen Zhi took two steps back.
Did they think she was a fool? Just follow them because they said so?
"I'm busy."
Wen Zhi replied coldly and turned to leave.
But before she could take two steps, the men behind her quickly caught up, grabbing her arm roughly without giving her a chance to struggle, while another hand covered her mouth to keep her from making any noise, and swiftly stuffed her into a high-end sedan parked nearby.
Wen Zhi's pupils dilated slightly in shock; she hadn't expected something like this to happen in broad daylight.
Weren't they afraid of being seen?
With no time to ponder the situation, Wen Zhi tried to take the opportunity to escape when they loosened their grip, aiming to open the car door.
But how could one woman match the strength of a man?
