As these words were spoken,
the thirty-some men holding batons around them grew excited.
They gazed at Liu Menglan with burning eyes, desperately swallowing saliva in their throats.
Their demeanor resembled that of wanting to immediately throw Liu Menglan to the ground.
And then, to indulge themselves in her flavor to their heart's content.
Gun control is very strict in the country.
Therefore, only Ji Yonglin and Ji Xingyuan were armed with guns among those present.
After observing the expressions of their henchmen change, the father and son duo fixed their playful stares on Liu Menglan.
"President Liu, it seems all these brothers are quite interested in your body,"
"What will your choice be?"
"Don't make us father and son wait too long."
Ji Yonglin wore an expression of assured victory.
Liu Menglan steadied her breathing; even in the face of desperate straits, she did not fall into disarray.
Her right hand, clasping the dagger, was raised.
