Seeing a beauty as if she were a Fairy, the three men exchanged glances, as if their minds were connected.
They immediately rushed over and surrounded Lin Zhenghui and his martial sister Mu'er, preventing them from escaping.
Another one pulled out a small knife from his pocket, looking at the three of them, they must be habitual offenders, otherwise why would they carry knives with them?
"What do you want? Do you know what you're doing?" Yang Muer covered the snowy peaks of her collar with both hands, not letting these disgusting thugs see.
"We don't want anything special, just want to have a look!" they said with saliva dripping, their eyes glued to Mu'er, who was as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal.
"Look at what?" Yang Muer asked these evil men.
"Let us look the way he did just now, we promise we won't touch you, nor do we want to hurt you, just a look, how about that?" they said with a grin.
