The thugs' eyes bulged out of their sockets as they looked at Zhu Xiaoyue in her denim T-shirt, far from the picture of innocence in her attire.
"Holy shit, that face, that body, isn't she a fucking angel dropped from heaven?" a punk exclaimed.
"Boss, boss, did you see that chick, she's definitely from the city."
At that moment, the gang leader's eyes stayed glued to Zhu Xiaoyue, ogling her chest and backside, and said, "Go, bring her to me."
After that, the gang leader sat down and took a swig of his beer.
This group of layabouts from the small county town had at best played around with naïve high-school girls; the notion of involving themselves with anyone higher-grade was unthinkable.
But now, here they were, in the dead of night, encountering a top-grade woman with near-perfect ratings.
It wasn't just thugs; even ordinary men, stumbling upon such a stunning beauty on the quiet streets at night, might lose control.
