Lin Yuqiu was so scared that he covered his butt and kept scooting backward.
The henchman holding the baseball bat was completely at a loss for what to do, his face a bitter mask as he looked back and forth between Wu Xiaoshan and Lin Yuqiu.
The two flamboyantly dressed women on the bed had already put their clothes back on, and the panic from earlier was gradually subsiding.
"Are you guys even men? Are you really afraid of just one person?"
One of the women rolled her eyes, expressing her disdain for them.
Lin Yuqiu and several henchmen's faces were all ugly to behold.
It was a real slap in the face to be looked down upon by a woman.
But if they really did something because of a moment of pride, it would only make them lose even more face.
The other woman, however, didn't share this sentiment. She could tell from the expression on the faces of the men around her that Wu Xiaoshan was definitely a tough cookie.
