The armed militant cursed out loud, "Damn it! Scram the hell away! Otherwise, your father I will execute you!!"
The woman, who had disheveled hair and tattered clothes, began to kowtow profusely as she stammered while retreating, "Yes!! Yes!! I'll scram now, I'll scram now!!"
"Wait a minute!
The militant caught sight of her figure, and his heart skipped a beat. He shot forward and grabbed her hair, revealing a beautiful face underneath that hair. Although her expression was contorted from the pain, one could tell she was an extremely beautiful lady.
The militant had a savage look just then, as he laughed out maniacally, and pulled the beauty towards his hip, "Haha! Not bad! I'm lucky, to actually chance upon such a high-quality babe. I can let Boss and the rest have some fun! Follow me, otherwise, I'll kill you!"
