Time passed by. The night was quiet, but there were restless people in the air.
Liang Zhixia had been lying on the ground and her hands and feet were numb, but her brain had been in a high state of nervousness. Any movement of the wind could scare her to tremble.
She didn't know how long it had been, and she didn't know when it was now. She heard a noise outside, and then the iron door was opened with a squeak.
Ding Long and Ding Hu stood at the door. They looked at the woman lying on the ground and came in and dragged her up.
Ding Hu, who had a tiger head and a tiger brain, had been staring at her with a lustful look. Since the boss did not allow her to move, it would not be a problem to push her twice. As he thought so, he had reached out his hand to Liang Zhixia's thigh.
