She fell to the ground, one of her cheeks quickly swelled, and two teeth seemed to have fallen out.
That's hurt.
Laura knelt on the ground, vomiting blood, and yet she still tried to explain. "It's not me. It's not me. I called you all here, how can you treat me..."
Before Laura could finish her sentence, a man grabbed her hair. He used such force that her scalp felt like it was being torn off. It was so painful that she cried. She could only scream miserably.
"Really... it's not... I..."
The man slapped her face again and laughed. "I've seen someone begging for forgiveness before, but I've never seen anyone as fake as you. Tonight we'll show you what the pinnacle of torture is."
The door at the entrance was closed but not locked, and more than ten men surrounded her.
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