Chapter Seventy-One: Going to Xiang Shangtian's Side 13
"Sasha, go hold her down. Leave the rest to me." Zhang Mingming ordered like a big sister.
"good."
Xia Ziyan looked at Hu Shasha in surprise. Her former friend was so cruel. Compared with Zhang Mingming, she was not inferior in the slightest.
Hu Shasha went to catch her, but she would not sit still and wait for death. She stood up and ran out the door.
"Ah!" Zhang Mingming grabbed her hair, Hu Shasha hurried over and pushed her hard, causing Xia Ziyan to fall onto the bed again.
Zhang Mingming held down Xia Ziyan's hand, and Xia Ziyan struggled calmly.
While Xia Ziyan was struggling, Hu Shasha brought the rope. Xia Ziyan's heart shook and she struggled harder.
Zhang Mingming's hand slipped, and Xia Ziyan hit her on the face of Hu Shasha who was tying her up. Her face was scratched by her.
Hu Shasha didn't have time to feel the pain on her face, so she held down Xia Ziyan's hands and tied them up.
"What do you want to do?" Xia Ziyan was outnumbered, and she didn't expect that Hu Shasha would dare to act recklessly.
Zhang Mingming tied up Xia Ziyan, clapped his hands, and smiled coldly, "You will know what we want to do soon."
"Zhang Mingming, we are both women, why bother to make things difficult for women." Xia Ziyan tried her best to persuade Zhang Mingming, but reasoning was useless in the ears of a woman who had lost her mind.
"Don't blame me, just blame yourself for provoking a man you shouldn't provoke." Zhang Mingming took off Xia Ziyan's underwear with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.
When she held the wooden stick and leaned against Xia Ziyan, Xia Ziyan realized what they wanted to do.
"Ah!" There was no time to think about it. The blunt wooden stick was inserted into the body, and blood flowed out, dripping on the snow-white sheets, which was particularly eye-catching.
My body also hurts.
Zhang Mingming was a little surprised. She pulled it out roughly and tortured her weak body again.
"It hurts." Even if she screamed that it hurt, Zhang Mingming would not stop.
Why is she so miserable? Could it be that, as Cheng Haohan said, she was killed by his woman before she could let Xiang Shangtian fall in love with her.
Xia Ziyan closed her eyes and shed tears.
She was not a virgin, and she had once thought about how to pretend. This time, the sudden pain made her forget about pretending.
The door suddenly opened.
Xiang Shangtian saw the scene of her being raped, and the blood stains on the bed could not escape his eyes.