The yellow-haired young man watched the man take out a small pistol from his waist and quickly ran to the door.
"Brother, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..."
The man sneered, pointed his gun at the tied woman, and held the woman's chin tightly with one hand.
The woman closed her eyes with pain on her face, but her body was trembling slightly due to the strange feeling coming from her body.
The man looked at all this with satisfaction, and moved towards the door with a bit of hatred.[
As the four yellow-haired young men at the door trembled, they saw a tall figure slowly walking towards the door.
The four yellow-haired young men quickly ran to the man's side. "Brother, he is here!"
"I came alone, without any men."
Under the sun, an extremely handsome man in black walked into the dark factory with a murderous look on his face.
When his eyes fell on the woman tied to the wooden chair, he was stunned.
In an instant, his eyes were cold and striking, and the murderous intent in his eyes was revealed without concealment.
"Xueya..."
The man's voice was low and sexy, and like his whole person, he had an extraordinary appeal.
Those narrow and charming eyes seemed to be gathering a violent storm, and they were so gloomy and scary.
He raised his head and looked at the fat man with sharp eyes. His voice was as cold as if it came from hell, "Qinghu, let her go immediately!"
The fat man smiled coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent. He put the muzzle of the gun on the woman's head and said coldly, "Leng Aoxuan, you led people to kill more than a thousand people in our Qinghu Gang. This money
Qiu, let us settle the matter today."
"Okay, you can do whatever you want to me. Just let her go. If you're a man, don't threaten me with women!"
The obese man seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke.
He pulled hard on the woman's skirt with his big hand, and heard a "tear" sound, and the woman's short skirt burst.
The fair and tender thighs were all exposed.
Leng Aoxuan took a breath, veins protruded on his forehead, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Qinghu, if you dare to touch her, I, Leng Aoxuan, swear that your life will be worse than death!"