When she walked to the back garden, she heard a noise. A large group of servants were patrolling everywhere, and the leader shouted sharply.
"Find the young lady quickly, the young master is already angry!"
Su Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the matter had been exposed, so she hid in the corner and did not dare to move.
She lurked in the shadows, like an animal, holding her breath as much as possible, even though her heart was pounding and almost about to jump out of her chest.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead and slid down her cheek to her chin, but she didn't dare to wipe it or make a sound. Those people hadn't left yet.
It took a full twenty minutes for Hoshino Huang's doglegs to search the entire area. Su Wanqing finally got through it like a thorn in his back.
The sound of footsteps gradually receding came to her ears. She breathed a long sigh of relief and turned out of the dark corner.
After walking through the dark back garden and arriving at the low wall, Su Wanqing used the row of shrubs to step on it.
Because she had to protect her belly, it was very difficult for her to climb.
It took about three or four minutes for her to climb over the wall as she wished. When she landed, her ankle sprained and she was in terrible pain.
Not caring about this at all, Su Wanqing limped forward and ran forward, trying to stay as far away from this terrifying manor and villa as possible.
Su Wanqing didn't know the road, so she ran in one direction as fast as she could. When she was tired, she walked away. When she was almost done, she continued to trot.
She persisted like this until late at night. She didn't know when, she felt that her legs were about to collapse and she fell to the ground.
This is a dark alley, with a few clumps of weeds growing faintly, it is extremely dark, and there is a ditch.
She sat on the cement floor, and the cold air from the ground hit her body. After a while, she was shivering from the cold.
Her whole body was exhausted, her spirit was extremely tense, her body was beyond the point of compounding, and the sequelae of excessive physical exertion began to bite back. Su Wanqing felt like the world was spinning, and she felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.
She sat squatting, clasping her knees with her hands and burying her head in them.
I kept this position for an unknown amount of time when I suddenly heard a burst of pushing and shouting, mixed with the obscene laughter of several men.
Su Wanqing was shocked, could there be anyone in this kind of place?
She moved slightly and hid behind a protruding corner of the wall. She slightly poked her head and looked at the entrance to the alley.
About three or four tall and wretched men grabbed a beautiful little boy tightly and dragged him into the alley.
The little boy roared, struggled, and fought desperately. Unfortunately, he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a very slender figure and a face that was so beautiful that it was almost demonic. He was even more attractive than a girl.
The three men were furious, swearing, slapped the boy several times, and broke his arms hard.
With a shrill scream, Su Wanqing heard the sound of bones breaking. She had long heard that many perverted Japanese had pedophilia, especially beautiful boys, who were often prone to sexual assault.
Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I feel terrified.
At this time, she couldn't protect herself, her body was already in a state of collapse and overdraft, and she was simply unable to face three men...
Su Wanqing watched indifferently as the three men held the boy down, tore his clothes to pieces, and brutally invaded his backside...
They took turns to torture the boy, but she selfishly did not stand up. Ugly Japanese, let them degenerate and kill themselves.