"What do you want me to do?" I did my best to suppress my heart to calm down as I asked calmly.

"What do I want you to do? But what can you do? " Sister Juan sneered. She twisted her body and walked to the side. She picked up a dress that was as thin as a cicada's wing from a chair and threw it at me. "Call me after you've thought it through!"

It was obvious to me that, even if I were stupid, she wanted me to betray my body. She had said that I had a perfect body and a charming face, and that I had nothing but that.

"Don't worry about it, I'll listen to you!" I called for Sister Juan, but she didn't turn around. She waved me off at the door, her smile full of ridicule. I thought she didn't believe me and was about to show her loyalty when two men came in from the other side of the door, bare-chested and strong and terrible.

"You, what do you want to do?" I was so astonished that I thought I would let myself be free and then see if I could escape. If I couldn't escape, I would have to kill myself if I had to.

The two men ignored my screams and walked over. One of them untied the rope from my arm and the other pulled the rope from my ankle. The moment I obtained my freedom, I immediately ran under the bed with my hands and legs. The moment my feet touched the ground, someone grabbed my waist and carried me on my shoulders.

I was so excited by what was going to happen next that I desperately grabbed the face of the man who was carrying me and screamed. I didn't even know what I was shouting about.

The two men were in a sorry state from my grabbing and with a low curse, they threw me back onto the bed.

"Motherf * cker!" One of them grabbed my leg and the other took the rope that had been tied to me. I was like a pig in my father's pigsty, tied up and sold to a vicious pig dealer at the best of times.

It was as if I could smell the stench of pig dung. It was as if I could see my father holding a black whip and smiling obscenely as he approached me. I heard a crack, I heard someone screaming.

I felt a little pain in my body, but I was free because of the two men who were going to do something violent. One of them had been kicked by me and had shrunk into a ball while the other had been stabbed in the eye and was screaming while covering his face.

As I said, I'm the best at fighting, and I know that those parts of the body are vulnerable. But no one believed me.

They all took me for an idiot that everyone could bully, but I wasn't. I clutched at my arm. Due to the struggle just now, my arm had been dislocated and I was in so much pain that I was numb. I was wearing that dress that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

The corridor outside was actually empty. It seemed that Sister Juan was quite relieved to have sent these two men over.

As I ran, doors slid past me, and the corridor seemed to stretch on forever. I heard the howls behind me grow fainter and fainter, and I knew I was far away. There was the sound of running water nearby, and I jerked my head back to look at myself in the huge mirror, with my disheveled hair and scarlet eyes, and grinned at the man in the mirror.

"Kill them!"

I picked up the fire hydrant in the corner and smashed it on the glass. Looking at my own shadow and the broken glass, I laughed even more heartily. The sharp glass pierced into my palm.

Footsteps sounded at the end of the corridor, and I knew they were coming. I hid in the entrance, holding the glass in my hand and holding my breath. He only had one thought in his mind, kill them all. Kill them all.

"What happened?" A girl's voice stopped, it was Sister Jun's voice.

"That girl has run away!" The man's heavy breathing disappeared amidst the angry applause given by Sister Juan.

"Find it for me!" "Don't alarm the other guests, otherwise, I will skin you alive!" The sound of Sister Juan's high heels was getting closer and closer to the man's running voice. My left hand was crippled, while my right hand was still holding on. Blood dripped onto my leg, staining the floor at my feet red.

"Ten steps, nine steps," I counted, and on the count of five, a pair of large hands suddenly appeared at my waist and yanked me away. I didn't have time to cry out in alarm, my mouth was also covered, and my wrist holding onto the glass shard was wrapped around the arm that was holding my waist. I was helpless as I was directly carried from behind into a private room in the washroom.

Sicily is really strange. The room I was given was as simple as a residential building, but the toilet here was as luxurious as a five-star hotel. Of course, besides the toilet and toilet paper, there were also many props that made people blush when they saw them. In front of me, there was one, a perfect acorn, standing there like a cucumber.

I can't ignore it.

"There's blood here!" Sister Juan's voice came from outside, and I was so frightened that my whole body tensed. Suddenly, I felt the man sitting on my buttocks jerk, just enough to knock my injured arm against the bathroom door, and I couldn't help moaning. Then the second and third hit, and the plastic cucumber swayed with my motion.

"Excuse me," Sis Juan's voice sounded out from outside the room. I heard a crashing sound beneath my feet, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw something similar to a hotel room card being kicked out.

"I'm sorry, your subordinate did not know better to bother your esteemed guest! We'll go out right now! " Sister Juan did the best work, hurriedly running out of the room and closing the door behind her.

After the sound of the footsteps faded away, the man behind me finally stopped and released my hand from my waist. I waved the glass in my hand and pierced it, but stopped in the next instant.

"Xiao Jin Dong!" After a moment of shock, I shouted through gritted teeth.

Xiao Jin Dong's expression wasn't very good. In the midst of the greyish color, there was a thin layer of sweat. He gasped for breath as he looked at me. Blood dripped from my hand onto his face. He didn't move, just looked at me, didn't move.

"Why are you here?" I seemed to calmly ask again. The rage and doubt that was raging in my heart had already drowned out my rationality.

"Because you are here!" Xiao Jin opened up her shirt and tore the white vest inside. She raised her hand to grab the palm of my hand. I mechanically let him remove the glass fragments from my hand and let him bandage me.

I was restraining my anger and waiting for his explanation.

"Give me that arm!" Xiao Jin Dong stretched out his hand towards me, but I didn't move. He stared at me for a while, and then got up and pressed me against the toilet lid. Before I could even sit still, I felt a sharp pain coming from my arm. I bit hard on his lips. I could feel the scent of blood, but I refused to let go.

Xiao Jin Dong and I looked at each other, and I saw the pain and guilt in his eyes. He hugged me, grabbed my chin with one hand, and forced me to let go of his lower lip. He didn't leave.