The twisted mind of a pervert is unfathomable to normal people.
Lin Chu’s face began to pale, and she struggled violently, unable to suppress the fear that overwheld her.
She almost scread, "Get away, don’t touch !"
In the cramped space, the girl struggled desperately, her head hitting the car door, making a particularly noticeable noise.
The excited pervert driver held the girl’s legs, feigning concern as he said, "Didn’t Uncle say he wouldn’t kill anyone? What’s there to be afraid of? It must’ve hurt, right? Here, let Uncle massage it for you."
The sweater was torn apart.
Lin Chu’s body trembled uncontrollably, tears of terror gushed from her eyes, her taut nerves breaking, "If I don’t die, I’ll kill you tomorrow!"
In that mont of desperation, she touched a cold, hard object. No matter what it was, she just wanted to smash it against the man’s head with all her strength.
"Fuck!" The perverted driver clutched his bleeding forehead.
After cursing in pain, his eyes turned blood-red, and he slapped the girl’s face fiercely, showing a hideous expression as he tore at her sweater, "Don’t like being gentle? Then let’s do sothing exciting! Before you kill , Uncle will play you to death first!"
When people are afraid, they always think of the most important person, calling out in their heart again and again, hoping the distant person can hear them.
At the mont when seventeen-year-old Lin Chu was being assaulted by the disgusting man pressing down on her, the person she thought of was Lu Huai’an.
"Brother HuaiAn, save ..."
A dazzling light approached, illuminating the dark interior of the car through the window, and Lin Chu saw the perverted driver’s lewd gaze.
Then there was the sound of screeching brakes.
The driver, who was tearing at the girl’s pants, was completely unaware of the approaching danger until he was forcibly pulled from the back seat of the car and thrown into the snow. Only then did he realize soone had arrived at this secluded place, which was perfect for committing evil deeds.
The newcor gave the driver no ti to react; the mont the sound of moving joints was heard, fists and kicks followed imdiately, landing on him.
The frigid, dark aura emanating from the newcor was even colder than the swirling winter snow.
Each punch and kick struck fatal areas, as if intending to beat him to death on the spot.
"It hurts! Stop hitting !" The driver held his head, his body curled in a ball, his head bleeding, the taste of blood in his mouth. He begged for rcy in agony, "Big Brother, I know I was wrong! Please forgive !"
The police were still on their way, and with no one to stop him, Lu Huai’an might really beat this damned pervert to death.
In the remote and silent snowy ground, mixed with the driver’s pained pleas for rcy, the sound of bones cracking, and... Lu Huai’an’s heavy breathing.
"Brother HuaiAn..."
The timid, choked voice made Lu Huai’an’s increasingly heavy fists pause.
A few seconds later, he released the driver’s collar, stood up straight, and rcilessly stomped on the area below the driver’s waist, turning his toe back and forth, exerting more and more force.
"Ah!" The unbearable pain quickly transmitted to the driver’s already numb nerves, his eyes blurred by blood, unable to see anything, he convulsed and scread in agony, "Big Brother, Ancestor, I beg you, please let go! I won’t dare again!"
Lu Huai’an, looking down from above, stared at the distorted and pained face on the ground. After the one-sided violence that lasted ten minutes, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He took a handkerchief from the coat pocket, leisurely wiping the bloodstains from his fingers, with an air of nonchalance, as if the bloody and violent person just now were not him at all.
"Before being consud by lust, rember to check if you’re provoking the wrong person. If you’re not afraid to die, I won’t let you die. You like excitent, right? Nothing is more thrilling than ’a fate worse than death.’ Live like this for the rest of your life, you should thank ."
A faint and indifferent voice sounded.
The driver gasped for air, his body trembling violently, having no strength left to move an inch, unable to comprehend what the other ant, only able to curl up in the snow, groaning in pain.
After wiping the blood from his fingers, Lu Huai’an withdrew his foot from the driver’s groin, not sparing even a second of glance at him.
Turning around, he headed towards the taxi.
Almost as soon as Lu Huai’an approached the back seat of the car, Lin Chu threw herself into his arms, her choked voice thin and low, "Brother HuaiAn."
Lu Huai’an’s car was parked across the road, the engine still running, and the xenon headlights were pointed in the direction of the taxi. Lin Chu could clearly see the snowflakes on his shoulder, yet to lt.
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