Not far after rushing forward, Shen Yan saw a fork in the road, and a few meters to the right was a small row of European-style wooden houses. Several tall men surrounded two frail women, tearing at their clothes, and one of the men slapped Zhong Wei.
Because they were restrained, they couldn't call for help.
They could only struggle in terror.
Following behind, Qiao Yanyu, gasping for breath, saw the scene and instinctively took a few steps back.
The men on the other side noticed her and Shen Yan.
Qiao Yanyu's face turned pale, "Shen Yan, we should find some people..."
The few girls were clearly no match for these several large men.
Qiao Yanyu fumbled for her phone, her hands trembling so much that she couldn't even put it into her pocket, and soon two men were quickly walking towards them.
They were staring at them sinisterly, their eyes emitting an evil light...
Run!
Qiao Yanyu's first reaction was to run quickly.
