Every day I am woken up by the handsome lady's vest

Chapter 227 Adding a new chapter

"Ziyang?"

He Zhimei finally woke up and shook her head vigorously.

When he regained consciousness, he looked around in horror.

"Where are we?"

"We were kidnapped."

Compared to He Zhimei, Mu Ziyang who woke up earlier was much calmer.

"How did you get kidnapped? Where is the kidnapper?"

He Zhimei panicked, looking around with her eyes.

The winter night was very cold, and her back was pressed against the tree trunk, feeling cold and uncomfortable.

At this moment, the kidnappers seemed to hear their movements.

One of them stood up from the haystack and yelled angrily, "What the hell are you talking about, please be quiet!"

He Zhimei and Mu Ziyang were startled, only to realize that they were sleeping in the weeds.

He was also holding a military coat in his hand, which should be used as a quilt to cover his body.

The man's loud voice woke up the others, and they all stood up cursing.

"Scorpion, what's the noise, why don't you let the brothers sleep?"

One of them got up cursing, shivered, and put on his military coat.

"Why do you sleep? After finishing this job, there will be plenty of time for you to sleep comfortably in the future."

The lame man also put on his military overcoat and waded out of the weeds.

Under the bright light, their sight was not obstructed.

It wasn't until they came out that Mu Ziyang realized that they were all wearing black cloth covers on their faces.

Only a pair of eyes were exposed.

"How much do you want?"

Seeing more than a dozen men gathered around, where did Mu Ziyang see such a battle?

With a white face, he pressed his back against the tree trunk behind him, as if this would give him a sense of security.

"How much money can you take out?"

A kidnapper came over with a smile, took out a gun from his trouser waist, and stuck it to Mu Ziyang's face.

The cold metallic texture made Mu Ziyang's face turn paler, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

No matter how strong he is, he is still just a student who doesn't know the world when facing a kidnapper with a gun.

After all, I was still afraid.

"Let go of my son, what's coming at me!"

He Zhimei's voice was trembling too, she didn't know whether it was from cold or fear.

But seeing her son being threatened with a gun, the mother's desire to protect her son still prevailed.

"Come to you?"

The kidnapper really let go of Mu Ziyang, turned around and walked towards He Zhimei.

The muzzle of the gun in his hand rested between the eyebrows of He Zhimei's eyebrows, and the eyes that were exposed outside the cloth cover revealed a lewd light.

The muzzle of the gun traveled along the forehead, past the white bridge of the nose, the lips, and came to the neck.

He Zhimei frowned and reprimanded sharply, "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't you say to let me come to you? As you wish."

The movement of the kidnapper's hands just paused, and the muzzle of the gun went all the way down his neck.

It turned on the collarbone, causing He Zhimei to tremble fiercely.

Then, the kidnappers opened He Zhimei's collar with the muzzle of a gun.

She was wearing a low-necked winter dress.

Grabbing the tip with a little force, easily pushed aside the extremely elastic fabric, revealing the pure white fabric inside.

"Second, don't cause trouble."

Behind, a kidnapper stepped forward and stopped the kidnapper in a low voice.

They are looking for money.

If you lay hands on this woman, I'm afraid it won't be easy to get away.

"Brother, don't you want to taste what it's like to be a rich woman? This skin is so white. It's always a little old, and it looks delicious."

The one who is called the second child is full of unwillingness.

Turning his eyes, he suddenly raised the hand that was not holding the gun, grabbed He Zhimei's collar, and pulled it down hard.

Accompanied by He Zhimei's scream, the neckline of the camel sweater skirt was pulled to her belly.

The snow-white corset was exposed to everyone's eyes.

Because the hands were tied back, only the round shoulders were exposed.

The skirt has good elasticity and is not torn, and the man can bounce it back when he lets go.

However, his hands kept grabbing the collar, and he even moved to the side so that the companions behind him could see her.

The woman's fair skin was exposed under the eyes of a group of men.

The black fingers of the second child were still twitching on her smooth and fair skin. The strong contrast made several men stare.

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the air.

Occasionally, the chirping of birds can be heard not far away.

Crying like complaining, it's creepy.

He Zhimei quickly woke up from the extreme humiliation.

She twisted her body vigorously and screamed, "Let go of me! I'll ask the Mu family to give you how much money you want. But if you touch me, you don't even want to get a penny from the Mu family!"

"Forget it, the one who is valuable is the young master over there. Didn't you divorce Erye Mu a long time ago?"

The man holding her collar finally let go of his collar, but his hand turned to her waist.

Evidently, he was emboldened by the silence of the others.

He knew that the brothers were all tempted.

That's right, how can their pheasant friends usually compare to this high-ranking rich woman?

Look at this skin, it's more juicy than a little girl.

"You dare! If you dare to touch me, I will make you regret it!"

He Zhimei twisted her body in horror, trying to get rid of the man's shackles.

The hand that was walking on her waist made her feel nauseous.

"Let go of my mother!"

Mu Ziyang also panicked and tried his best to break free from the shackles on his body.

But the rough knot made the skin on his wrist scorching and painful.

How could it be possible to break free?

"Hurry up."

The man who stopped the second child just now also came forward.

He is more direct than the second child.

Lifting the hem of the skirt directly, clasping one hand on the soft thigh.

Realizing what would happen next, He Zhimei screamed.

She kicked her legs vigorously, trying to kick the man away.

The man was kicked to the thigh by her, staggered a step, stepped forward and grabbed her thigh even more fiercely.

Several other people also came forward to help hold it down, and naturally ate a lot of tofu during the period.

He Zhimei was terrified and desperate.

Wanting to shout something, he turned his head and caught a glimpse of his red-eyed son, and clenched his teeth again.

My heart is full of sadness.

Regret flooded her like a tide.

Is she about to be defiled by these beasts in front of her son?

For his son to see such a dirty side of his mother, he might as well die.

She opened her mouth, biting the tip of her tongue in grief and indignation.

But the severe pain made her unable to speak.

She could only struggle hard, and her desperate crying added a bit of horror to this biting winter night.

Someone was frightened, took off his military coat, covered He Zhimei's mouth with his sleeve, and pulled back hard.

The scream finally turned into a dull sob.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, instantly turning as cold as a knife.

Mu Ziyang was like a trapped animal, looking over there with tearful eyes.

He knew that he should look away, but he couldn't.

He wished to cut these people to pieces.

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On the other side, the police force who were searching in the woods suddenly heard a shrill scream.

Go there in the direction of the sound.

After a while, the sound disappeared.

Everyone dared not stop.

After walking a certain distance, I heard a whimper of violent struggle.

The person at the front gestured for everyone to follow.

Everyone slowed down and approached cautiously.

Finally, as the distance approached, they saw a bright light shaded by layers of trees.

And, that disgusting scene under the bright lights.

A dozen men gather around a tree.

Tied under the tree was a woman in disheveled clothes who was still struggling, making the last resistance.

"stop!"

Seeing that the woman's clothes were about to be stripped off, Director Jiang shouted, raised the gun in his hand, and pointed it at the group of people in front of him.

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