At midnight, the cold wind blew in from the slightly open window. The woman on the bed was sleeping when the door was suddenly kicked open.
Several men in black broke in, with bloodthirsty and terrifying aura and frightening killing intent on their bodies.
The leader was Ford. He walked up and lifted the woman up from the bed.
The woman looked at them in horror, trembling. "Who are you? What are you doing?"
Ford raised his hand and gave her a slap. The woman fell on the bed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
She cried out in pain and shouted, "help! Help!"
"Even if you scream, no one will come to save you." Ford sneered with a ferocious look on his face.