The woman tried to scream, but the sight of the foul socks in the mouths of those men made her swallow her voice again, and at that moment, those men were already rolling their eyes from the stench of the socks.
Gu Yao watched with disgust, feeling the stench from afar; how much worse would it be to have the socks in one's mouth? He resolved to never offend this young girl in the future.
Yang Ruxin rolled up her undershirt and stuffed it into the mouth of one of the subdued men, "This should smell nice, right?"
That man couldn't help but roll his eyes too. Did this woman not bathe for days? Her undershirt was soaked with sweat mixed with the scent of rouge, which was even worse than the socks.