Luo Cong was Embarrassed

The man tore apart Luo Cong's clothes. The man moved his hands up and down Luo Cong's body salaciously.

Even though Luo Cong's mind was muddled, his fear instinct kicked in. He had never been in this kind of situation before. He started to struggle, but his mouth was still moving, cursing the man out.

The man chuckled, amused by Luo Cong. He slapped Luo Cong on his face. "Pretty boy, you look like the type who'd rely on others to survive. Make daddy happy, and I'll take good care of you."

The slap was so painful that Luo Cong could barely stand. Luo Cong had indulged in years of debauchery. But he was only a paper tiger. Because of the drugs, Luo Cong couldn't control himself. He raised his fist to punch the man's face.