Chapter 85 Injured

My hands were bound behind my back, and my body was folded shrimp-like, with my mouth gagged tightly; I could feel the round object pressing against me from below.

My clothes were torn to shreds, and the man's crude laughter made me feel sick to my stomach.

I struggled desperately, writhing to prevent him from touching me.

The man atop me slapped me viciously, hastily jerking the object beneath him, trying to press it against my softness again; my blood felt like it was about to freeze.

I thought I was done for, but never did I imagine that at the last moment, a huge noise suddenly came from outside the door.

Everyone was startled and looked toward the door; the person pinning me down also straightened up, and they all made their way to the entrance.

Following their gaze, I saw a black jeep crash into the car blocking the entrance.

Smoke billowed from the hood of the vehicle, along with sparks of fire; I barely breathed, and then I saw a tall man step out of the car.