Ye Chunxiao's lips quivered as her body trembled like leaves ruthlessly blown down by the autumn wind.
Zhou Xitong didn't hear the truth from her mouth, but she understood the truth from Ye Chunxiao's response.
How disgusting, to use such means to mess with her.
Zhou Xitong looked at Brother Li, "Teach her a lesson, let her know that one can't be too despicable."
"No, please don't."
"Xitong, I beg you, for the sake of us being classmates..."
Ye Chunxiao wanted to say more, but her mouth was gagged by a smelly, rotten cloth.
Brother Li signalled, and several thugs cornered Ye Chunxiao and started punching and kicking her.
These people were experienced, they chose to hit places that had more flesh and were less prone to cause serious injury.
But it hurt exceptionally.
Ye Chunxiao bent over, tears streaming down her face, but all her screams were muffled.
Zhou Xitong, with her hands on her hips, watched with interest for a while before she called a stop.
