This damn bastard! He spoke as if assaulting her was some kind of divine blessing for her.
Tian Zhaocong, after wrapping a towel around the knife wound on his right hand, gathered his strength and lunged at Song Binbin. He thought he was a man, and she was a woman, with an inherent difference in physical strength. Besides, he had never heard of her practicing any self-defense skills, so he was confident he could overpower her.
As he was rushing towards her like a lecherous wolf, a sudden 'click' sound came from the side.
Song Binbin seized the moment of his surprise and hesitation to dodge his grasp and quickly moved to a safe distance.
At the same time, two big, burly men emerged from the corner. Without much effort, they lifted Tian Zhaocong like an eagle grabbing a chick.
"Who are you? What do you want! Don't you know who I am?" Tian Zhaocong, never having been treated with such humiliation before, yelled in anger, his face flushed with rage.
