Long Xingkui's eyes were red, but she knew that resistance was futile.
The cold scalpel gently tapped on Long Xingkui's cheek, yet the sharp side of the scalpel did not cut into Long Xingkui's face.
"Little Liangliang, I want to ruin her face, do you agree?"
Lu Xiaoyou suddenly threw the question to Long Xiliang.
Long Xiliang stood at a slanted position at the back, he never took a step closer towards Long Xingkui.
"Do as you please." The man spoke, his voice cold, his indifferent voice turned into an invisible hand, fiercely tearing at Long Xingkui's heart!
And his gaze fell on the hand of Lu Xiaoyou holding the scalpel, he added:
"Let the servants do it." No need to dirty Lu Xiaoyou's hands.
"She staged a fake assault, and except for being molested, she wasn't actually violated. I want to grab a few people from the Rhode Island prison who have sexually transmitted diseases to gang-rape her, Little Liangliang, is that okay?"
