Fan Meilin was stupefied by Liao Hong's actions. He knew that this woman was one crazy bitch, but he never knew that this woman was this psychotic. She actually attacked him?
"Meilin, it seems like you do not understand your position," said Liao Hong. Her voice was deadly calm, but something about her tone made Fan Meilin shrink his shoulders. He sensed that there was something amiss; however, with the woman putting all of her strength into making him stay in one place, he couldn't do anything.
"You are hurting me," Fan Meilin gasped in pain when the woman started adding more strength to her grip. He tried to pull his face away from her grasp, but couldn't. All he could do was breathe through his mouth as he tried to adjust to the pain that was coursing through his body. His eyes started to water as he lifted his foot and kicked the woman on the shin. "Liao Hong, have you gone crazy? Just what are you trying to do?"
