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Brother Zhuang’s face looked terrible. He hadn’t expected that toying with a woman who threw herself at him could possibly link him to those two grim reapers! This made him very dissatisfied with Fang, and coupled with Fang’s attitude towards Zhou Zhou, his gaze towards Fang got colder and colder.
Fang wasn’t a fool, women are naturally more sensitive than men, and she keenly sensed that Brother Zhuang’s attitude towards her had turned sour, causing her to panic, fearing that he would be angry with her over this.
She thought over what she had just said, but no matter how much she racked her brain, she couldn’t find anything wrong, and slowly doubt crept into her heart—could it be that there was something wrong with those two men?
Upon considering this possibility, Fang became even more terrified. She wanted to tell Brother Zhuang that she had no connection with those men but worried that guessing wrong might backfire on her.
She hesitated for a moment, then slumped towards Brother Zhuang, pressing her full bosom against him, while letting out ambiguous moans, doing her utmost to seduce him.
A flash of disgust crossed Brother Zhuang’s face, and then, he grabbed Fang’s arm and threw her harshly towards the door. Fang screamed as she crashed heavily onto the cold floor.
"Ah—" The sharp scream was long, full of panic and helplessness.
Fang had no clothes on, and in the shock of the fall, she didn’t react at first. After a moment of bewilderment, she suddenly realized she was naked and screamed again in terror. Then, she quickly came to her senses, turned her head towards Brother Zhuang, and pleaded, "Brother... Brother Zhuang... I know I was wrong, please, don’t be angry..."
Brother Zhuang looked at her as if she was trash, his voice was cold, and his eyes were filled with disgust, "If you don’t want to die, get lost!"
Fang hadn’t expected Brother Zhuang to speak to her like that. She stared at him in shock, wanting to ask what had dissatisfied him, but meeting his disgusted eyes, she lost all her courage. She knew very well that if she didn’t leave, Brother Zhuang would truly kill her!
No! She didn’t want to die!
With this thought, Fang endured the severe pain on her body and scrambled towards her clothes.
Her clothes were scattered on the floor. In the heat of the earlier passion with Brother Zhuang, naturally, she hadn’t paid attention, but now she realized all her clothes were torn. To seduce Brother Zhuang, she had been barely dressed, wearing only a short-sleeved cotton T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts.
Even though the style was simple, it perfectly highlighted her exquisite figure, her long legs, and her fair and tender skin. The T-shirt had a long tear in it, and the location was right over her chest. She hurriedly put it on, only to realize the tear was so large that half her bosom was exposed!
Her lace panties were already torn to shreds, utterly unwearable. Fang picked up the shorts, only to discover they were also ripped. Initially, the shorts just covered her buttocks, but now one side seam was torn halfway open, exposing half her buttocks when she wore them.
Fang hesitated for a moment, but decided to plead for herself one more time. She knelt on the ground and crawled towards Brother Zhuang on her knees, her eyes shimmering with tears, her voice pathetic, "Brother Zhuang, give me another chance, I’m willing to do anything!"
This time, Brother Zhuang didn’t even look at her, just coldly spat out a word, "Scram!"
The chill in Brother Zhuang’s voice made Fang shiver. She didn’t dare stay any longer, stood up, one hand covering her chest, the other pulling at her pants, and ran out quickly.
When she left, Zhou Zhou’s corpse was already gone, and the bloodstains had been cleaned up, leaving just a small, dark, wet spot.
As she opened the door, the cold wind rushed in. Once Fang dashed out, she felt the rough pavement under her feet and remembered she had forgotten to put on shoes.
But recalling Brother Zhuang’s demeanor just moments before, she didn’t dare go back inside. She hung her head and walked away, deciding to first return to where she lived.
She had only taken a few steps when she heard a contemptuous snicker behind her. Startled, she instinctively looked back to see who was mocking her. But as soon as she turned her head, a guard said unkindly, "What are you looking at? Still lingering around here for what? Do you want to continue serving us?"