The claustrophobic atmosphere of this room is enough to make people feel uncomfortable, and there is a feeling of depression that makes it difficult to breathe.
Not to mention that there was a riot inside——
Only this one, or many, it's hard to say yet.
A rough sweep of the room revealed at least seven or eight people. The men were either standing or sitting, and their eyes were all focused on the center of the room.
There lay a girl with long black hair lying face down, her hair was disheveled covering her face, and her dark skirt was torn to pieces.
There were large dark wet marks on the blanket under her, and they were still spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The girl was like a soundless rag doll, paralyzed on the ground motionless, in a state of embarrassment, revealing an aura of despair from the inside out.
The men circled around the girl with a condescending mockery of distaste on their faces.
A man crouched down and roughly grabbed the girl's hair, forcing her to look up.
The girl in the camera only showed a side face, but that face was already red, swollen and bloodshot, bloody and bloody, and the original appearance could not be seen clearly.
The man asked her if she was thinking about it. The girl let out a few breaths from her throat, but she couldn't make a sentence, and she couldn't understand her meaning at all.
Probably impatient to wait, the man slapped the girl on the face again, and said coldly, "Speak up!"
The girl's face was instantly slapped aside, and a little blood oozes from the place where the hair meets the scalp. Her five fingers dug into the carpet, and she opened her mouth again.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
The girl's cries of pain being blocked in her throat were drowned out in the screams of reality.
Mrs. Jiang, who was close to the big screen, pulled her hair hard, and screamed sharply while covering her ears: "Don't, don't let it go! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and don't!"
The surrounding guests were startled by Mrs. Jiang's scream, and subconsciously moved away.
But when they looked at Mrs. Jiang with the light of the big screen, they saw her start scratching her face and neck with her nails.
Mrs. Jiang's carefully groomed nails are a bit long, and they can be used as a weapon to hurt others or herself. After a while, she scratched her face and neck with several shocking bloodstains.
So the people nearby had no choice but to endure the anxiety in their hearts, and went up to hold Mrs. Jiang together.
The rest of the people who were still watching the big screen covered their mouths uncomfortably, and there were bursts of uncontrollable gān vomiting one after another.
Lu Mingxuan looked at the big screen and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.
Jiang Yueli's face was still calm, but no one noticed her clenched hands and the corners of her lips.
The men on the screen seemed to get some pleasure from treating that poor girl, and each of them even had a little smile on their faces.
"If you don't obey, you can stay here for a few more days, and you will be honest after a few days."
"But, will you die if you leave it here?"
"What are you afraid of? If you die, just drag it out and bury it. Isn't that how it used to be?"
"But this one is Miss Jiang's family..."
"Hmph, what kind of eldest lady is this? The couple from Jiang's family cleaned and delivered them to their door. Do you think they really lack such a nanny?"
The men who walked out one after another could not see any respect for human life and the law in their words and deeds, only contempt and contempt for the "lady" on the ground.
Those people walked out of the room arrogantly, and only the girl's painful wailing was left in the quiet room.
"...Help, help....the pain...everyone is fine...come and save me..."
Perhaps it was supported by the strength of the desire to survive. The girl looked up and saw the mobile phone not far away, so she supported her body with her arms and moved forward bit by bit.
But the distance of two or three meters, the destination that can be reached in two steps on weekdays, took the girl a hundred times more time.
A short bloodstain was dragged out behind her, and just looking at it made people feel unbearable pain.
The girl stretched out her hand hard, ten centimeters, five centimeters, two centimeters, one centimeter...
She finally touched the button of the phone.
The girl fell to the ground slumped, but there was obvious joy and hope on her face.
She touched the SOS button with trembling fingertips.
"Hey--"
"...Please help me..."
The phone was hung up.
The girl only made three phone calls in total, because she only had such a tiny bit of strength left.
In addition to the desperate girl herself at that time, the people present also clearly saw how the girl tried to reach out to touch the phone, trying to grasp her last hope, but failed again and again.
The only three successes were cut off by the person on the other end of the phone.
The people in the hall couldn't help but feel worried for this miserable girl, and condemned the person on the other end of the phone who answered the phone but hung up again.
I don't know if the person who played this video did it on purpose, or because the hall fell into a dead silence later, and the voices of the men in front of them were not clear, but then the girl's weak cry for help was like a thunderclap, repeated again and again. The ground struck the hearts of the people, and burned a piece of wilderness into a dead wasteland.
Not to mention that there was a riot inside——
Only this one, or many, it's hard to say yet.
A rough sweep of the room revealed at least seven or eight people. The men were either standing or sitting, and their eyes were all focused on the center of the room.
There lay a girl with long black hair lying face down, her hair was disheveled covering her face, and her dark skirt was torn to pieces.
There were large dark wet marks on the blanket under her, and they were still spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The girl was like a soundless rag doll, paralyzed on the ground motionless, in a state of embarrassment, revealing an aura of despair from the inside out.
The men circled around the girl with a condescending mockery of distaste on their faces.
A man crouched down and roughly grabbed the girl's hair, forcing her to look up.
The girl in the camera only showed a side face, but that face was already red, swollen and bloodshot, bloody and bloody, and the original appearance could not be seen clearly.
The man asked her if she was thinking about it. The girl let out a few breaths from her throat, but she couldn't make a sentence, and she couldn't understand her meaning at all.
Probably impatient to wait, the man slapped the girl on the face again, and said coldly, "Speak up!"
The girl's face was instantly slapped aside, and a little blood oozes from the place where the hair meets the scalp. Her five fingers dug into the carpet, and she opened her mouth again.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
The girl's cries of pain being blocked in her throat were drowned out in the screams of reality.
Mrs. Jiang, who was close to the big screen, pulled her hair hard, and screamed sharply while covering her ears: "Don't, don't let it go! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and don't!"
The surrounding guests were startled by Mrs. Jiang's scream, and subconsciously moved away.
But when they looked at Mrs. Jiang with the light of the big screen, they saw her start scratching her face and neck with her nails.
Mrs. Jiang's carefully groomed nails are a bit long, and they can be used as a weapon to hurt others or herself. After a while, she scratched her face and neck with several shocking bloodstains.
So the people nearby had no choice but to endure the anxiety in their hearts, and went up to hold Mrs. Jiang together.
The rest of the people who were still watching the big screen covered their mouths uncomfortably, and there were bursts of uncontrollable gān vomiting one after another.
Lu Mingxuan looked at the big screen and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.
Jiang Yueli's face was still calm, but no one noticed her clenched hands and the corners of her lips.
The men on the screen seemed to get some pleasure from treating that poor girl, and each of them even had a little smile on their faces.
"If you don't obey, you can stay here for a few more days, and you will be honest after a few days."
"But, will you die if you leave it here?"
"What are you afraid of? If you die, just drag it out and bury it. Isn't that how it used to be?"
"But this one is Miss Jiang's family..."
"Hmph, what kind of eldest lady is this? The couple from Jiang's family cleaned and delivered them to their door. Do you think they really lack such a nanny?"
The men who walked out one after another could not see any respect for human life and the law in their words and deeds, only contempt and contempt for the "lady" on the ground.
Those people walked out of the room arrogantly, and only the girl's painful wailing was left in the quiet room.
"...Help, help....the pain...everyone is fine...come and save me..."
Perhaps it was supported by the strength of the desire to survive. The girl looked up and saw the mobile phone not far away, so she supported her body with her arms and moved forward bit by bit.
But the distance of two or three meters, the destination that can be reached in two steps on weekdays, took the girl a hundred times more time.
A short bloodstain was dragged out behind her, and just looking at it made people feel unbearable pain.
The girl stretched out her hand hard, ten centimeters, five centimeters, two centimeters, one centimeter...
She finally touched the button of the phone.
The girl fell to the ground slumped, but there was obvious joy and hope on her face.
She touched the SOS button with trembling fingertips.
"Hey--"
"...Please help me..."
The phone was hung up.
The girl only made three phone calls in total, because she only had such a tiny bit of strength left.
In addition to the desperate girl herself at that time, the people present also clearly saw how the girl tried to reach out to touch the phone, trying to grasp her last hope, but failed again and again.
The only three successes were cut off by the person on the other end of the phone.
The people in the hall couldn't help but feel worried for this miserable girl, and condemned the person on the other end of the phone who answered the phone but hung up again.
I don't know if the person who played this video did it on purpose, or because the hall fell into a dead silence later, and the voices of the men in front of them were not clear, but then the girl's weak cry for help was like a thunderclap, repeated again and again. The ground struck the hearts of the people, and burned a piece of wilderness into a dead wasteland.
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