Even Tian, who feared not even death, was now staring in panic at that brother, retreating backward.
Baili Xia felt a tightness in her heart; was Uncle going to interrogate her using this method?
If a girl isn't particularly promiscuous, threatening her honor is indeed a good method.
But seeing it implemented before her eyes, she couldn't bear to watch.
Mu Xiaojiu merely looked quietly at the scene unfolding in front of him, then directly walked to the side and sat down.
That brother extended his large hand, grabbed Tian's arm, and pulled hard.
Tian was still under the effects of anesthesia, powerless to resist, easily pulled back by him.
That brother used both hands simultaneously, like a fighter.
In the blink of an eye, the black coat Tian was wearing had disappeared.
Inside, only a tight black undershirt adhered to her body.
"No, don't, don't do this."
