He walked down the stairs step by step, his gaze sweeping over the few people in the lower cabin before falling on Xu Xia's face.
Her face still had dried bloodstains, her hair was clumped into strands by the blood, her hands and body bound with ropes, and her short T-shirt was lifted to reveal a waist already reddened by the ropes.
Their eyes met, and seeing the obvious moisture in her eyes, Leng Zirui's heart clenched tightly with pain.
"Take it out!" Leng Zirui growled, "Take the gun out of her mouth!"
"Tsk tsk! Hero saves beauty, how touching!" Allen clicked his tongue lightly, but deliberately pushed the gun harder into Xu Xia's mouth, "I just like it this way, what can you do?!"
Meanwhile, a subordinate quickly came over to search Leng Zirui.
Leng Zirui grabbed the man's arm, twisted it forcefully, and slammed him down in front of himself, stepping on his back, gripping his hand tightly, exerting so much force that the man's bones creaked and he screamed like a pig.
