The twisted mind of a pervert is unfathomable to normal people.
Lin Chu's face began to pale, and she struggled violently, unable to suppress the fear that overwhelmed her.
She almost screamed, "Get away, don't touch me!"
In the cramped space, the girl struggled desperately, her head hitting the car door, making a particularly noticeable noise.
The excited pervert driver held the girl's legs, feigning concern as he said, "Didn't Uncle say he wouldn't kill anyone? What's there to be afraid of? It must've hurt, right? Here, let Uncle massage it for you."
The sweater was torn apart.
Lin Chu's body trembled uncontrollably, tears of terror gushed from her eyes, her taut nerves breaking, "If I don't die, I'll kill you tomorrow!"
In that moment of desperation, she touched a cold, hard object. No matter what it was, she just wanted to smash it against the man's head with all her strength.
"Fuck!" The perverted driver clutched his bleeding forehead.
