"Let go!" Sang Huihui gritted her teeth. She tried to forget the pain on her wrist and drank.

The man let go of Sang Huihui, but next second he threw her down on the bed with a straight punch, pulled open her collar and walked forward with a joke.

Lei Zihan stared at the man approaching Sang Huihui. The sharp knife of her neck slightly moved down because of the woman's distress. She took advantage of this opportunity to shrink sharply and fall back. Meanwhile, she flew up along the bed with one hand and buckled down to the woman's left shoulder behind her.

Apparently the woman holding the knife...