Hen Meixin screamed in terror.
The black hood over her head was suddenly pulled off by someone.
Hen Meixin instinctively closed her eyes tightly, after a few seconds, she tried to open them and see the scene before her, and she screamed in horror.
"Ah..."
In front of her, the dim, cramped, and narrow room was in an absolutely dreadful state.
Cockroaches and rats were everywhere, and centipedes crawled back and forth in the corners, utterly fearless of humans.
Lai Qinghuan's hands were shackled with iron chains, suspended in the air, her legs dangling, her body covered in bloodstains, and her mouth stuffed with a cloth, unable to make any sound.
Hen Meixin's heart was breaking, struggling frantically, "Let me go! Let me go! Qinghuan, Qinghuan, how are you? My Qinghuan, you goddamned beasts, why are you doing this to my daughter? Do you have any regard for the law?!"
The heart-wrenching cries were full of anger and resentment.
