She looked at the frightened expression on Su Rourou's face with satisfaction, patted her cheek and said with a smile: "But, for the sake of my classmates for so many years, I'll let you make this choice yourself!"
"After you drink this glass of water, the child in your belly will be... hahahaha! You choose, should you protect yourself first, or protect your child first?" As she spoke, she held the glass of water in front of her eyes again. Shaking around, there was a cold light in his eyes, "How about it, I have a little friendship with you, right?"
Su Rourou's hands were clenched tightly, and the hemp rope had drawn several red marks on her fair wrist.
She closed her eyes: "I won't drink this glass of water..."
"Hahaha, what a great mother's love!" An Yirou put the glass of water on the table beside her, and then gestured to the group of men who were about to move, "Come on, can't you all wait?"
The group of men couldn't hold back already, and if they were provoked by her like this, they wished they could jump on them.
Su Rourou didn't dare to open her eyes, but she could still feel a group of dark shadows approaching her in her vision. In the ears, there are unbearable obscenities and extremely obscene laughter.
"Why don't I also record a video, and then... send it to your brother Yichen?" An Yirou took out her phone and pointed the camera at Su Rourou.
Just when Su Rourou was almost in despair, outside the door... there was a sound of kicking the door. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of iron hitting the door panel.
A group of people had to stop and looked outside the door. This place is very remote, and it has been abandoned for a long time, and no one usually comes here.
In the next second, the iron gate was completely broken open. A glare of sunlight came in from outside the door, causing several people in the room to squint their eyes...
Amidst the light, a group of men in black tights rushed in. They all looked well-trained, and what they were holding... was a gun.
The group of people invited by An Yirou looked at the knife in their hands, and immediately realized the gap between them and the other party. They dropped their knives one after another and fell to their knees on the ground.
"Don't... don't shoot! It's her... this woman ordered us to do this!"
An Yirou trembled with fright, and also fell to her knees on the ground with a plop.
The group of men in black didn't speak, just maintained their previous posture and pointed their guns at them.
At this time, a tall and straight man slowly walked out from behind them. There was a cold chill exuding from his body, and a pair of sinister eyes seemed to be able to pierce a person's heart.
"Young Master Gu, what are we going to do with them now?" The leading man in black said to him respectfully.
"Gu Mochen!" After seeing the person clearly, hope rekindled in An Yirou's eyes, and she stumbled forward and hugged his leg, "That woman is pregnant with Luo Yichen's child! Could it be that you Don't you want revenge?"
Gu Mochen gave her a cold look, and kicked her away: "Who are you? How dare you touch me? Who gave you the guts?"
An Yirou struggled to sit up from the ground, kneeled all the way back to his feet. This time, he didn't even dare to raise his head, just looked at his black leather shoes and said, "Our purpose is the same... how about we cooperate..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Gu Mochen kicked her away again: "Cooperate? Why do you cooperate with me? With your lowly status?"