"Ah, spare me, please."
"Old Master Zhang, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, sob sob sob, don't touch me."
"Ah."
Zhang Jian had only left for a short while when the room immediately echoed with the chilling screams of torment.
Zhang Jian knew that the despicable old man had some strange hobbies; he most enjoyed listening to women's screams and used various methods to torture them. With Lu Qian falling into his hands, even if she was ruined, she had still spent a good time with him. To think that Zhang Bolong, that old bastard, would still lay hands on Lu Qian; what if in the future when Zhang Jian took a wife, wouldn't Zhang Bolong have designs on her too?
"This damn old coot."
Zhang Jian glanced back at the villa with a murderous look in his eyes, but remembering the cruel methods of his father, he shivered and hurriedly left in haste.
Leaving the mansion, he got into a Mercedes-Benz GLS SUV.
The phone rang.
It was from his trusted aide, Big Gold Teeth.
