Chapter 1327 - The Mysterious Deskmate (97)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Just then, four people rushed in from the outside, wearing black masks which covered most of their faces. All of them were carrying guns with two of them were carrying rifles.

"No one move! Put your hands up!" one of them shouted.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Han Qiqing looked at each other silently and cooperated obediently.

Mr. Zhang put up his hand slowly, looked around at the jewelry in the store worriedly and his heart tensed up.

Zhang Shuyao also put up her hands, trembling in fear.

"Girl, you were saying that if I don't apologize to you, I won't be able to leave, right?" The man sneered, his rough hand touched Zhang Shuyao's face, boorishly pinching her chin in a forceful manner.

Zhang Shuyao thought her chin was about to be dislocated. It felt so painful that it forced the tears out of her.

"Boohoo… I'm sorry. I was wrong. I'll apologize to you. I beg you to spare me, okay? I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" Zhang Shuyao cried and pleaded for mercy, wanting to get on her knees to beg.

"Apologize? I don't accept it! But you can do something else as an apology." The man licked his lips as a lecherous expression came over his ugly face.

With that said, his hand suddenly clutched Zhang Shuyao's neck, frightening Zhang Shuyao. Then his hand slid down to her breast which he squeezed hard.

Frightened, Zhang Shuyao squirmed and screamed, "No! Don't touch me! You're disgusting! Don't touch me!"

This man was so ugly. How could she let him touch her? He was simply too disgusting. Too disgusting!

Upon hearing the word 'disgusting,' his expression changed. "You dare say that I'm disgusting? You dare say that I'm disgusting? Do you want to see me f*ck you right now?"

While Mr. Zhang was watching his daughter be humiliated, he was also watching anxiously as the masked men stole jewelry.

He secretly gestured to the shop assistant at the counter.

The shop assistant trembled. But she still shifted a step, lifted her leg slightly to press the alarm that would alert the police when a shot rang out. The shop assistant was shot. She fell back against the wall and limply slid down.

Scared witless, Mr. Zhang's legs turned to jelly.

"Want to call the police?" One of the robbers with a rifle came over and put a gun to his head, and laughed. "Mr. Zhang, don't think I don't know that you are the owner of this store. What do you think is more important? Jewelry or your life? I'll give you five seconds to choose."

Mr. Zhang gasped. The other party knew who he was. It seemed that they had made him the target!

"My life is important! My life is important!" He shouted anxiously without waiting for the guy to start counting.

The guy hit his face wickedly, "Very smart!"

The guy who had the head of a buck and the eyes of a rat, suddenly laughed out loud. He pushed Zhang Shuyao to a chair, planted his foot onto the chair, leaned close, and stared at her. Then he looked to Mr. Zhang and said, "Mr. Zhang, I also want to play a game of two choices with you. Do you think your life is more important or is your daughter's life more important?"

Mr. Zhang's face turned pale and his mouth opened.

Zhang Shuyao's shirt was roughly torn open, revealing her bra underneath. It was made of purple lace and looked alluring.

"Slut!" The man slapped her and his large hand wantonly violated her breast.

"Ugh. No… Stop touching me…" Zhang Shuyao's whole body quivered. She struggled vigorously again and took another slap to the face.