The middle-aged man had just finished forcing the three women onto the camels when they began to struggle and warn him.
"Don't celebrate just yet!" one of them shouted. "We believe Brother Zhao Rong will definitely save us!"
Miss Lili spat in the man's face. "Go to hell!" she snarled, clenching her teeth. "Brother Zhao Rong will never let you get away with this!"
Beauty Yu Lan glared at him fiercely. "You're celebrating far too soon! The three of us know that Brother Zhao Rong will come to our rescue!"
Beauty Xuelian's voice was the loudest. "Brother Zhao Rong, can't you see this man bullying us? Hurry up and come get us!"
Watching their struggles, the middle-aged man smirked lecherously. "You three are all beauty and no brains, aren't you? Haven't I already told you? Your so-called Brother Zhao Rong is already dead. If you don't believe me, you can wait and collect his corpse."
