NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1120:
"A bunch of women who have been ruined by them can make you trade lives; your life is really cheap!"
Looking at the opponent's fierce eyes, Lin Fan still spoke calmly, "As expected, some people are just trash in the eyes of these young masters. If you look down on yourself, no wonder others think you're cheap."
"You..."
The humiliated man gritted his back teeth.
Looking around at the women kneeling and serving the young masters, he felt a burning pain.
Lin Fan was right; these women were just tools for venting desire in the eyes of these young masters.
No matter how beautiful, smart, or kind they were, it was meaningless.
These young masters only cared about the holes they had and how good they were at pleasing them.
"Why back down, aren't you supposed to risk your life for your master? Then stab right here."
Lin Fan pointed at the location of the heart, sneered, and took a step forward.
"If that's not enough, the neck works too. Kill me then go grab more women, play with a few more. After all, by the time dawn comes, you owe me your life!"
Such an attitude from Lin Fan scared the opponent into retreating repeatedly.
Even though he held the knife himself, he was frightened by a person bound by ropes.
"Go ahead and stab, weren't you quite fierce just now!"
The bodyguard still lying on the ground loudly mocked the opponent.
He would never risk his life for those loose women.
After all, only by living can he continue playing with women; if he dies, he can't play with anything.
"I... I... I don't dare either!"
Ultimately, the bodyguard holding the knife looked at Wang Yaoyang with grievance.
One word could determine his fate, which he absolutely couldn't accept.
"You two wastes... really are wastes... how did I raise such a bunch of dogs!"
Gazing at the two cowardly bodyguards, Wang Yaoyang angrily kicked and punched them.
The two who conveniently fell to the ground played the rogue, refusing to get up no matter what.
"Wang Yaoyang, now you know what it means for trash to raise trash, huh? In the end, you're just one of the trash too!"
Lin Fan snorted coldly, his gaze drifting to the middle stage.
Two sleazy men had already started walking towards Zhang Xiaoxiao; their greedy eyes proved they were ready.
As for Zhang Xiaoxiao, she was twisting her body constantly, as if drugged. She didn't seem scared but rather uncomfortable.
Especially her once fair skin, now slightly flushed, clearly showing signs of heat.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan knew he couldn't wait any longer, but the rope binding his hands was the biggest obstacle.
He wanted to untie it, but the dagger was in the opponent's hand.
"Bastard, you dare mock me!"
Wang Yaoyang, his mind clouded by the contraband, gritted his back teeth.
He reached and snatched the golden dagger from the bodyguard's hand and directly drew the blade.
The sharp blade glittered with cold light under the dim lighting; he was utterly mad now.
"I'm laughing at you, you gutless waste! You willingly came to me, so what can you do to me? If you have the guts, attack me."
Lin Fan slowly raised his hand, knowing his plan was dangerous, and if failed, he would die.
But there was joy in this, because if he won the gamble, not only would he save Zhang Xiaoxiao, but also erase Wang Yaoyang from this world completely. It would all be worth it!