In My Desperate Time

Chapter 479: Endless Torture

They walk over and handcuff me to a pillar nearby.

Then they begin to tear my clothes.

I cry and struggle desperately. My hands are scratched by the handcuffs. I try to dodge, but they grab me and I am not able to move at all.

The man is strong. He tears my shirt apart in a second.

There is only a piece of underwear under my shirt. I want to cover my breast, but I can't get rid of the handcuffs.

I feel shameful.

I wish I can die at this moment. How can I bear this?

Tears flow down my face.

They drop on the exposed skin. I feel cold.

Frances, where are you?

Do you know that I'm in danger and I really need you?

A man takes out a knife and shake it in front of me. I am scared.

What is he going to do?

sudden, he scratches

flows out from the

on the

Aren't these people used to be in the army? How could they do such

a jar. He scoops out some white powder and put it on my

It hurts.

salt on would is way more

like now, but

do? Will I

might be

of running away. It would be better to die before they

straighten out my thinking, I am not

the pain

long I can

in front are getting more and more

are impatient, but they dare not say anything.

and more wounds appear on my

they can think

powder, and melted

I black out, I will wake up quickly due

and my ears

down the tools in his hands and

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