"What are you looking at?
"Can't you concentrate when you're being beaten up?"
A young man punched Sean in the chest.
Sean tucked in his head slightly but looked up and stared at Quill's feet.
Quill had pulled Willow out of the enclosed room.
However, the desired position was still a little far away.
Sean wanted Quill to step forward some more.
However, as if knowing Sean's ideas, Quill stood at the door.
"Come on! Take a good look! Look at this loser! Hahaha!"
Quill took Willow by the hair and yanked it.
It was so painful that Willow had to lift her head and look in Sean's direction.
Still standing, Sean was mobbed by the bald and burly man and the rest.
Sean could have taken care of them easily.
However, since Quill had Willow hostage, Sean could only hold it all in.
"Sean, I don't know how a loser like you managed to beat us. Huh?
"How did a worthless loser like you beat us?
"But do you think you've won?
"Then why are you looking like a dog in front of me now?"
Quill's eyes were full of madness, and he looked even more demented.
You could only say that Quill had lost his mind.
He had nothing on his mind, just wanting Sean and Willow to get the worst punishment possible.
He was deliberately humiliating Sean and Willow, which was the most satisfying revenge in his mind.
"Hehe, endure it slowly.
"I'll have my way with her slowly!"
Quill chuckled as he grabbed Willow by the shoulder and yanked.
The tear on the already torn garment made a bigger rip.
More of Willow's skin showed too.
"You b*stard!"
Willow struggled.
However, the more she struggled, the more her dress tore. In the end, she had to hold on to the tear to stop Quill from ripping it.
"I didn't think you were a man.
"Now I know you're not even human. You animal!"
Sean fended off a punch while his arm instantly attacked.
Boom! Crack!
Bone cracking rang, followed by a pig-like shriek from the young man whose wrist had been seized.
Sean grabbed his wrist with one hand and twisted it.
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