Chapter 133 Seize Power

• When the black bag over his head was removed, the dazzling lights were piercing his eyes like little daggers, Bai Yong Mong was curled up as he was frightened. He kept his head down, as if he was planting his head into his pants.
• “Stop hitting me, I beg you, stop hitting me!” He yelled as he clutched his head.
• Suddenly, the tip of a glossy red heels were tugged under his chin, then tipped his head upward in a hooking motion. He heard a sweet-sounding voice of a lady, “Who told you that I was going to hit you?”