C253 Farewell to fishing village

Zhang Jiahui ignored the sand on the ground as she half bent her legs and sat on the ground. Her shocked and angry expression gradually calmed down. Just as she was about to stand up, she saw four men blocking her path. The smell of men coming from her half-squatting body made her stifle her breath, and her heartbeat, which had slowed down with great difficulty, involuntarily quickened