The shadow of almost having her scalp ripped off once again surrounded the woman, making her unable to suppress a scream, causing Xu Ke, who had just closed his eyes, to open them again and look discontentedly at the one-sided beating by the man.
The woman, like a ragged doll, was held by the man, unable to resist. The man's fists and slaps fell one after another on her body. No matter how she screamed, no one in the cabin stood up to speak for her. Even her colleagues only watched from afar, either averting their gaze in discomfort or showing some sympathy, but no one was willing to extend a helping hand.
The woman's sight fell on Xu Ke among the many people, and as if sensing something, Xu Ke opened his eyes and looked in her direction.
He could see the light in her eyes gradually dimming, like a broken doll. Meanwhile, the man hadn't stopped his violence and even uttered filthy words.
