"Do you think I would be afraid of you? No way would I be such a coward! Let me tell you, I'm not scared!" Yang Xiaoyu still wore a vicious expression as she coldly spoke to the demon.
"Oh, really? Then let me see just how much pressure your mind can withstand!" As soon as the words were spoken, a few people came in from outside, each holding someone.
And those who were brought in were none other than Yang Xiaoyu's father, mother, brother, sister-in-law, and her brother's three children.
"What do you want to do?" Yang Lao went completely insane, struggling wildly.
"Dad, Xiaoyu, what on earth is going on? Who is this person, why are we being captured, what exactly does he want?" Yang Xiaoyu's father entered the room, looking at the two of them in disbelief and asking.
The demon made a gesture, gasoline was poured onto Yang Xiaoyu's father, and a lighter was lit.
What happened next was predictable.
