"Wait outside."
Wang Hai ordered the staff outside coldly. He turned to look at the pitiful Ji Xue and an evil thought suddenly rose in his heart. "You want a bank card? Take it from my pocket."
Ji Xue's hand trembled. She tentatively reached into his pocket, but he grabbed her wrist with such strength that she couldn't help but cry out in pain.
However, the pain on her face undoubtedly aroused the man's desire to torture her. Wang Hai smiled evilly and raised his eyebrows as he ordered, "Kneel down and take the bank card out of my pocket with your mouth."
"W-What did you say?" Ji Xue blinked as if she did not understand what he meant.
Wang Hai didn't have much patience. He sneered and said, "I don't want to repeat myself."