"No," Qiao Yiyi replied.
The thug immediately stretched out his hand and slapped her face!
This slap made Qiao Yiyi's face numb.
There was also a sweet and fishy smell in her mouth. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The mask on his face was slanted.
However, no one in this family was interested in her face under the mask. They just stared at her.
Qiao Yiyi knelt on the ground, one of her cheeks swollen. She looked extremely embarrassed.
Both her hands were trembling. She was in so much pain that she couldn't exert any strength, but her hands still held on to the ginseng tightly and didn't let go.
At this time, the stubbornness in her bones also appeared.
For this ginseng, she had already come this far. She would rather die than hand it over!
She narrowed her eyes and stared at the ground.
The thug stepped forward again."Are you giving it to me or not?"