No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 695

Elisa was in no rush to go home after leaving the bar. The wind blew lightly around her, and the breeze was cool to

her skin. Suddenly, she didn’t feel like driving anymore. She thought back to the time her father was still alive, and

she started to relax. She strolled around the vicinity of the underground car park. She could see the town’s lights

and hear the traffic on the streets, along with the beeping sounds of the nearby arcade and music blaring through

speakers. The song playing did not stir her heartstrings like the one from before. She did not like the song, so she

walked down another street.

There was no one on the street, and it was dark. She walked to a place where the street lamp did not shine. It was

dark, but Elisa could still see the path in front of her, thanks to the moonlight. Finding such a quiet place to walk in

the bustling city was hard. Elisa felt the sadness melt off her face when the wind gently blew on her.

This street was long and full of turns. She had been here before; she knew that if she kept going to the end, she’d

be able to access the underground car park through a side door. The roads were all connected. She decided to go

back once she finished walking this stretch.

However, as she kept walking, she realized a group of seven to eight people was standing in front. She stopped and

turned around to walk back the way she came. But there was another group of people about ten meters away from

her. She couldn’t see how many people they were, but it looked like a big number. Elisa frowned as she knew

something was wrong. She was surrounded. Even though she couldn’t see clearly, she could feel their leers.

The two groups walked toward her simultaneously. Elisa stood in her spot, unbothered.

The two groups reached her fairly quickly. One of the guys draped his jacket on his body and took a drag of his

cigarette. He swaggered over to Elisa and grinned at her, “Just own up to your fate. You are just unlucky.”

“Did someone hire you? To do what?” Elisa asked indifferently.

The man took another smoke and snuffed it out on the ground. He looked at Elisa’s calm yet beautiful face and

sneered, “To give you a beating and, at the same time, show you pleasure. I’m sure we will be able to satisfy you

with so many of us.”

The men around him guffawed, but Elisa’s expression turned as brittle as ice.

The man was unaware and continued savagely, “We want to gain something out of this as well. We’ll be kind

enough to satisfy you first. Maybe, if you perform well enough, we might lessen our blows. You don’t want to end up

with a swollen face, do you? How about that? Will you listen to our requests?”

The man was the head of the group. He had a green afro and thought he was trendy, but it was outlandish to the

point of people mistaking him as psychotic.

The man took Elisa’s silence as consent and said to her with a smile, “I’m glad you have tact. I don’t want to hurt

your pretty face before we even get started. How about coming with us, pretty lady?”

He reached out a hand.