365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
Even To Removing Clothes

I saw Rose wearing clothes. I felt unwilling and touched her thigh again, then told her that time was still long, there was no need to rush too much.

Rose mischievously gave me a kiss and handed me the spear.

"Follow me, we have to be careful, let's go see." I said.

Rose nodded, gripped the stone axe, and followed me.

I listened to the screams coming from outside the bamboo forest, and brought Rose slowly closer.

"Hide in the grass, don't make a sound." I whispered to him.

“See, that woman looks like your man.” He said your man, he meant that he was from the same country as me.

I nodded and was finally able to see clearly what was happening.

On the grass in front, Zhafira's clothes were ragged camping, her clothes were crushed to pieces, her skin was even clearly visible and covered in blood.

Beside him, a large man was lying on the ground, covering his arm with one hand.

From a distance, some of the Japanese held a gun in their hands, then walked in hearing with a perverted smile!

Rose and I lay on the grass, looking at the situation from a distance.

The big-bodied man was named Sapri, he was a group with Agung. It seems Sapri is protecting Zhafira.

That day the primitive man attacked the camp, Agung took Patricia and handed her over to the Japanese, while apparently fleeing with Zhafira.

The three Japanese men held a gun in their hands, then pointed the gun at Zhafira, smiling pervertedly and saying dirty.

Zhafira was so panicked, she screamed for help, but there was absolutely no way anyone would care about it.

Sapri clutched his arm, his next leg was already broken. Then he fell to the ground, picked up a stone and threw it at one of the Japanese.

The Japanese man was furious, then he punched, kicked Sapri, even took off his pants to urinate, and insulted him as much as he could.

Zhafira was frightened and did not dare to run away seeing the gun pointed at him.

I saw his clear look, my heart felt pity. If at this moment he was afraid, then no one could protect him.

Due to the distance being too far away, I could not hear what that group of Japanese people were saying.

“See, the Julian Sibolangit!” rose said as she pointed at the Japanese man holding the gun.

"How do you know what they're talking about?" I asked.

"I can speak the mouth." Rose looked at me triumphantly.

Looking at her cute look, I couldn't bear to not kiss her. Rose blushed and leaned on me.

My heart feels proud, I never thought I had a female fan! Looks like some know this I worked with was not in vain.

I kept watching the situation there. Sibolangit and several other Japanese began to tear off Zhafira's clothes. Three men held her body, one held two hands, the other two held her legs.

Zhafira struggled desperately, screaming for help, Sapri was unable to even protect himself, despite wanting to help him he could not.

Zhafira's clothes were initially tattered camping, so they were immediately torn by Sibolangit. His upper body was completely exposed, and both of his legs continued to fight back as they were being held back by the two Japanese.

These Japanese are really perverts, they started licking Zhafira's thighs!

Help him or not?

My heart is very upset, even though Zhafira often looks for trouble with me, but whether by heart or logic, I must not let him be abused by the Japanese.

"You want to help her?" Rose asked me, "But the Japanese have guns in their hands!"

"We have to think of a way" I said.

"Quickly, the Japanese will do it, if you wait again, the woman must have been harassed." Said Rose.

I nodded, Zhafira's clothes had been ripped off, her body held back by several men and held in place.

Shit, I was so upset when I saw her, I never even touched her, who let you guys touch her!

I can't stand to see it.

I immediately turned my brain and found a way.

Then I lowered my head to tell Rose. He also agreed and felt my idea was likely to work.