Boil, Boil, and Boil!

"Be gentle!"

The tug of the clothes and ropes left a bloody mark on her body.

Rong Xuelong scolded unhappily.

"I said, let's discuss this." She looked at the men beside her who were constantly moving their hands and feet. "Untie the ropes and we can do a few more positions. Anyway, there are many of you, and I can't escape."

"Don't worry, I'll tie you up first and let you go later." The man beside her smiled wretchedly. He suddenly picked up a syringe without a needle and poured it into Rong Xuelong's mouth.

Rong Xuelong's heart turned cold!

Even a fool knew what the other party had fed her. Her last hope of survival had also been cut off, so she could only try to calm down and tell herself to enjoy it if she couldn't resist.

The old woman was doing this to control her.

But as arrogant as she was, she would rather lose her reputation than beg like a dog!