Prisoner

Luo Chen casually threw the woman to the ground. The three of them looked disheveled, completely different from how they looked when they first appeared.

"Cough cough…"

The woman, who had long stopped breathing, finally recovered a little. She lay on the ground, and the hat that had been covering her face finally slipped off.

When Luo Chen saw her face, he was indeed stunned.

He really did not expect such a ruthless woman to be a young woman in her early twenties.

Moreover, she had a beautiful face. If she changed her clothes and appeared in other places, it would not feel strange to say that she was a university student who had yet to graduate.

The woman's face was pale, and her lips were bloodless. She looked a little pitiful.

Any man who saw such a woman would inevitably be soft-hearted.

Except for Luo Chen.

Because he could tell at a glance that the woman's attitude was definitely fake.