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Struggling was useless. Provoking Guo Xiaoqiang would result not only in a beating but also in inhumane torture.
Meng Ke'er had experienced it deeply!
She lay on the table, her eyes vacant, staring desperately at the ceiling. At this moment, she resembled nothing more than a walking corpse, devoid of emotion, consciousness, and of course, dignity.
Seeing that Meng Ke'er had become compliant, Guo Xiaoqiang turned to the few men and said, "Gentlemen, that's settled it, no need for any of that pretentious human platter nonsense. Just get on with it. You can do whatever as long as she doesn't die, but don't ruin her beautiful face. I still need it to make money for me, hahaha...!"
"Haha... okay, Guo, I've got another meeting soon and I'm in a hurry. I'll go first." The bald boss who had just mocked Guo Xiaoqiang spoke up, lighting a cigarette as he walked towards Meng Ke'er.