"So what if it is? Don't think I'll submit to you!"
The phone's battery fell out after being thrown, Ji Wei trembled, her body pressed tightly against the cold tiles, gripping the hairdryer tightly, she encouraged herself in her heart: "Leng Yan will come soon, he will come to save me."
But her legs were still very weak. Especially now as the drug's effects were already kicking in, she wasn't sure if she could last three minutes.
"Alright, you bitch, you really don't want to obey me."
Zhou Boliang suddenly became furious, reaching out with his hairy hand to grab Ji Wei. Ji Wei retreated, using the hairdryer to protect herself, the scorching wind immediately burned Zhou Boliang's hand.
He cried out in pain, his anger increasing, he forcefully pulled the hairdryer's power cord, narrowing his eyes with a cold smile:
