When Tang Zhongwei opened her eyes, her mind was not completely clear. The consequence of overdosing on the drug made her head dizzy, her thinking seemingly frozen. Her whole being felt like a rusted clockwork, her mind creaking and groaning. Fortunately, this state didn't last long, and she quickly snapped out of it.
Looking at the demonic environment around her and the restraints on her body, it was easy to guess what had happened. What Tang Zhongwei didn't anticipate was that such a scenario, seemingly only appearing in TV dramas and movies, would actually happen to her.
"Who are you? Who sent you to capture me? What do you want from me?" Tang Zhongwei looked at the person clearly in charge, sitting surrounded by others, and asked.
"You've got guts, lady, seeing us like this and not only are you not scared, but you ask us questions. How interesting," a man sitting next to Diao Ge jabbed him with an elbow and said mockingly.
