"crash..." The sound of some impatient chain pulling sounded. A moment later, the door was kicked open, and the two figures came in.

in the room, Su Hao regained the position that he had been bound before. In the dark, the conversation began again.

"see if he's dead. Is he still angry?"

"you go and have a look."

"fuck, me again?"

in the swearing voice, the disordered footsteps approached. A few seconds later, a finger was placed on Su Hao's nose.

"there's breath, Tamar. It looks like she's asleep. I said."

"so tough? Can you sleep even after receiving a shock stick and a shock gun? Are you kidding me?...