Xia Ranran felt only a severe headache. Her brain seemed to be torn by tens of millions of insects. The pain slowed her breathing.

"Take off her clothes."

When the man's hegemonic and powerful command fell, Xia Ranran felt someone picking her clothes and pulling a few buttons off her jacket.

The clavicle shoulder was blown by the cold wind. The cold touch made Xia Ran wake up immediately.

She strenuously opened her eyes and grabbed the hand that pulled her clothes. "No."

When you open your eyes, you will see a neat row of bookshelves, as well as a lot of pistols, rigorous and solemn decoration, which gives you...