Gu Rou had a smug smile on her face. She crossed her arms and stood beside the iron cage. She looked at Gu Man in amusement. "If you beg for mercy now, I might let you off."
Gu Man stared at Gu Rou's face and smiled. Even if she begged for mercy now, Gu Rou would probably not let her go.
Therefore, Gu Man did not look at Gu Rou too much. Instead, she sized up the men standing in the cage. Those men stood there solemnly and looked well-trained. Even though they were standing in the cage, their faces were expressionless.
The muscles wrapped in the black suit had a faint silhouette. It was obvious that they trained often.
Gu Man looked around for suitable tools, but she realized that there were no tools in the iron cage. She could only face these people bare-handed.
She sighed and felt that it was very tricky. She moved her wrist, but this action was a blatant provocation in Gu Rou's eyes.
