In the snow, from time to time, Musk would wave his fists as though practicing some basic boxing skills. On the third floor, another batch of prisoners had arrived, and in this group, a woman resembling Qin Tan was present.
The instant they landed on the third floor, she used her charm and managed to get almost half of the individuals they had been sent with on the third floor under her control.
The only problem was that the third floor temperature continued to drop, and even most of them could not withstand it. At the moment, she only had about four individuals around.
All of them had infatuated looks as they gazed at her; it was as though they lacked their own wills. Even so, she did not seem excited because of this at all; she was on the run. It was obvious that this group that had been sent to the top of the third floor was not on the same level as Musk when he arrived.
