Chen Mo was acting intentionally, knowing that snapping at this moment wouldn't serve any purpose.
Even if he killed these people, he still wouldn't be able to get out, so he had to make use of his unique talents.
After continuous battles, Chen Mo still stood tall, which set him apart from other men – he was completely controlled.
"Where are they? No more? So this is your idea of torture?"
He noticed a break in the pattern, as ten minutes had passed since the third group of women left and no one had come in. He called out a few times, facing the camera in the room, aware that someone was watching – that was the whole point.
However, just then, another door opened, and a tall woman entered.
This woman was different from the previous ones. She had an excellent figure, fitting Western beauty ideals like a goddess, dressed in a bikini with towering breasts and long legs, and her brown hair fell in large waves. She swayed her hips as she walked toward Chen Mo.
