It sounded like it was too late. “B * Tch! B * Tch! You want to run? Bah!”
After the bald man spat on the short-haired woman’s face, he gave her a hard slap and then kicked her.
The woman curled up on the ground in pain.
Her only hope was gone. Zhao Pingting collapsed in the iron cage. Her face was pale, like a dead tree.
The voice call was hung up automatically because no one answered for a long time.
A few seconds later, the voice call came again from the quiet air.
The bald man frowned. He picked up the phone on the ground and hung up the voice call. Then, he walked to Zhao Pingting with the phone. “What’s the password?”
Zhao Pingting didn’t say anything.
“What’s the password?”The pervert asked again.
Zhao Pingting still didn’t say anything.
The pervert frowned and the veins on his face bulged. He picked up the steel pipe on the ground and opened the door of the cage. “I’m going to ask you one last time. What’s the password?”