C2302 Waiting for Wind to Come

At the foot of the Lo Jia Mountain.

On top of a black Audi, Wang Yan looked through the dark, misty window at the top of the mountain, showing a nervous expression. When the clothes were torn, she didn't feel much pain from torturing her body with her arms, which were covered in wounds and mucus. She was used to disgusting things. Although it was worse than eating shit, she was still used to it