The woman in front of them was very beautiful, her smile was seductive, and her voice was alluring.
But the two Prison Chiefs only felt a chill down their spines.
Every word the woman said was familiar to them, but when combined, it felt like the ravings of a lunatic, completely incomprehensible.
It felt even more disturbing than facing Gong Qi before.
"Bleh—"
Two pieces of blackened severed tongues fell from their mouths, landing on the leather sofa with a dull "thud."
Red Dragonfly picked up the two pieces of tongue and stared at them for a while.
The cut on the tongues was very smooth, and there was a layer of white ointment on them, emitting a faint medicinal smell, presumably a hemostatic and pain-relieving ointment.
"The person who packed you two up was quite thoughtful."
Red Dragonfly tossed away the tongues, licked her own lips, her smile becoming more dangerous and enticing.
The two Prison Chiefs made a muffled sound: "..."
