Wang Ye felt his lips were a bit wet.
He opened his eyes and saw a woman feeding him water.
He startled and sprang up to sit, his body suddenly aching with a sour pain.
"You lad, awake now?" The woman flashed a suggestive smile, looking very charming.
She was probably just over thirty, with long black hair tied back at her head, wearing a black tank top that showcased her beautifully defined arm muscles, and her ample chest pushed the neckline of her tank top up high. She had a camouflage jacket tied around her waist, camouflage pants, and army boots on her feet, with an automatic pistol holstered on her thigh.
"I..." Wang Ye tried to speak, but his mouth was in severe pain.
He looked down at himself, wearing only a pair of clean grey trousers, his upper body wrapped in bandages, and his head swathed like a rice dumpling.
"Remember what happened before?" the woman asked.
Wang Ye closed his eyes, and the previous events flashed through his mind.
