Tang Yuyan was pulled out, and she was covered in blood. The cold and the pulling did not wake her — she was just too weak. 

The two CIA agents threw her on the snow. Her face came in contact with the icy snow and her eyelid moved, but she did not open her eyes.  

Gu Kewen spoke again. “Don’t be put off by the fact that she’s dirty, fellas. She’s a known beauty. I wouldn’t give you guys this chance if I were a man.” 

Two Special Forces black men from the Marines smiled vulgar smiles. They looked eager. 

“Enough!” Xia Lei said angrily, “Gu Kewen, you’ve captured me. I’ll go with you, so let Tang Yuyan go! 

“Heheheh…” Gu Kewen giggled like a schoolgirl. “Are you begging me, Xia Lei?” 

Xia Lei gritted his teeth. “Yes, I am.” 

Gu Kewen’s voice grew cold. “You call that begging?” 

“What do you want?” 

Gu Kewen shouted at Xia Lei, “Kneel!” 

Anger burned in Xia Lei’s heart and he wanted nothing more than to wring Gu Kewen’s neck, but he thought of Tang Yuyan, and he bent his knees. 

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