Qin Wan finished her bowl of gruel under the duress of two blond women and a man holding a gun to her temple, forcing herself to stay calm.
Even to the last bite, she couldn't tell what it tasted like.
Because she wasn't drinking quickly,
it took nearly ten minutes to finish the bowl of porridge.
Not feeling anything unusual in her body, Qin Wan breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Her slender fingers gripping the spoon tightly, Qin Wan handed the bowl to the blond woman in front of her when,
suddenly, she looked up towards the door.
With a surprised yell, she called out, "Mu Shaochen."
Just now, that woman named Mei Li had entered without closing the door behind her.
Her shout reflexively made the two women and the man turn to look at the door.
In that one second, Qin Wan made her move.
Getting up unexpectedly, she kicked at the man's groin next to her.
At the same moment, she threw the bowl at the woman next to her, snatching the handgun from his hand.
