chapter 188 Do you want to die?

Hibiscus Hotel, 808.

Freya Tang fell limply on the big bed, her head was dizzy, her consciousness was blurred, and she had no power to resist.

Dunn Zhao stood on the carpet, and instead of rushing towards him, he took out a tripod and a high-definition camera from a travel bag.

Having a special liking for photography, he constantly adjusted the angle, striving to fully cover the bed and capture Freya Tang's micro-expressions.

After setting up the camera,...