The world before my eyes was as if someone had pulled away the veil that had been obscuring it, transforming from a frosted glass to high-definition tempered glass.,She lowered her head to look at the source of the tugging sensation in her waist—a very thick hemp rope. It was this rope that held her body, like a grasshopper tied to others, together with other women with unkempt hair and varied ages.,Shen Tang raised her hand to cover her slightly throbbing stomach. Hunger made her constantly secrete saliva.。