In an abandoned factory, a camera was set up, with three lecherous-looking bruisers standing next to it. The driver was nowhere to be seen, and it seemed like everyone inside were tough guys, acting as if they were dead set on preventing Josefina from making a break for it.
The men ogled Josefina, with looks of approval on their faces.
"Man, this chick is hot - she's got curves in all the right places, a real knockout."
"Let's get this show on the road, I'd die happy on her."
"Are we all going in together, or taking turns?"
"This lady's got some spice. She's probably pretending she can't handle us all at once, huh? Let's go one by one."
The three guys were all fired up discussing their plans, treating Josefina as if she was just a piece of meat on the chopping block.
The simple outfit of a T-shirt and jeans on Josefina couldn't hide her rocking bod. With a cool look in her eyes, she slightly pursed her red lips and spoke, "Who sent you guys?"
The leader, with a dagger in his hand, clearly didn't take Josefina seriously. "When you're on your last breath, I'll tell you."
He slammed the sharp dagger into the table and said to the others, "Hurry up."
The three men moved towards Josefina, encircling her with lustful and greedy eyes. A bunch of onlookers stood to the side, just there to watch the spectacle of Josefina being humiliated.
One of the men reached out with his big hand, but Josefina grabbed him in a swift move, breaking his arm with a harsh twist - the sound of snapping bones echoed in the air. Quick as lightning, she kicked between another guy's legs, sending him rolling on the ground in agony.
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