Chapter 153: Starving
On the fourth day, Zhao Xiaoyue and Manzhan were extremely exhausted, as if all their strength had been drained away.
"Mr. Zhao, we are really going to die. Do you think we can go back?"
After a pause, Manzhan said to himself, "I can't go back. I burned your body to ashes."
Zhao Xiaoyue: “!!!”
"You're really burned!"
Comic Exhibition nodded affirmatively, "Burn it!"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "What's wrong with your memory?"
The comic exhibition also had a sad face, "This ghost memory seems to trigger some related memories every time it encounters a scene, but not much."
Zhao Xiaoyue sniffed and asked, "How long can you hold your breath?"
The comic exhibition turned around and asked, "What's wrong? I can only hold my breath for a few minutes."
Zhao Xiaoyue's expression suddenly became serious. "It's over. They released poison gas."
There were tiny air holes on all sides of the dungeon, with wisps of white smoke coming out.
ten minutes later
"Little Moon, I can't hold on any longer." After saying that, he fainted at the comic exhibition.
"Electric eel! Electric eel, wake up!"
The white smoke continued to come out, and Zhao Xiaoyue was sure that this was a very effective smoke illusion.
Then she fainted too.
The third concubine saw someone fainted on the surveillance camera, so she opened the door of the dungeon and walked in.
The bodyguard following behind him tied the man up again with a rope.
"Go find some water and wake them up for me."
Wow!
A bucket of water was poured, and Zhao Xiaoyue and Manzhan woke up immediately.
"Ahem, who is this? So rude!"
Manzhan started cursing after coughing, and the bodyguard next to him punched Manzhan in the stomach.
The pain was so severe that he felt like his intestines were broken and his face turned purple.
God damn, why did you hit him in the stomach? He was already shrunken from hunger, and now he must be rotten.
Zhao Xiaoyue blinked calmly and shook off the water droplets on her face. The boomerang she threw out really hit her body.
In the past, she threw water at others, but now others throw water at her.
Who is this woman? Why does she seem to be wandering around?
"Auntie, who are you? We don't seem to know each other and have no grudges against each other. Why did you tie us up?"
When the comic exhibition recovered, he was furious, "The beautiful lady across the street, I think you are sick, but we don't want your life-saving medicine."
"Or maybe you have presbyopia and can't judge people well, so you arrested us by mistake?"
"Tell me your name, who are you, a piece of onion, a piece of garlic, or a handful of ashes!"
"Look at you, you look boneless. How come you just got off a man's belly? You seem to be a chicken too!"
The third concubine leaning on the chair: "!!!"
"Look, look, it's like it crawled up from the sewer again, twisting and turning."
The third concubine who just sat up: "!!!"
"Yo yo yo, now you've turned into a weasel on sentry duty again."
Xue Fangfei finally couldn't stand it anymore and yelled, "Shut up."
Then he said to the bodyguard: "Break his mouth for me."
Zhao Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and the venomous snake came up again.
When she heard that they were going to fight at the comic convention again, she said directly: "Pretty auntie, can you tell us how we have offended you? That way we can die with a clear conscience."
The third concubine raised her hand slightly, and the bodyguard stopped in front of the comic exhibition.
At this time, Zhao Xiaoyue really didn't have the energy to say any extra words or make any extra movements.
I'm so hungry that I have no strength left.
"She's sweet-mouthed, but she's a little vicious at heart."
"Where do you start talking about this?"
Zhao Xiaoyue pretended not to know, but she had guessed it. It was probably Situ Cheng's mother.
"Do you remember Situ Cheng?" the third concubine said casually.
"I don't know such a person." Zhao Xiaoyue denied.
The third concubine's gloomy face became even more distorted. "It doesn't matter if you don't remember. He is my son, my only hope."
She stood up and slowly walked to Zhao Xiaoyue, staring at her with vicious eyes.
"But you broke my hope. Tell me, should I look for you or kill you?"
The blood-red nails had already dug into Zhao Xiaoyue's neck.
There was a flash of tears in Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes, and she said, "This auntie..."
Xue Fangfei said, "Shut up! Who is the auntie?"
It's true that when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. She quickly bowed her head and said, "Okay, okay, little sister, little sister, is this the way it is? Please calm down first, and we can discuss everything."
The hand around her neck was so tight that she could hardly breathe.
Manzhan yelled and cursed, "You bitch, let her go. If you have anything to say, come to me."
Xue Fangfei sneered, "Don't worry, I will pay you back for what you did to my son."
The bodyguard took out a 20-centimeter sharp steel knife and placed it on a plate, along with a 10-centimeter-long needle and nail-pulling pliers.
A wide variety of tools are available.
The comic convention was horrified. If this were used on the two of them, they would probably be doomed.
Zhao Xiaoyue sneered, "Situ Cheng is your son? Is he that useless piece of shit?"
Just forget it. Why haven't Hou Taotao and the others found this place yet? If it's too late, we'll really die.
A needle pierced directly into Manzhan and Zhao Xiaoyue's hands, penetrating the palm and piercing the back of the hand.
He closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth to endure the piercing pain.
Zhao Xiaoyue seemed to feel nothing. "How about a deal? Let this foreigner go. I have a way to get your son back."
The bodyguard stopped to pierce his other hand.
Xue Fangfei showed disdain on her face, "Oh, the best doctors in the world can't do anything about it, and you can do it?"
"How will you know if you don't try? At least I know who can cure him."
Zhao Xiaoyue spoke with such confidence that Xue Fangfei began to hesitate.
If the town can be cured, there will be hope of inheriting the family property.
Among Situ Kun's sons, apart from the pervert Situ Le, Situ Cheng is the one who has more talent for business.
Situ Kun has always attached great importance to this son, but since this incident happened, he has never even glanced at this son again.
"First, tell me what your solution is."
Xue Fangfei sat back in her chair and stared at Zhao Xiaoyue slowly.
Zhao Xiaoyue finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they could talk, it would be a good thing and it could delay some time.
"Miss, do you know Kunshan?"
After a pause, isn't this the place where Zhao learned martial arts in his previous life? Taoist Zixu can't cure diseases, and he's dead.
Xue Fangfei's eyes flickered. She knew that was the place where Taoist Wuyou lived, but wasn't that old Taoist dead?
Zhao Xiaoyue continued, "Although he is dead, there is a medical book that specifically treats this disease."
"Little girl, when you lie you should tell a reliable lie."
Xue Fangfei didn't quite believe this statement.
"You can send someone to investigate. I'm here with you anyway and I can't escape anywhere." Zhao Xiaoyue kindly reminded.
Xue Fangfei was silent for a few seconds. "Okay, I'll play with you tomorrow. I have plenty of time anyway."
Call ~
Finally left.
"How are you at Comic-Con?"
The manga was sweating profusely, "It's okay, I can still bear it."
This hurts so fucking much.