Zhao Tangtang tugged at his sleeves nervously. As the saying goes, you're not afraid of god-like opponents, but you're afraid of pig-like teammates. It's really true.

"We were just putting on a show for you to relax, do you believe it?"

However, the guards were obviously skeptical of their statements, their eyes revealed distrust, and they began to move forward, preparing to take these "suspicious elements" away.

Even in this situation, they can still chat and laugh happily, which is really amazing.

[The sky is vast, the sea is boundless, who is my bride? ]

[The person above, are you on a different channel? This is a weird, bah, entertainment live broadcast room, please get out of here.]

[Now their mentality has become so strong that no one can defeat them.]

[I guess I've encountered this kind of thing so often that I've become numb to it and therefore dismissive.]

"What should I do? What should I do now?"

Zhao Tangtang asked nervously, her voice trembling, her hands clenched into fists, and beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

"Don't panic, we still have a chance."

Jiang Zhiyuan calmly analyzed the situation. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as she quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for a possible escape route.

Before she finished her words, she had already flashed and rushed into the middle of the guards.

The wooden board in her hand seemed to be given life, and she swung it towards the nearest guard with lightning speed. With a "bang", the guard fell to the ground.

Jiang Zhiyuan's movements were swift and powerful, and every move revealed the traces of her long-term training.

Seeing this, Sister Xu and Zhao Tangtang no longer hesitated. They picked up the chairs and wooden sticks next to them and smashed them at the other guard.

Although their strength was not as great as Jiang Zhiyuan's, they were decisive and unexpected, catching the guards off guard.

Although Director Wang and the young assistant were afraid, they plucked up the courage to join the battle when they saw the two ladies took the lead.

They used the debris around them as weapons. Although their movements were clumsy, they were trying their best to resist.

In the end, this group of guards were no match for Jiang Zhiyuan and the others. They were all quickly knocked to the ground by her, and everyone took the opportunity to escape from this dangerous place.

They had just walked into an empty room and quickly locked the door, only to see a tied-up person inside the room.

That person was exactly the one they had been looking for, but seeing his current state, it was obvious that he had been "tortured".

Everyone felt very puzzled, so a group of people surrounded him and looked down at him.

The man trembled with fear, thinking that this group of people were coming to beat him again. He tried to curl up his body and crawl backwards like a caterpillar.

And this group of people is simply sick, moving along with his movements.

He spat out the white cloth in his mouth easily and cursed at several people in a low voice.

"Fuck, are you guys crazy? Why do you move when I move? If you want to hit me, just hit me. Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

The man's nose and eyes were swollen, his hair was a mess, and his clothes were torn to tatters. He looked like a decent man who had suffered a lot of grievances.

The five people, who were obviously not easy to get along with, surrounded him and looked down at him.

At the same time, he showed a meaningful smile, exactly like the villain on TV.

The man felt uneasy when they stared at him. He thought it would be better for this group of people to beat him up directly instead of suffering from mental torture now.

"Why are you tied up here? Aren't you in the same group with them?"

“They have absolutely no professional ethics and can’t even do something as simple as stuffing the sackcloth!

And you too, can you please respect his profession and not openly fear that he will slap him in the face? "

"You came here for something? Don't these people know you?"

"You're not from the same group, so why did you choose the same place? Is that giant panda real or fake?"

"You look so disgusting now. What's the secret to becoming so ugly? Let me take my eye off the ball."

“…”

Five people gathered around him and started chattering, while the person in the middle couldn't even get a word in.

He was just about to say a word when other people started asking questions one after another.

Oh my god, have these five people really opened up? Questions are coming one after another. If I were a man, I'd probably be completely stunned.

[Even if you are not a man, that man was also stunned on the spot.

From his puzzled look, I could tell they were sick!

[Things are getting weirder and weirder now. Why is this person tied up here?

Could it be that, as the previous prophet said, this person and the previous group of people are not the same group at all?】

[Interesting, really too interesting. I can't wait to know the ending of the story.]

"Why isn't he talking? Has he been poisoned and silenced?

Or maybe he's just a loner and doesn't like to talk. Maybe, if he has that kind of personality, he wouldn't do something like this."

Jiang Zhiyuan touched her chin and stepped her other foot directly onto the small stool next to her, looking like a real female hooligan.

"Maybe he is aloof and quiet by nature?"

Zhao Tangtang was in the same posture, but her expression was even more obscene.

The two of them were like rogue female bandits who robbed men of their status in broad daylight.

The expression and posture were so unbearable to look at that Director Wang couldn't bear to watch it and just coughed.

They both looked at him in unison, while Sister Xu continued to lower her head in silence.

At this time, the young assistant was already hugging herself in fear, fearing that her innocence would be in jeopardy.

"Director Wang, is your throat uncomfortable?"

Jiang Zhiyuan asked in confusion. He had been with Director Wang for such a long time and had never heard that he had any throat disease?

Could it be that he is out of breath because he is old and has been running for such a long time?

That shouldn't be the case. He didn't cough the last time we climbed the mountain. It must be because there's too much dust here, so he's coughing a little.

Her thoughts turned around 18 times in her mind, but she couldn't come to a conclusion. She could only continue asking.

"Director Wang, could it be that there's something different in the air here that's causing you to become mute as well?"

Director Wang ignored them and the two continued coughing.

The two people continued to ask questions.

"If your throat is uncomfortable, you can go out and buy some medicine. Why are you pretending in front of us?

We won’t feel sorry for you because you’re not a handsome guy.”

Zhao Tangtang, a straightforward person, spoke directly from his heart.

To be honest, if the hottest young star looked at her like this, she would probably be more sympathetic and hand him the water in her backpack.

But unfortunately, the person opposite him was a fat middle-aged man, and he instantly lost interest in this matter.