CEO Zhao has been reborn!
She died at a comic convention in the most frustrating way possible, truly died!
The reborn CEO Zhao found the comic convention again and restarted her journe...
Comic conventions are starving!
"Hey Zhao, I can't walk anymore, I'm starving to death."
What's more, he was carrying someone on his back.
Zhao Xiaoyue found an empty room, put Situ Ming on the bed. The bleeding on his arm had stopped, but she still gave it a simple bandage.
She looked at the person on the bed with his eyes closed, her face full of complicated emotions. Why couldn't she feel the same sense of rejection from him?
It actually gives me a sense of security, which is really strange!
"Keep an eye on him, I'm going to find something to eat."
This amphitheater is like a maze. At first, it felt like a snail shell, but the internal structure is like a colosseum. I don't know who built it.
After waiting for about half an hour at the comic convention, Zhao Xiaoyue returned, carrying food in her hands.
He went up to get it, but the man surnamed Zhao threw him a dry piece of bread!
A big piece of dry bread!
Who are you trying to choke to death?
In his other hand, he was carrying a jar with a small bowl lid on top.
Zhao Xiaoyue sat on the edge of the bed, carefully removed the bowl, and poured half a bowl of... porridge?
"You, surnamed Zhao, actually have porridge? He's lying down; I'm the one who did the physical labor!"
Zhao Xiaoyue ignored the comic convention, lifted Situ Ming up, pressed on the back of his head, and he woke up.
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes lit up. "Big brother, get up and have some porridge!"
He bent down to help the man up against him, picked up the bowl, and fed him with a spoon, "Eat quickly, you'll have strength after you finish eating!"
Situ Ming had been starving for a long time, eating only once every two or three days, and it was always moldy bread and the like.
He didn't know how he got through it.
At the comic convention, I tapped and touched the porridge bucket. There was still a lot left. My eyes lit up, and I grabbed a spoon. I ate a bite of dry bread and a bite of porridge. My stomach was satisfied, and I finally felt alive again.
Situ Ming drank two bowls before he felt a little stronger.
He stared at the comic convention with hostility, but spoke to Zhao Xiaoyue, "What are you doing here?" Only now did he have the strength to ask this question.
Zhao Xiaoyue was extremely frustrated. "I didn't want to be here either. It all happened by accident. Never mind, let's talk about it once we get out!"
The anime convention staff, sensing the savage's hostility, retorted with a flamboyant flair, "If we hadn't come here, you would have been beyond saving, wouldn't you?"
Situ Ming then took a good look at the foreigner; he had deep-set, three-dimensional features and was of mixed race.
"Don't look at me like that, isn't that right?" Anime Convention even hid behind Zhao Xiaoyue.
Zhao Xiaoyue finished the rest of the porridge; it really didn't taste very good.
"You and the handsome guy wait here at the comic convention, don't go out. I'm going out for a bit."
"What do you want to do?" Situ Ming asked.
Zhao Xiaoyue replied, "To cause some trouble here."
Situ Ming stared at Zhao Xiaoyue, "Find where they keep their animals, and open all the cages."
Both Zhao Xiaoyue and I had the same bright eyes at the comic convention. Oh yeah, I made a mistake in the rush and forgot such a detail.
Zhao Xiaoyue found the place where various animals were kept, opened the cages, and jumped onto the roof beam.
All sorts of animals ran away, with lions, tigers, wolves, and bears being the most numerous.
Then she returned to the room as quickly as possible.
The Colosseum has no surveillance cameras, making it very difficult to find someone. If surveillance cameras were installed, the place could easily be destroyed.
Some people discovered that the Seventh Princess was missing, while others found a body covered by a blanket, and two more bodies hidden behind a rock on the way to the Seventh Princess's room.
They were only able to leave at night, because the Colosseum was in chaos.
The alarm sounded again, and this time everyone in the Colosseum panicked.
This animal runs around and has bitten many people, including fierce lions and tigers.
Gunshots, shouts, cries for help, and curses filled the air, creating a scene of chaos.
You should know that everyone who comes here is rich, the kind of person who has nothing but money, and they all have influence. Among them are quite a few gang leaders.
The arena had arranged thugs and bodyguards to get those big spenders out of the arena as quickly as possible. At this moment, Comic Con, carrying Situ Ming on his back, followed behind Zhao Xiaoyue, mingling in the crowd, cursing as they walked out.
Many people are injured and need treatment, so no one cares who the injured are.
The arena has its own operating model; if it gets exposed in one place, it will simply move to another.
Many people enjoy this thrilling lifestyle, and if politicians disagree, others will push for the Colosseum to open.
So they don't have to worry about having nowhere to go.
The moment they saw blue skies and white clouds again, the anime convention almost brought them to tears.
"You damn electric eel, hurry up and get going, what are you dawdling for?"
"They're here, they're here." The wild man was lifted up and followed Zhao Xiaoyue forward.
After weaving through the crowds and arriving at the bus stop, the three of them finally relaxed once they boarded the bus.
Finally, we escaped the den of iniquity and returned to the hotel.
Zhao Xiaoyue told the anime convention organizers to put Situ Ming on the bed first, and then said, "Electric Eel, go buy some clothes."
He left the convention room immediately; he needed to hurry back to his room to take a shower and change his clothes—he smelled terrible.
Situ Ming wasn't in much better shape. Zhao Xiaoyue fetched a basin of water and quickly wiped Situ Ming's face.
The people lying in the bed are all incredibly thin; they already had several scars, and now they have even more, some deep and some shallow.
Why……
She sighed heavily; the child had suffered so much.
Didn't he claim to be Wen Zhengtian's grandson? How did he end up like this?
Didn't anyone notice he was missing? She hadn't seen him for a long time at Haishi No. 2 Middle School. After having someone check, they found out that he had gone to England as an exchange student after the Chinese New Year that year.
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