Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Although she is only a martial arts stand in, she has been able to film in many big groups because her figure is so similar to that of Qu Qingchen. Even in the dim light around her, she recognized that the woman was Qu Qingchen!

When Gu Beihua first sent her in, she thought that her role was to save the real Qu Qingchen as a fake. But now she's going around. How can president Gu send back the man who was so hard to save?

She stood in the same place, her heart beating fast.

One of the two men seemed to be aware of the strange look around him. He turned his head and looked at the girl coldly. His eyes were sharp and cold. "Get out of here."

"Good... Good..." the girl was roared by this voice for a moment. She realized that what she was doing at this moment was really inappropriate, so she was scared and ran out.

When Tan Jing woke up again, the first thing she touched with her fingers was cold and hard. She was so excited by the cold touch that her eyes quickly opened, and there was a gloomy gray in front of her eyes.

She was startled and immediately sat up on her back. Most of the effects of anesthetics have faded. Although the muscles are still sore, free movement is no longer a problem.

Tan Jing opened her eyes and tried to identify everything around her. This is a small room less than two square meters. Under her is a hard bed. At the foot of the bed is a pile of rotten bedding. The walls are all cement gray. Only the corner of the ceiling above her head has a small window.

She almost instantly reacted, and the drowsiness surrounding the original tianlinggai almost disappeared immediately.

This is... Prison!

After realizing this, Tan Jing's knees softened and her back was filled with a crisp coolness. She staggered to her feet, trying to reach for the iron bar on the iron door window, but her body lost its balance at the moment when her buttocks left the bed.

With a bang, Tan Jing hit the wall heavily, but she couldn't lift her hand.

She snorted with pain, and then remembered that her hands had been broken by the people Gu Beihua called. Thinking of this, she looked down at her wrist and saw a very obvious layer of purple bruises.

It seems that Gu Beihua didn't treat her wound.

However, it is true that the goods that have no use value are worthy of his condescending treatment?

With a self mocking smile, Tan Jing struggled to stand up.

Yes, there was no sound in her throat. Now I think the pills Gu Beihua gave her at that time were some kind of special poison, especially for her throat.

Without hands and sound, at least the feet are still there.

Tan Jing gritted her teeth and forced herself to be firm again. She can't give up! Gu Beihua has made her look like this. She must live to revenge!

So Tan Jing leaned against the wall and moved a little towards the iron door. With all her strength, she raised her feet and kicked the door hard.

The prison door was originally made of metal material. When she kicked it, the interlayer in the middle immediately echoed a sharp and harsh sound.

Tan Jing didn't stop, biting her teeth and kicking hard again and again. All she wanted was to go out and expose Gu Beihua's behavior!

Finally, after her persistent kicking for several minutes, some of the prisoners in the next few rooms couldn't sit still. Some of them even joined in, smashing at the door and laughing wildly.

For a moment, the noise in the prison kept rising and falling.

This kind of movement soon alerted the prison guards. After a while, Tan Jing heard a full roar in the corridor, "what's the noise! They all want to rebel, don't they? "