After the divorce, the scumbag actor went to the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

Sheng Ningyue, who had no idea that Zhong Nuo had spread rumors, promptly pushed away Zhang Moxin, who was getting more and more sticky, and said solemnly: "Just now is a free trial service given by our store. I not only know this, but also customize it according to the needs of customers. Continue to try Do you want to try?"

"Ang? Are you talking too much?" Zhang Moxin opened his mouth dully, and asked with a strange accent.

"I'm talking—bah!" Sheng Ningyue was led astray by him, and immediately corrected his pronunciation back to normal Mandarin, "I said, there is a fee for the soothing skill just now."

Zhang Mo pursed his lips, his dream was shattered and said: "Don't try it, so you are not the little fairy who saved me, you are the capitalist who is going to cut my leeks!"

"..." Sheng Ningyue was dumb for a moment, raised her chin and said, "The consolation service just now will be deducted from your next month's salary~"

"You just said it was a free trial service?" Zhang Moxin doubted life.

Sheng Ningyue said briefly, "It's free if you sign up for the official service, but it's unavoidable if you don't sign up. The one just now, eighty!" The boy made an eighth, his fingertips were covered by a halo, and they were bright white.

"You think you're Huang Dahammer, and you'll be [-] with one blow! QAQ——" Zhang Mo was no longer anxious, he just wanted tonight's start to be as exciting as possible.

In just one day, it was fleeting, and when night fell, the crew brought four glasses of mixed water to the guests.

"What is this?" Sheng Ningyue had an ominous premonition.

The staff smiled strangely, handed the water glass to his lips, and said quietly: "It's okay, drink it."

Seeing this expression and this movement, Sheng Ningyue suddenly thought out a sentence, "Da Lang, it's time to drink the medicine."

Sheng Ningyue backed away again and again, almost bumping into Gu Sichen behind him, and waved his hands in a daze: "No, no, Da Lang, don't drink!!"

"..." The staff had a black line, "It's just a little anesthesia and sleeping, don't worry, I have consulted with professionals, the dosage is within the acceptable safety range, and there is no harm to the body."

Sheng Ningyue believed Zhang Moxin's words, and the start was really exciting.

After an unknown amount of time, it sounded like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, buzzing in his ears.

The sound of the bell quickly invaded his adrenaline along the nerve line, and Sheng Ningyue's heartbeat became more and more violent, as if his eyes were covered by a fog, and he couldn't open them no matter how hard he struggled.

After another loud noise, the strong sense of weightlessness was like raging vines, strangled his throat, and dragged him down until he fell into the abyss.

Sheng Ningyue opened his eyes suddenly, it was pitch black all around, cold sweat spread down his forehead, he smelled a strong smell of rust and damp.

Sheng Ningyue moved his body, about to open his mouth to shout something, only to find that his mouth was sealed.

Then, he further discovered that, except for his mouth, his hands and feet were all tied up with thick ropes, his hands were forced behind his back, and his feet were tied in knots.

Sheng Ningyue was a little flustered. He had fully experienced that the "desperate situation" that Zhang Mo talked about was not an ordinary desperate situation...

To play such a big game, it seems that people who haven't had a cerebral thrombosis for 20 years can't think of such a showy operation.

Sheng Ningyue gradually got used to the darkness. After a long delay, he breathed out suffocatingly. He was going to try to move his bound hands to see if he could find a way to loosen them.

Sheng Ningyue didn't know how long he slept after drinking the glass of water, let alone where he was locked up now.

He knew there was a camera in the corner, but he couldn't find the red light hiding in the dark, so he chose to stretch his fingers first to relax.

When the joints of the joints were opened, there was a tingling pain of limited movement. Sheng Ningyue kept doing stretching movements until his fingers regained some flexibility, and then he continued to move his wrists.

"Don't move." Suddenly, a cold warning came from behind.

Sheng Ningyue stopped subconsciously. When the vision is weak, people's hearing will be particularly sensitive.

Even though he hadn't heard this voice many times, he knew that it was his partner in this variety show - Gu Sichen.

Gu Sichen, was he also tied up?