Kneel to Me

At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in a noble and mean face walked in with several bodyguards. The bodyguards quickly pulled the man away. The man saw his wife, and his legs were so frightened that his frightened expression instantly became pitiful.

"Crack!" He was slapped fiercely, and several bloodstains from fingernails appeared on his cheeks instantly.

The woman looked at the program team: "I will settle this account with you in the future!"

The wife left with her husband who made her lose face. The husband looked so terrified, as if he already knew what terrible things he would face next, and finally lost control, and his urine was dripping all the way.

The family members of several other temporary live-action NPCs also came to pick them up quickly. Without exception, they were full of anger and resentment towards the show team.

"Damn..." Qin Wei wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and became a director to achieve his position as a director. Today is a day when he loses his face.

"Director, what to do now? Will our show..."

"What are you afraid of? Don't people die? If you don't die, the show will be fine. Pack things up!" Tan Wei calmed down with anger. This show is owned by nobles, and these temporary real NPCs are looking for trouble? Without weighing their own identity, they are destined to swallow this dumb loss.

...

In the room guarded by the police, a lonely biological capsule was quietly placed in the center of the space.

The woman in the biological cabin slowly opened her eyes, because there was not much flesh on her face, her eyes were extra large, and her lips were peeled due to insufficient moisture.

"Awake?" A policewoman walked to the edge of the biological cabin, saw her awake, and bent down to help her untie the device from her body.

Song Juyao met her eyes. She remembered that the policewoman had always been cold to her, but her eyes were a bit complicated at this time, and she was careful when she was lifted up.

She lowered her eyes, looking at her skin-like hands that were so thin, a cold smile flashed in her eyes. Her efforts paid off.

Although he lay in the biological cabin for half a month, because the biological cabin has a massage function and nutrient solution supply, Song Juyao's body did not experience any discomfort due to the biological cabin.

Except a little thirsty.

"Let's go," the policewoman said.

The second phase will not start until half a month later. During this half month, Song Juyao will go back to the prison to stay.

This feeling of thirst and weakness in his legs made Song Juyao feel alive again.

A lot of DreamWorks staff had gathered in the corridor, and they looked around Song Juyao with different expressions. The difference is really big. In the virtual world, Dr. Song Juyao is very beautiful, and everyone worships her beliefs. In the real world, she is a prisoner, with a skeleton and pale complexion. Her hair is randomly tied behind her head, look. It looks like two people.

But when she raised her eyes, they saw her dark and clear eyes, and suddenly felt that the two shadows overlapped.

Too bad, if her case really had grievances, she should have been shining like her in the virtual world.

Under the gaze of different eyes, Song Juyao left the DreamWorks building. The sun was shining outside, and the summer heat swept in instantly. It itched on the unprotected skin.

Song Juyao narrowed his eyes and looked at the blue sky, dazed for a moment.

The sky looked like the sky, but it wasn't her world.

Chapter 37

This is not her world, she comes from a blue planet called Earth that is a hundred times smaller than this planet.

"Crack!" The sound of the shutter being pressed.

"Song Juyao!"

A large group of reporters rushed over, and the police immediately stepped forward, only to see several small silver balls shot out from the guns in their hands, the balls exploded in the air and turned into a barbed wire, blocking the rushing reporter.

"Let's interview Song Juyao!"

"Miss Song, what do you want to say about your case?"

"Miss Song..."

"Ignore them, get in the car," urged the policewoman.

Song Juyao bent over and got into the police car. Those excited reporters still didn't give up. They controlled the flying camera ball and chased after them. After being shot down, it finally stopped.

"These goddamn paparazzi..." The policeman who shot down the camera snorted. In the past, every trial show ended, and sometimes reporters would show up, but those were very few. I've never seen such a swarm. , making them ill-prepared.

But if you think about it, it's normal. They didn't think about it carefully. He glanced back.

Song Juyao was looking at the street scene that flashed through the window. She was tortured mentally in prison and was in unbearable pain. At this time, her chin was sharp and thin, and she looked out the window with deep and distant eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

He thought of her various things in the virtual world, his heart shrank slightly, and he turned back in embarrassment.

Song Juyao turned his eyes to the corners of his eyes, glanced at the young police officer diagonally ahead, and then looked out the window.

There are many high-rise buildings outside the window, street cleaning robots are running around the street, the whole city is spotless, and the LED billboards on the high-rise buildings are playing an advertisement for the underwear of a certain battle star. He is a cyborg whose lower body is half-machine. Several girls in the university dormitory often have sex with his girlfriend and his sex life at night, which must be very exciting...