novelden Chapter 137 Alone
Chapter 137 Alone
The stone in Xia Wan'er's heart finally fell, all her doubts were resolved, and she suddenly felt cheerful.
Fortunately, there were no problems with the mission. She was not taken away by strange people, nor was she forgotten by the group of Rakshasa's subordinates.
Xia Wan'er's mood became much more stable, her body no longer trembling like before, and she glanced secretly at Xia Qingluo.
Xia Qingluo sat limply in the chair, allowing the makeup artists to do whatever they wanted. She had already been dressed in a super short black puffy skirt.
The upper part of the dress fit her body tightly, outlining her graceful curves. The black color made her skin look snow-white, like the first snow in winter, pure and cold.
The makeup artists put makeup on Xia Qingluo's face, but Xia Qingluo did not resist at all and let them do whatever they wanted.
Her body was like a shell without a soul, without a trace of life. It was obvious that she was extremely weak.
Xia Wan'er knew that Luosha asked her to drug Xia Qingluo not only to make Xia Qingluo lose her ability to resist, but also to make her perform well.
Even though Xia Qingluo was in this state, she still didn't leave him and was determined to save him.
Xia Qingluo would definitely be moved to tears and would treat her as her best sister from now on.
Moreover, even if Xia Qingluo had some doubts, with Xia Qingluo's naive character, he had to repay the life-saving grace.
Xia Wan'er's expression remained unchanged, but in her heart she wanted to show a victorious smile.
Next, she just needed to find an opportunity to knock out the five women in the locker room and then take Xia Qingluo out.
Xia Wan'er immediately started her performance, chatting up the makeup artist in cheongsam, trying to distract her.
"Sister, are we going to the Colosseum too? Can you save us? I have money, and I just hope to survive... The lions outside are too scary, we can't defeat them."
The cheongsam woman knew that Xia Wan'er was acting, so she also frowned slightly, "I can't save you. If I let you go, I will die here."
Xia Wan'er cried, "Please, sister, we are all girls. You must have been caught here as well. We can find a way to escape together."
Xia Qingluo was actually very alert. She had been eavesdropping on Xia Wan'er's conversation and observing her micro-expressions.
Suddenly, Xia Qingluo vaguely heard a different sound coming from outside.
Because of practicing martial arts, Xia Qingluo's hearing has improved a lot compared to before.
Although she may not be as able to hear people saying bad things about him from fifty meters away as Zhang Jing, her hearing is much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.
It seemed very chaotic outside. There were heavy footsteps, as if many people were running very fast, and the whole building was shaking slightly.
The sounds of chaos gradually became clearer, with heavy footsteps echoing in the corridor, accompanied by the screams of men and fierce roars.
Everyone in the dressing room heard the sound. The five makeup artists stopped what they were doing and looked at each other.
"What's going on?" The cheongsam lady frowned but remained calm. "Did a guest escape and they are arresting him?"
The woman in the tutu shook her head. "It's impossible to arrest someone with such a big fuss, right?"
It’s not like there haven’t been people here who wanted to resist and escape.
But those people would be caught within a minute and executed on the spot.
Execution is something more horrible than being mauled to death in the Colosseum.
But who was so noisy that he even alarmed the entire Colosseum?
Xia Wan'er's face turned a little dark. Every time she made a plan, there would be unexpected events, and this time was no exception.
Just like the last time at the Mei Ye Bar, the fire also came out of nowhere...
Is this an earthquake?
But she didn't do anything bad this time, and she was just playing one of the victims, so nothing should happen to her, right?
"Zi!"
The sharp sound of metal breaking made people's hearts tighten suddenly.
All eyes turned to the source of the sound, only to see that the lock of the dressing room door had been pierced by the tip of a sharp sword.
The tip of the sword was stained with blood, and fresh blood was still dripping slowly along the blade, which looked particularly dazzling under the light.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang!"
The huge impact force caused the door to hit the wall heavily, making a dull echo.
Zhang Jing appeared at the door of the dressing room. He was wearing a black leather jacket. The original color of the leather jacket had become darker due to the blood, and blood was even dripping onto the ground.
His black hair was soaked with sweat, sticking wetly to his forehead. A few strands of hair hung messily in front of his eyes. He looked a little more unruly and stern, unlike his previous indifference and alienation.
He was holding an eight-sided Han sword, the one that Xia Qingluo was most familiar with.
In the past, when they did morning exercises together, Zhang Jing would always give this sword to Xia Qingluo.
The makeup artists were stunned for a few seconds when they saw this, and then they looked through the door and saw the mess outside.
The corridor was covered in blood, and several men in uniform were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
These makeup artists were all captured here. They had never been to the Colosseum, but they had seen the women who were brutally murdered in the Colosseum.
But that was a fight with a wild beast, and there was no way to avoid the death of many people.
However, the scene before them was beyond their imagination.
A man, alone, holding a long sword, actually broke through the layers of guards in the Colosseum and fought his way out.
This man is much more dangerous than a beast!
Screams instantly broke the silent air and the makeup artists began to flee in all directions.
Zhang Jing didn't care about those makeup artists at all. His eyes quickly swept around the dressing room and instantly caught sight of Xia Qingluo's figure.
He walked straight towards Xia Qingluo with his long legs, stood in front of her, and looked into her eyes.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Xia Qingluo blinked her beautiful fox eyes, full of shock.
She never thought that Zhang Jing would personally rush into this fire pit to save her.
She originally thought that Zhang Jing would call the police for her or seek help from other organizations.
However, Zhang Jing came in alone, holding the eight-sided Han sword, and appeared in front of her.
Xia Qingluo looked at Zhang Jing's black leather jacket. Although the bloodstains were not very noticeable on black, there were too many of them, and they were even dripping down.
"Are you hurt?" Xia Qingluo asked worriedly.
Zhang Jing lowered his eyes to look at his clothes. He was so focused on the battle just now that he didn't notice there was so much blood on his body.
“This is someone else’s blood.”
He curved his lips and said, "Don't worry, I didn't kill anyone. At most, I just cut open their stomachs. Their rescue should arrive soon. They won't die."
Xia Qingluo's forehead twitched and he complained silently in his heart: Don't speak of such a bloody thing in such a light-hearted tone!
Zhang Jing knew that Xia Qingluo had been drugged and his legs were weak, so he should not be able to run away.
However, when he wanted to carry Xia Qingluo away, he noticed Xia Qingluo's clothes.