The lights in the living room were very dim, and the man flipping through a book of poetry softly read "
Because we were broadcast live, there were tens of millions of onlookers, and the topics discussed were countless.
Mio Ishikawa was a protester, but she didn't have the courage to take off her clothes because her father would scold her, so she became a makeup artist.
After a busy morning, she just put down her makeup tools when she saw two shirtless men walking over carrying a box.
On the periphery of the protest were the defense teams deployed by the Supreme Sky. They respected the protest, but they must shoulder the responsibility of preventing the activities of terrorist organizations. When the box was brought over, the defense team stopped the protest organizers before they could step forward.
They asked to open the box to see what was going on.
The two shirtless men did not refuse. After putting down the box, they opened it and showed it to the defense team.
As a result, when the two defense team members saw an "artist" with nails stuck all over his body inside, they immediately became disgusted and told them to get out quickly.
Two shirtless men came in with a smile and lifted the box.
When they arrived in front of Mio Ishikawa, the organizers seemed to know these two people, but they did not know that they would bring a box.
So the eldest sister among them asked, "What do you two bring?"
"Ah! It's nothing, he's just an artist. He asked his assistant to dress him up like this in the room, and then asked us to carry him over. You see, there's no need to worry about the visual impact!" As he said this, one of them opened it.
box.
As soon as the box was opened, Pei Shaoqing, who was kneeling with spikes all over his body, appeared in front of everyone.
Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath of cold air.
Because anyone who is not blind can see that those spikes are not works of art! They are not special effects makeup! They are actual mechanical restraint spikes that are inserted into the body to restrict body movement!
How painful it is!
After the organizer came to her senses, she immediately wanted to call the doctor, but another man stopped her and said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. This gentleman has told us that he did this to save him from that unreasonable disaster."
The dead wife and son shouted, if you had called a doctor, wouldn’t it have been a waste of all his hard work?”
The eldest sister frowned and said, "But is it okay for him to bleed like this? What if he really dies here?"
The two men immediately waved their hands and said with a smile, "No, no, these are all skin injuries, and this gentleman is in good health. He can last all afternoon without any problem."
The eldest sister still expressed doubts. She knelt down and looked at the man with spikes all over his body and said, "Are you...really okay?"
Pei Shaoqing actually managed a smile when he heard this, and shook his head to show that he was indeed fine.
The eldest sister felt more at ease now.
"That's okay... Since you two can't leave then, you have to stay with him and feed him water. You can't let him die!"
The two immediately agreed with a smile.
Ishikawa Mio saw it all, and the more she looked, the more suspicious it became. She was born in a military family, so she naturally recognized that those spikes were not ordinary restraints, but strengthened restraints used to restrain some special personnel.
This man actually used this kind of thing to turn himself into a kneeling sinner. Is this really for his wife and children?
With suspicion, Mio Ishikawa began to put makeup on the two people.
But she was a little distracted, so she simply smeared some red fuel on them to act as blood, and let them take the man into the venue.
The protest continued silently.
There was a shocking kneeling figure in the center of the square.
Soon, the person in charge of the live broadcast of the protest in this square discovered that the live broadcast room was about to be overcrowded. There were more and more onlookers, and there was a tendency that they would all gather here.
This is naturally a good thing for the live broadcast room, and protest organizers also hope that warriors who can better touch the hearts of the public will come forward.
Now he's here.
Covered with scars... bleeding...
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At this time, Zhong Chuqi and Ouyang Jingyi, who were far away on Earth and had just finished a contest in the open space, entered the open-air bathroom outside the farm one after the other.
The farmer's daughter opened her mouth wide when she saw this. She ran away quietly, her face red, as if she had discovered a shocking secret.