Sitting in the decrepit house, Gu Tao and Wanting were tied to chairs, while Hu Lie checked beside them to make sure the knots in the ropes didn't have any slack.
"Are you trying to kill us," Gu Tao kicked him: "You're really pulling it tight."
"Oh..." Hu Lie quickly loosened it slightly, then carefully lifted his head and asked, "Is that okay now?"
Seeing this foolish kid walking on eggshells, Wanting couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"What's so funny," Gu Tao scolded: "Emotions are very important."
Wanting stuck out her tongue and fell silent, and once they were both tied up properly, two people hurried in and began to apply makeup on Gu Tao and Wanting. The disguise was complicated, but with the professionals' skilful touches, both of their faces were soon painted to look tragically beaten. Gu Tao's head was also drenched with simulated blood plasma, looking gruesomely realistic under the dim lighting like he had truly been beaten senseless.
