No one came to deliver dinner at night, and Chu Qiao thought that they had forgotten about her as a hostage. In fact, they did forget about her. Due to the attack on multiple strongholds, Ethan transferred many reinforcements from the headquarters, and those who stayed were also busy providing various technical support, how could anyone take care of whether a hostage ate or not.

It wasn't until the situation eased a little that anyone remembered that there was still one locked upstairs. Although Ethan had murderous intentions, he didn't want to use the vicious method of starvation, so he sent someone to bring her food.

The person who came into the room looked around and didn't find Chu Qiao, so his eyes fell on the open window.

Chu Qiao closed his eyes tightly, even if he fell from the sixth floor, he would not die, he would be disabled, and he would have a broken leg and half of his body or something, and he would spend his life in a wheelchair.

Just thinking about it, his body slammed and stopped falling.

Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, looked up, one foot was hung by the messy lines on the wall, and the whole person was hanging upside down on the wall with a capital K.

The little life was temporarily saved, and Chu Qiao suddenly felt a faint sadness in his heart.

Why have you been so unlucky lately!

Chu Qiao looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, in the gray night, there were a few stars dotted with sparse stars, Chu Qiao didn't forget to make a wish: "Little star, when I was a child, I heard my mother say that making a wish on the stars will come true, please send an angel to save me!" Before he finished speaking, he saw the star suddenly flash and fall into the sky, leaving only a light that was fleeting.

Chu Qiaofeng was messy.

Make a wish that the stars can fall, how unpopular is she?

Anger burns in the small universe. It's all because of Mo Yao, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have run to the dock in the middle of the night, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been kidnapped, let alone hung upside down on the wall if she couldn't escape, and she wouldn't have encountered these unfortunate things one after another.

Thinking of this, Chu Qiao greeted Mo Yao and his eighteenth generation ancestors fiercely in his heart.

Mo Yao, who was organizing a sneak attack, sneezed gracefully, it must have been his broken woman who asked him for help.

Chu Qiao hung upside down like a bat, and the loose nightdress on his body slipped down from his body, revealing his slender waist. In the dim night, Chu Qiao hurriedly pulled the nightdress up, arched her body and retracted into her clothes as much as possible, this time the shaking amplitude stopped, the line wrapped around her ankle suddenly loosened, and she screamed loudly and fell to the ground.

Most of the people leaning out of the window on the sixth floor were looking left and right to find where she was hiding, and they just heard the sound of panic falling.

"Stop!" He shouted, turned around and ran downstairs, continuing to shout as he ran, "Someone, the hostage has run away, hurry up and chase it." ”

Halfway through, Chu Qiao tried to grab the wall panel of the balcony on the third floor, but he didn't grasp it steadily, and only played a little cushioning role, his body still sank quickly, and with a plop, he broke through the parasol in front of the first floor and smashed to the ground.

There were injuries everywhere on his body, bloodstained, and the dense pain made Chu Qiao unable to tell where he was really injured, and his clothes were torn several times, hanging on his body like rags.

There was a flurry of footsteps in the studio, and they chased after them.

Chu Qiao didn't care about the wounds on his body, he got up violently, and as soon as he took the first step, his body fell forward as if he had lost support, and fell to the ground-

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