a fake

*Splash—

Inside a dimly lit room, a bucket of cold water splashes not Xu Zheng's unconscious face. The suddenness of it quickly woke him up from his drunken state.

He groans as he could feel his entire body sore all over. Even the pounding in his head has not subdue one bit. If he had not ordered so many beers, he wouldn't be in this condition.

Lifting his hand to massage his head, his eyes shot wide open.

"…"

He can't move his arms and legs.

"What the fuck?!"

His body wiggles like a worm but was unable to free himself. Breathing heavily, his eyes scans the unfamiliar place. However, to his horror, he only came to realization that everything is upside down.

No, he is being hung upside down that's why the place looked so weird.

But how did he get here? How long has he been hung like this?

Asking himself questions, he suddenly remembers someone had held him in choke hold when he was about to get into his car.