Chapter 75 Jenny

Jenny Braun carefully walked through the corridor, constantly looking for someone who could help her. In order to improve the success rate, she had to dress herself up.

Jenny's original braided hair was loosened and changed into a shawl. According to a social magazine, this can improve the charm of women, which is a certain degree of sexual implication. She also painted herself a bit darker with the make-up she carried, and tore up her expensive Chanel couture.

The original black one-step skirt with hips turned into an ultra-short cheongsam that was torn apart on both sides, and the small white suit was unbuttoned and half-opened. The breast wraps inside were removed, and the flesh-colored half-cup bra supported her twin peaks, revealing deep ravines.

If it was in the past, Jenny would never do such a vulgar dress. A top student at NYU's School of Journalism, she is the youngest columnist for the Wall Street Journal and The New York Times. She was born with a good eloquence, but her dream was to win the Pulitzer Prize.

But now that it's all over, I'm afraid there will be no more Pulitzer Prizes. The media all over the world always want to make a big news. Now the big news has appeared, but the media is finished.

When the cataclysm happened, Jenny kept sending out press releases, but soon she found herself caught in the cataclysm too. Without food and water, the internet became unreliable, and even several prominent media outlets stopped reporting over time.

What does this mean? It shows that the disaster is rapidly worsening, pulling everyone in New York City into an inescapable abyss. Jenny became uncontrollably terrified. She hoped to get help from others, and the hope of getting help was getting smaller and smaller.

"Sir, can you help me?" Jenny found a burly man, she stroked her hair, and even cupped her chest on purpose to make herself more attractive.

But the burly man just glanced at Jenny, and then he didn't move. Many people here have been without food and drink all day since the riots broke out last night. It's okay to be hungry, but thirst makes people lose the idea of ​​even moving.

The whole building was filled with a sense of despair and confusion. Apart from the crowd of gangsters, there were only a few security guards with some food and water. However, there are many people staring at those materials. One woman successfully got some food and water by selling her body, and then women who thought they were pretty began to follow suit.

In the beginning, those security guards only needed a glass of water or a small box of cookies to bring a beautiful woman into a certain room. This drastic change surprised the always proud Jenny Braun, and she even wrote a press release about the ugliness of human nature based on this material.

But the manuscript was of no use, and Jenny found herself in a dilemma—whether to sell herself for the necessary food and water, or some sort of protection. To sell is to give up one's dignity. If you don't sell, you are afraid to give up your life.

But when Jenny hesitated, even the security guards stopped giving away the last survival supplies. Everyone has realized that the disaster will only get worse.

Someone tried to escape, but the success rate was too low. Jenny saw with her own eyes a man who ran out of the building dozens of meters and was shot to death. This scene made many people cry, including Jenny herself.

"Who can help me?" Jenny walked from the fifth floor to the ninth floor, and then returned to the fifth floor from the ninth floor. Except for the tenth floor, which was blocked by bandits, she asked almost everyone in the building.

"I still have a child at home, I need to go back to take care of her." Jenny's mood is getting lower and lower, she cried while asking, tears and pleading occasionally can arouse the attention of some people, but without exception are indifferent eyes and shook his head and sighed.

"Please, my daughter is only eight years old. She's home alone. She can't take care of herself. The nanny I hired has run away. I'm really worried about her." Jenny cried to tears, but Still useless.

Everyone can't protect themselves, and no one can take care of her.

From one corridor to another, Jenny herself was tired and thirsty. Exhausted, when she walked around a corner, she saw a person walking across. A majestic, high-spirited, striding man.

There is no such person in the building anymore.

"Sir, sir, please wait a moment." Jenny chased after her, and her shout caught the other party's attention. But the other party was not friendly. Instead, he pointed a gun at her and whispered, "Back off, I will not help anyone." If you want to live, escape Manhattan, escape New York as soon as it gets dark. As for whether it can be successful, just pray to God! ’

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, and was wearing a combat suit similar to a police uniform.

But Jenny doesn't stop there. As a reporter, she has a bright mind. She followed closely, as if grabbing the last straw, "Sir, can you tell me, where did you come from?"

"It came in from outside." The man didn't want to talk much, and kept his words concise.

"Why did you come in? Maybe I can help you with something?" Jenny was overjoyed when she heard that the other party was willing to talk. She's a reporter, she knows how to communicate with people? No matter what the other party says, it's fine, but the fear is that the other party won't say a word.

Seeing that the man stopped, Jenny stood up straight again, posing in her most attractive pose. She simply took off her bra and even shook her chest slightly, teasing her in the simplest way, "How do you look at me? Maybe you will need me, whatever you want me to do?"

Jenny is confident that she is still a very beautiful woman, no matter her figure or appearance, she is the best. The man who usually wants to pursue her is calculated by 'fighting'. But the man in front of her was not as anxious as she had imagined, but instead had sympathy in his eyes.

"Ma'am, please get dressed, I really can't help you. If you want to live, listen to me and escape after dark. Remember not to cross the Brooklyn Bridge, leave New York in another way, and go to the south to find a small town to live in. ." The man spoke in a deep voice.

If you change someone else, you will feel dejected and retreat. But Jenny Braun, a reporter, caught the most crucial point in the man's words - the escape method the other party said was actually very specific and purposeful, which showed that the man in front of him had a good understanding of the outside world. That's better than a bunch of bewildered people in the building.

Must follow him, follow him no matter what, follow him there is hope! Jenny Braun readjusted her attitude. She straightened her underwear, put her clothes on, and even put her hair back up. She still closely followed the man in front of her, never leaving.

"Hey! I said I couldn't help you. I'm very busy right now, you know?" The man shouted angrily when he saw Jenny still following him.

"I won't get in your way, and I won't ask you for anything, I just want to follow you." Jenny Braun lowered her stance, discussed with the other party in a very cautious tone, and then stretched out her hand and said, "I It's Jenny Braun, can we get to know you? Please."

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