"Struggle slowly, anyway...... You can't escape today. ”

Chang Ting's ghostly voice sounded, like a devil hiding in the night, and then with a weird smile on his face, Chang Ting sat on the chair where Jiang Yue was sitting just now, and looked at Jiang Yue's painful posture of wanting to escape with almost appreciative eyes.

Chang Ting has been living with that false mask in the Underworld District for so many years, he has long been tired, and now he is the real him.

He's been depressed for too long, and he's going crazy every day he's depressed in the Underworld.

Fortunately, after this time, he didn't have to stay in the Styx District any longer.

Jiang Yue frowned and bit her tongue, because her mind was becoming less and less clear, and even the swallowing of saliva had slowed down, so the blood that flowed from the tip of her tongue seeped out from the corners of her mouth little by little.

But when Jiang Yue was about to crawl to the door in a sweat, Chang Ting stood up fluently and walked to Jiang Yue's side step by step, like the judgment of death.

Chang Ting walked behind Jiang Yue, stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Yue's ankle, just with a slight force, he pulled Jiang Yue back, but Jiang Yue's two arms couldn't resist at all.

"So I said a long time ago, don't resist. ”

Chang Ting slowly squatted on the ground, squinted his eyes slightly, and hung his head to look at Jiang Yue.

Although Jiang Yue was still struggling as hard as she could, it was still to no avail.

In the end, Jiang Yue still lost consciousness.

Chang Ting looked at Jiang Yue, who had fainted on the ground like this, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

Originally, Jiang Yue was going to be killed, but ...... The doctor of the research institute paid a high price to buy people from him, and promised him that Jiang Yue would not come out of the mysterious research institute alive.

This can be called a pie-in-the-sky thing.

Chang Ting felt ...... Don't sell for nothing, don't sell for nothing.

.........

When Jiang Yue woke up from the coma in a daze, she only felt pain in her body, and it hurt everywhere.

When Jiang Yue slowly opened her eyes, almost all of them were silvery white, and when she looked down, Jiang Yue found that she was locked in this bed.

And she seemed to be in a laboratory, because in this room, she saw a lot of glass test tubes and some equipment that she couldn't read.

I don't know what kind of place this is, Jiang Yue only felt flustered, and wanted to try her best to struggle with the chains that locked herself firmly on the bed, but no matter how Jiang Yue struggled, it was to no avail, and even Jiang Yue could feel that the places on her body that were pressed by the chains had been rubbed red because of her struggle, and even some places had broken skin, and they were in hot pain.

.........

Two months later.

Two o'clock in the evening.

S City, where high-rise buildings rise.

A man with a tired face came out of the downstairs, followed by several sturdy black-clothed bodyguards, the man was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, when he came out of the building, the autumn cold wind made the man shiver.

The special assistant on the side had an expensive blazer on his arm, and when he noticed that he was shivering, he immediately trotted over to him very respectfully, unfolded the blazer, and draped it over his body.

The man had a cold face, just tugged at his coat with his hand, and then sat directly in the car after the bodyguard pulled the car door.