After the armed police put shackles on the cocoon, they shoveled him to the ground very roughly, pulled the shackles on the other wall and cuffed his hands again, and then pulled the other end of the chain hard, and the cocoon was hung in the air, two feet above the ground.

If you are an ordinary person, if you are pulled up so roughly, the muscles of your limbs will be damaged, and your wrists and ankles will also be injured. When the police shackled him, the internal force had already traveled all over his body, and he was afraid that these policemen would come to the yin.

The discipline looked at the broken cocoon that was hung on his back, bent down slightly, and said with a smile: "I haven't tried this taste, right, isn't it sour?"

Breaking Cocoon looked into his eyes and said with a smile, "Let him come early." If I'm late, I'll probably be let out. ”

The discipline saw that the cocoon was no more than twenty years old, but this calmness was something he had never seen in the detention center, and from the words of the cocoon, he heard that there seemed to be something else, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Does this kid really have a backstage that is harder than that person?" Looking at the eyes that broke the cocoon without the slightest fluctuation, the discipline faintly felt that he might have done something wrong.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed again, and said, "Boy, scare me, if someone can get you out, can you still get in here?"

After speaking, he turned around and walked outside, and when he went out, he sighed again: "Hey, today's young people can't bear a little mental pressure, and they will seek death and life if they are wronged, I hope you won't." ”

The iron door of the confinement chamber slammed shut and locked.

The discipline took a few steps, let the other armed policemen go first, and then took out the phone and pressed a number, "Hey......".

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The confinement chamber was stuffy, with only a tiny window.

There was no wind, and the smell of the room was getting stronger and stronger, with a musty smell, a smell of feces and urine, and it seemed that there was a smell of blood.

Perhaps it was the darkness outside, and even the dim light did not cover all parts of the confinement chamber, and in some places it was extremely dark.

The gravity of the sagging body is all on the hands and feet, and it has only been about ten minutes, and I feel a little strained. Breaking the cocoon felt that if it didn't use internal force, it might be difficult to support it for an hour.

He tensed the chains on his hands and feet a little harder, feeling the force needed to pull them out of the wall.

The chains rattled between tightening and loosening, and the light shone on the shaking chains, like ripples in the water under the moonlight, making the small space even more oppressive.

Breaking the cocoon and looking at the iron chain at the end of his feet, he saw that the iron chain and the hole in the wall had already been polished very smooth, and he couldn't distinguish between cement and wall tiles. He felt the pull coming from the other side, and knew he could pull the chain out.

After trying for a while, he quietly suspended in the air, closed his eyes, and waited for the moment when the "Grim Reaper" came.

If it weren't for the "Grim Reaper" to come, he would not have quietly "levitated", and would have sat on the ground a long time ago. Even if you can't take off the shackles and leg irons, it's still not difficult to stand up.

The confinement room was stuffy and a little damp.

It was quiet, and it was early in the morning, and I couldn't hear the slightest sound outside.

Maybe it's because there are a lot of impurities that are invisible to the naked eye, and the air inside feels heavier than the outside.

The air "presses" on the body, and it seems that you can still feel a slight "weight", as if you have added a piece of soaked paper to your body.

After a while, this "weight" is pressed on top of each other, so that the force of pulling hands and feet is slightly magnified.

Breaking the cocoon knew that it was not some hypnotic or paranormal feeling, it was purely due to the continuous effect of gravity.

Break out of the cocoon and close your eyes, enter meditation, and review the familiar things in the magic magic analysis.

The battle of Qingfeng Ridge made him gain a lot, although he still didn't have the strength to fight when facing someone like Shangguan Changqing now, but at least he wouldn't lose so badly.

He is also very proficient in the combination of those magic tricks, and now he can do his best to use the combination of three or three, and he will no longer have to destroy his body or his life like when he was in Qingfeng Ridge.

The "peculiar arguments and illusions" in my mind have become clearer, and the corner of the title page has been lifted high.

It seems that non-stop meditation and revisiting, even if there is no duel like Qingfeng Ridge, is of great benefit to improving one's abilities.

Quiet space, quiet dim lights, and chains that occasionally flutter with your breath.

The heart of breaking the cocoon is also quiet, but no one knows the killing intent that has been suppressed in the corner of his heart.

When the slight and rhythmic sound of some kind of object rubbing against the ground was heard, the killing intent grew stronger.

The killing intent was like silk, spreading, winding like smoke, turning into a faint and cold smile.

There is no disguise for the people who came, the lock sounded, the iron door creaked, and the tooth-sore sound was made, which was very reminiscent of the prison night trial in the Anti-Japanese War film.

The iron door was wide open, and in the dim light, a figure appeared.

The man was smiling, looking at the broken cocoon with all his limbs ripped off, smiling evilly, and his white teeth glowing white in the light, like a wolf.

There was blood on his cheeks, and his back was pitch black, dimly lit, like a ghost.

When he opened his eyes, he was stunned.

Because, he knows this man!

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Breaking the cocoon, he couldn't have imagined that the person who came here to kill himself turned out to be the young man who always lost playing cards in the number.

The young man's head was beaten hard by the discipline, and the blood that flowed from his head to his face had coagulated, but he did not wipe it off, such a face with an evil smile completely subverted the image of being timid and afraid of things in the trumpet, especially the small and round scars on his face made his face look even more hideous and cold.

The young man stood by the door, did not take a step in, but smiled and looked at the broken cocoon.

Breaking the cocoon didn't have much shock in his heart, and looked at each other with a faint smile.

"Isn't it a bit of a surprise?" asked the young man, holding a cigarette in his hand, taking a puff and smiling.

Such expressions do not look like they have come to kill, but rather chatting between friends.

"It's fine. Breaking the cocoon replied.

"In the detention center or in the prison, everyone who knows me is called a passerby, but they don't know that I am paid to do dirty work. The young man exhaled the cigarette he had inhaled and watched as it slowly rose under the lamp.

He looked at the smoke that was gradually dissipating, and didn't know if he was missing something, "In the past two or three years, I've only killed seventeen people, and I don't know if they deserve to die. ”

He looked at the broken cocoon again, and an evil smile appeared on his face again, "So, I won't ask you if you deserve to die, and you don't tell me if you deserve to die." ”

Breaking the cocoon also smiled: "Originally, I still felt a little familiar and difficult to start, but with your words, I don't have any pressure." ”

Passerby Ding said with a smile: "I just heard of you this morning, I heard that you are very good, and I want to take a look after receiving the order." It's really good, I know how to use the environment and skills, but it's not enough, not to mention that you're ...... now."