Basin, according to legend, was a cruel punishment in ancient times in the Dragon Kingdom. The so-called is the most famous is that during the Shang period of the Dragon Kingdom, the king ordered people to dig three feet into the ground and dig a big pit, which contained countless poisonous snakes and poisonous scorpions, and then pushed the tortured people to be bitten alive by poisonous insects. Moreover, the tortured person will not die immediately, but first experience the inhuman torture of thousands of insects and ants gnawing on the body, and feel the fear of death as the poisonous snake burrows from the mouth to the stomach and then eats the internal organs.

Change. It stands to reason that in today's society, torture like this has long been forbidden, but at this moment, 11 actually saw one of the tortures similar to the ancient dragon kingdom, the basin.

Out of the cave is a walkway carved into the rock wall, and the walkway is like a huge long snake body spiraling next to the rock wall and extending downward. When you poke your head out of the rocky walkway without a guardrail and look down, you can see that it is so "magnificent" below.

Underneath is a large crater carved out of the mountain, and the rock walkway is the only access to the bottom. There was no high-tech equipment in the pit below, and there were no large numbers of soldiers guarding it, except that every other way there would be a fully armed warrior wrapped in a silver hazmat suit. Because the air here is more sultry, almost all the water in the human body has to be steamed, so the people inside wear silver protective clothing that is more refined and more heat-resistant in comparison.

At the bottom is a huge pit with a bunch of snakes. It should be said that there are countless snakes. As far as the eye can see, there are tens of thousands of dense snakes wriggling in the pit of five or six hundred square meters, which makes people feel only their scalp numb at first glance. I really don't know how those Inni people managed to get such a huge number of snakes. There were still thirteen dead corpses lying in the snake pile, each with a large number of snakes crawling around their bodies, not only snakes, but also three corpses covered with countless maggots. Tiny white maggots crawled on the corpses and snakes, and the snakes writhed their soft bodies in the maggots, burrowing into the corpse's mouth. It's a disgusting scene.

There was a man standing next to each of the thirteen corpses, and it was not known whether the thirteen men had been coated with sulfur or something else, but none of the snakes dared to approach them. And each of the thirteen men had a knife in their hands, and they didn't know what they were reading. From time to time, he slashed a few times with the knife in his hand towards the corpse in front of him.

Descent!

Although 11 couldn't understand what these people were doing, he intuitively knew that they had something to do with the descent at the moment. Thinking of seeing several corpses in the freezer, as well as this hidden underground world, many questions in 11's mind suddenly opened. This shouldn't be some secret base. It's a place where the technique of descent is cultivated. He saw the corpse in the freezer outside, which should have been taken out from here, and then put it in the freezer for some experiments.

But what kind of experiments are they going to make? Why did the Intimagines open up such a large underground space to cultivate the art of descending, and why was there a map of "Death's Gate" engraved on the door?

After watching quietly for a while, he went back the way he came, although this hole: = is more conspicuous. If you have a heart, you only need to look up and look up to see this side at a glance. But how could Yi's concealment technique be so lightly revealed, so he observed for a while, stunned that no one could present his storage.

Gently lock the door. Don't look at the two corpses on the ground again. 11. Go straight up to the T-shaped intersection and turn back. Then go straight into the passage on the right.

As soon as I walked a short distance, there were shouts and moans in front of me. In the middle is also accompanied by the sound of what appears to be someone kicking wood. 11 cautiously approached the corner, and then quietly poked his head out to observe. It turned out that there were many grottoes on both sides of this passage, and there were wooden doors outside the grottoes, which looked like the ancient prison cells of the Dragon Kingdom. In front of him were two men in silver hazmat suits armed with machine guns. One of them was standing with his feet crossed with his back to this side, and the other kicked hard at a wooden door, yelling at something inside. And those faint moans that kept coming from behind these wooden doors came from behind them.

After waiting for a while, the person with his back to 11 may be a little unbearable, and the shoulder that stepped forward seemed to be soothing his irritable feelings. The other man snorted and kicked down the wooden door again, before he followed his companion in the direction where he was hiding in the language that 11 did not understand.

As the two approached, 11 suddenly rushed from behind the corner rock towards the approaching two, grabbed one person's chin with one hand, jumped high with both legs and put it on the other's neck, and then suddenly twisted his body so hard that he heard two crisp sounds of continuous "clicks", and the two Inni people, who didn't know what was going on, were twisted and their neck bones were broken. It's not that these two fighters are too bad, it's that 11's movements are too fast and his shots are too ruthless. From the time he jumped out to the time he broke the necks of the two of them, he didn't even need to blink an eye, and no one could stop his fatal blow without warning.

After easily eliminating the two guards,11 cautiously approached one of the half-heads and looked inside. Although he had already guessed who was locked inside, when he first saw the situation inside, his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

"Bang! bang......" "11" was fiddling with the living room for a while, he was really depressed about what kind of strange force he played 11, which was too challenging, whether it was an arm strength trainer or a wrist strength or a leg strength trainer, he could only hold on to each for more than ten minutes. Ten minutes is already a bit reluctant for "11", but he still has to pretend in front of Ruan Qingyu

The appearance of pine.

Ruan Qingyu is cooking in the kitchen, and these days she has to go to class and work every day. The rest of the time is with "11" and never leaves. "11" didn't feel annoyed by this, but enjoyed it. It's a pity that the old man has repeatedly stated that these women can't be touched before the end of the mission, otherwise he would be happier.

Perhaps it was because of the more time spent with Ruan Qingyu, "11" gradually learned [+ good, with her beauty. Her beauty is not only on the outside, but also on the inside. Ruan Qingyu is like a good wife and mother, she never has too many problems and will not have too many requirements. She's very observant. Know when to talk to you, to have a chat, and when not to speak up.

Her more beauty is reflected in her gentleness, Ruan Qingyu seems to be a person without temper forever. No matter how aggrieved and uncomfortable you feel in your heart, you will always only see a smile on her face. She will only bear all the pain and grievances alone, and the happiness and joy will be shared with you.

Perhaps, this is a man's dream wife.

The longer I spend with Ruan Qingyu. "11" the more I think about it. He often wondered if he was not "11", but pursued her in another capacity, would Ruan Qingyu accept this and just fantasize. Because he knew that Ruan Qingyu's thoughtfulness and gentleness were for that 11, for his "11". Besides, he still has a very important task to do, and it is impossible for him to reveal his identity.

"It's time to eat. ”

"Good. "11" loosen the arm force. He shook his hand and walked towards the dining table with ease.

"Chu Yuan......" After the two sat down. Ruan Qingyu pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you been looking for Sister Wen these days?"

"Wen Wei? What's wrong?"

"You...... Can you promise me not to go to her again?"

"Huh? Why?"

"I ......," Ruan Qingyu showed a hint of discomfort on his face. Still insisted: "I don't want you to go to her again." ”

"It's not what you think, I'm looking for her for something else. ”

"For whatever reason, don't look for her. Count me begging you?"

"11" looked at Ruan Qingyu's eyes full of expectation and pleading, and did not know how to refuse. I believe that no one can refuse if she changes, because she is Ruan Qingyu, and no one can refuse her thoughtfulness and gentleness.

11 sighed lightly, but hardened his heart and said, "I can't agree."

Ruan Qingyu showed a trace of helplessness on her face, and pleaded softly: "Even if it's for me?"

"11" deliberately looked at the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and said in a resolute tone: No. ”

Ruan Qingyu bit her lower lip lightly, and looked like she wanted to say something, but finally failed to say a word. It's just that sadness, which is distressing.

"11" is a human being, but also a man, who is weak in the face of a woman and will produce a desire to protect her. So "11" involuntarily reached out to hold her hand and whispered, "Qingyu ......"

Ruan Qingyu suddenly raised his head, forced a smile on his face, withdrew his hand without a trace and said, "Forget it, let's eat first." After eating, I had to rush to work. ”

"11" sighed softly, perhaps to make Ruan Qingyu sad and guilty, sad for not being able to agree to her request for his mission. There was silence at the dinner table for a while, and both of them just lowered their heads and silently picked up the food, but what they were thinking about may only be known to themselves.

After eating and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Ruan Qingyu came out of the kitchen while wiping his hands and said, "Chu Yuan, I'll go back to change my clothes first, and I'll go to work in a while." ”

"Well, good. Do you want me to send you?"

"No, I ...... I'll bring you supper in the evening. Ruan Qingyu said as he closed the door and went out.

At the same moment as the door closed, "11" let go of the training equipment in his hand, looked at the door, smiled faintly, and said to himself: "Jealous woman, so cute." Then he narrowed his eyes again, snorted softly, and said, "Shit luck." ”

I just don't know if he was scolding himself or scolding in his last sentence

At this time, Ruan Qingyu, who returned to the room, locked himself in the room, took the guitar from the wall and hugged it tightly in his arms. This is a belated birthday present bought by 11 for her, she has always cherished this guitar, dragging her tired body home after work late at night, and insisting on wiping it again, until it is clean and spotless, she will carefully hang it back. It's just that she is cherishing this high-end guitar itself, or cherishing what 11 gave her, this may be only her. Since he got this guitar, Ruan Qingyu has a lot more smiles on his face. Because all her thoughts will be told to the guitar to "listen", all her grievances will only be "told" to the guitar, and the guitar will always be a silent listener, but also the most loyal listener. When she finished telling her grievances, Ruan Qingyu's face showed a smile again, because she was Ruan Qingyu, because she could only see a smile on her face.

"Chu Yuan......" Ruan Qingyu stroked the guitar lightly, and said with a complicated look on his face: "I know that he is not you, I can be sure from the day he appears." But I don't dare to talk nonsense, I don't know what his purpose is, all I can do is help you watch him and don't let him mess around. But...... But...... I'm really afraid, I'm afraid that he will use you to hurt Sister Wen...... What should I do? Fat Duck isn't here, I can't find Frenzy, and I can't find you. What should I do?......"

A crystal teardrop dripped down Ruan Qingyu's face onto the guitar, and then rolled down the smooth panel of the guitar. It's like, the guitar, is also crying silently.

For her suffering, for her grievances. and also for her to be able to tell.