The girl's hair was not long, a little curly, and her long-term malnutrition made her not very good-looking, she looked very thin, and her eyes were full of cowardice and inferiority.

The face of the girl who was chosen by Wu Bao suddenly turned pale, but she didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, just trembling with the word "yes", and left the textile factory with a few people to go to Room 13 of the Chuanzhong.

After a few people left, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy groaned for a while, and said in his heart, "What do you need me to do if the adults let me stay?"

Wu Bao glanced at the man with a smile, he didn't speak, but transferred his big hand on the man's shoulder to the back of Na Rao's neck, pinched it, and it was easy to crush Na Rao's neck with his strength.

"My lord......" The man seemed to feel that something was wrong, and said in a sweat. His eyes swirled back and forth, and he suddenly remembered Du Yueming's tragic situation, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

Wu Bao stood up, threw away the cigarette that he had only smoked a few puffs of, and then smashed Narao's head vigorously on the wooden table, the wooden table was smashed, and Narao's head also bloomed.

The man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks had never cultivated any fighting spirit, and this smash made him look dizzy, and there was a soft pain in his head, and he couldn't get up.

Wu Bao picked up the man and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"My lord, I ......," the man regained consciousness a little, and struggled to say.

"I'm asking how you feel?"

"Feeling...... Bowels... It felt very good, and the blow was very strong. The man squeezed out a forced smile, which was worse than crying.

Wu Bao seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, he smiled, but he didn't intend to let this person go, Du Yueming, who was not bad just now, had already aroused the violent enthusiasm in his heart.

It's a pity that Du Yueming asked Dean Yang to go, so let's just use this person instead.

Wu Bao dragged the people into the dark room.

At Wu Bao's signal, the machines in the workshop were back in operation, and the horsepower was turned up to the maximum, and the noise was used to hide some kind of heart-palpitating and tragic sound.

After a while, Wu Bao walked out satisfied.

He randomly assigned a few people to clean up, and then he put on his suit jacket and walked away.

No one knew what was going on inside the black room, and even if Wu Bao left, no one wanted to go in and find out.

After a while, the people in charge of cleaning came out, and their faces were bitter, as if they had vomited. Two of them carried a sack to the passage leading to the mass grave, and several others carried mops and other labor tools, while each of them carried a bucket of dark red liquid, and they walked to the other side, which was the public bathroom.

When the iron buckets were carried in just now, they were clearly only half a bucket of water.

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A few more steps to Room 13.

It was as if the lengthy passage suddenly began to become gloomy at this point.

Some of the rusted iron doors have the number thirteen painted in oil scarlet paint.

In addition, the energy supply lamp here also happened to have a little problem, and the flickering white light gave this place a terrifying atmosphere.

The girl who led the way suddenly knelt down in front of Du Yueming and the others, she begged with red eyes: "Please, you can go in by yourself, just in front." ”

Seeing this, Wai Mi Ye and Vic glanced at each other, and did not embarrass the girl and let her go.

They have also heard about the rumors of Room 13, only Dean Yang Yan is in charge here, Dean Yang basically does not take care of things on weekdays, and the "patients" of Arkham Hospital basically can't see him. This person's only hobby is to subdue some particularly stubborn guys, and the more difficult the guys he is, the more interested he becomes, and the alchemy device he uses is a device called a spiritual electrotherapy device, which is said to cause soul-burning pain, which is worse than death. People who are electrotherapy will lose everything they have, they can throw away anything, they will only surrender incomparably.

Mourning Miye and Vic supported the unconscious Du Yueming left and right, and they were already standing at the door of Room 13, the lights were flickering and flickering, a little crazy. It is impossible to escape, they are already shackled to restrain their strength, this hospital is fully enclosed management, and there is basically no possibility of getting out without Wu Bao opening the steam valve.

In this hospital, the orders given by Wu Bao and Yang Yan must be completed, otherwise the consequences can be imagined, Du Yueming is a good example, so there is no choice, you have to go in.

The door was unlocked, and it opened with a gentle push, and it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen.

"Come in. "The people inside, the voice was unhurried, not scary at all, even a little gentle.

The two of them complied, but upon entering, the door suddenly clicked shut, and then the blinding light came on.

It's a big room, furnished like a testing ground.

The room can be all metal, the walls are encased in red metal fences, the floor is also metal, like a cage for trapped beasts, and there are many alchemical instruments with exposed gears and electrodes inside, each with a bed around it, the bed is pure white like a hospital bed, but there are a few more restraints around it. That's probably why it's called a hospital, and disobedience is a disease, and it must be cured.

"Welcome to Room Thirteen, my dear children. Oh, and an old boy, awesome. It was an old man, with sparse and fluffy white hair, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a smile on his face, which at first glance looked quite kind.

The old man sat in a brass-colored wheelchair, had just put down the newspaper in his hand, and he really didn't know how he read it in the dark. His right hand had no fingers, but he had made five metal cut-outs and fitted them, and it was really hard not to notice it when he put down the newspaper.

This old man is obviously Dean Yang, and when the newspaper is taken away, you will also find that there is a cat lying on his lap.

It was a mechanical cat, most of the flesh was mechanically geared, but half of it still retained its original physical state, the cat's eyes were covered by a mechanical device similar to a pilot's telescope, and when the cat looked at it, the lens was still stretched and retracted.

At the same time, behind Dean Yang's wheelchair, there are more than a dozen steam robots, most of these robots are also metal, but not only the gears but also the skin, just like the mechanized cat.

It can be judged that this robot should have been modified from a living person, and it should be the invention of this dean.

This kind of steam robot has a standard method in the alchemy world called activation construction, and there are some taboos in biological training, but it is not uncommon for activation construction to be applied to animals, and this kind of event has even been published in alchemy newspapers before. However, it is the first time it has been applied to the human body.

Biological cultivation may still be on the table, but it is absolutely impossible for human body cultivation to be achieved, this is the most taboo existence in the alchemy world, and it is a research that is expressly forbidden by the Alchemy Association, but this Dean Yang obviously does not have the slightest scruples, because here he controls it

Mourning and Vic were both knowledgeable people, but they shuddered when they saw this scene, and the door behind them was already locked by a steam switch.

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