Shrinking is never the answer.

Mo Xie felt that when those hands touched the zipper of his pants, he couldn't pretend to be dead calmly anymore.

But what else can he do?

At this time, he was just a fish on a chopping block, and his struggle was in vain.

Therefore, if you want to stop this humiliation, Mo Ye can only open his mouth.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that. ”

Trying his best to make his tone appear calm, Mo Ye raised his head that had been lowered before.

He decided to pretend to be a B.

"Ahh

Frightened by the sudden awakening of the torturer in front of him, the man who was named to show 'Xiao Gong' sat down on the ground, his face as pale as if he had lost blood.

As Mo Xie expected, this was a yellow-skinned guy, judging from the braid on the back of his head, he should still be a herdsman.

"Yo, you're awake~" One foot stepped on the back of the little brother who was sitting on the ground, Morgan had a baseball bat in his hand that had been kept from before the end of the world, and he used this stick to hold up Mo Ye's chin, "Are you ready to enjoy the feast?"

"Guess?"

Mo Xie knew that he must not weaken his momentum at this time, he knew that even if he begged for mercy, he would not end up well, and if he insisted on pretending to be B, maybe he could make the next torture come a little later.

For those who dare to speak, the executioner will also be a little late.

Mo Xie bought himself time again, and now he could only hope that the little time he had delayed would allow him to find a way to solve the problem.

"Do you guess me?"

Morgan is a veteran of the execution ground, and he has seen a lot of torturers who are dying on the verge of death, and Mo Ye's current attitude is not the most ** he has ever seen.

A prisoner who sees death as his home often dares to laugh and greet the whole family of Christ before he dies, and then make a curse with his life that has never been fulfilled.

However, this kind of person Morgan has seen a lot, and their lines Morgan can almost guess and memorize.

It's just that even so, Morgan still hopes to be able to listen to Mo Ye's 'pre-death testimonials', after all, the death of such a powerful man will become a popular topic in the camp for a long time to come.

"Mark, if you have anything else to say, talk about it now, because I'm going to gouge out that tongue as a snack in a minute!"

Morgan withdrew his stick, but before he could take it back, he slammed it into Mo Ye's abdomen.

"Ahem......!"

Although in fact, the pain caused by this stick was not so unbearable for Mo Ye, Mo Ye still coughed.

"It's just that, it's a well-known bus ♂ ♂ ♂ among whites. "Therefore, the power of this stick was included in the 'energy storage pipe', after all, the 'energy storage pipeline' is the only ability that Mo Ye can call at this time that is not inferior to the strength of the flesh, and the hemp fragrant bone has no effect on this kind of racial talent at all.

The 'energy storage pipe' is like a muscle in Mo Ye's body, and he uses this piece of chicken as easily as eating and drinking.

"Phew!"

Morgan heard that another stick hit Mo Ye's body, but he was experienced as he knew where to hit and where not to hit, so although this stick was strong, it would never be fatal.

Listening to the voice, Morgan felt that Mo Xie's ribs should have been broken a few times.

"Oops, it seems like I'm pushing a little harder. ”

Morgan was angry at being called a 'bus' because he was by no means a 'bus'.

He is the one who buys a monthly pass for the 'bus', and he often has to change several 'buses' a month.

But that's just for now, when he first came to camp, Morgan was a 'bus' for a long time.

That's why he hates it when someone calls him that.

"Ahem......!" Mo Xie felt that he seemed to have guessed Morgan's sore spot, and he continued to taunt while coughing, "Oh, I was mistaken, you should be a 'taxi', after all, your overnight fare is not a piece or two." How much does the starting price come from?"

(Pure children don't need to understand these paragraphs.) ）

Mo Xie taunted Morgan as hard as he could, but Morgan didn't hit the third stick for a long time.

"Hahaha!"

He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Smack!"

Morgan casually dropped the baseball bat on the ground, and although he still had a smile on his face, his eyes contained a thousand-year-old cold in his eyes.

"You want to die quickly? I'm not fooled! Obey my orders! Tie him up here for three days! Splash water once he's going to sleep!" he turned around and yelled at the people in the camp, who had just taken over Morgan and already had the demeanor of the previous leader.

It's just that he obviously doesn't have the brains of the previous leader.

Because if the previous leader was still alive, he would never allow Mo Xie to live even a moment longer after seeing Mo Ye's destructive power.

It's a pity that he is dead, and those who have lost their arms and are bleeding profusely in this snowy field are not saved, because there is no medicine in the camp for a long time.

"Yes!"

The white people who were still alive at this moment spoke up, and then Mo Ye received an all-round baptism of ice water.

"If you can't bear it, just call 'Grandpa', and be kind to me, I'll give you a good time right away, but I hope you'll call it out later, yellow-skinned monkey!"

With insulting words in his mouth, Morgan didn't even take his head back.

"Lancey, bring some men! Another fish is still hiding in the camp, let's go get him out!"

Morgan didn't hide this from Mo Xie, after all, the latter was already a death row prisoner on the gallows, and Morgan felt that such a guy couldn't make any waves.

After all, the ropes that bind Mo Ye this time were all confirmed by Morgan himself, and there would never be another accident like the tofu scum iron cage last time.

"Didn't Matthew get caught?"

Soaked in ice water, Mo Xie felt that his brain began to sink again, but as soon as he heard the news, his whole body was excited.

"Matthew, you must escape from the camp as soon as possible, Lao Tzu's life will fall on you!"

This is the first time that Mo Ye prayed for others from the bottom of his heart, accompanied by his appearance of the crucifixion Jesus, and unconsciously revealed a sense of holiness from his embarrassed appearance.

"Made, it looks like it's time for a shift change......"

A white man in the crowd who was holding a sharp weapon to maintain order rubbed his eyes, and he thought that he might have been hallucinating just now.

Tied to a cruciform torture rack, it was just an ordinary person.

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"A bunch of bastards!"

With a special navigator in hand, Logan rode a four-wheeler over the snowy fields.

He was airdropped because, according to Magneto, this is a high-frequency area infested by Sentinel Robots, and there may even be a base for Sentry Robots under this ice field.

For mutants, this is a forbidden place that should never be set foot in, but Professor Gu X said that there is a mutant who lives in the rightful part of the ice field.

It must be a strong man, enough to be a strong man with a hundred.

It's just that compared to the excitement of embarking on the road to meet the strong and the joy of hearing that the end of the world can end, Logan at this time is more willing to curse his teammates who airdropped him.

These guys don't even give a parachute!

Logan's clothes were torn, presumably from injuries he had sustained not long ago.

At this moment, he was speeding through the snow and complaining angrily about the treatment he had suffered.

It would be fine if people and cars were not protected by parachutes, but the reality of what Logan encountered was that only people did not have parachutes, and the quad wheelers were well cared for.

Damn, you don't have to be like this if Lao Tzu can regenerate, right?!

Rogan looked at the navigator in the driver's seat of the four-wheeler and calibrated his head, and getting lost in this snowy field couldn't be easier.

"Oh, I forgot that~"

Logan fumbled in the driver's seat.

"Oh, where's my injection?"

Logan always felt as if something was missing from him, but he didn't expect it to be real......