Chapter Seventy-Nine: Luck
This kind of cake, although it doesn't look big and doesn't look good, but Ye Chi hasn't eaten it.
Even, worse food than this, Ye Chi has also eaten.
But there was no way around it, and there was no better option.
"I must have never eaten this kind of cake leaf pond, although it is not very pretty, but it is actually quite delicious."
The man smiled and spoke to Ye Chi as he slowly and methodically put the beef on the plate into his mouth.
Ye Chi could see at a glance that it was Filip.
"It's a little old." The man pushed the steak away, with some regret.
The man turned his head, a little surprised, "Isn't Miss Ye Chi hungry?" Or do you think these cakes are unpalatable? β
Ye Chi picked up the cake, tore it into small pieces, soaked it in water, and then swallowed the cake that was soft by the water one bite at a time.
She didn't eat very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, she had stuffed two thick, hard cakes into her stomach.
The man seemed to be stunned, staring at Ye Chi motionlessly.
After eating the cake, Ye Chi picked up the bowl, drank all the water inside, and then looked at the man, "What should I do?" I don't think I'm a little full. β
Before the man could react, a plate of abalone that he had just pulled in front of him suddenly moved away from his eyes.
This?
When the man looked up, he saw that the dining table that had been placed in front of his wheelchair was slowly moving towards the leaf pool.
How is this possible?
The man looked like a ghost.
He lowered his head, and the alarm equipment on the ground was not touched for half a minute. And the laser rays that can kill people with just one line are quiet and silent.
The dining table is out of the safe zone.
What's going on?
Destroyed?
As soon as the thought came to the man's mind, he threw the fork in his hand.
Burst!
It's not loud.
But the fork made of platinum instantly turned into liquid and fell to the ground, and before it could reach the floor, it had already turned into air and disappeared into the air.
There is not the slightest problem.
When the man raised his head again, the surprise on his face was gone, and it had turned into a kind of frenzy of a wolf seeing a chicken.
How did she do it?
Ye Chi was already sitting on the wooden bed where she had been lying for six days, although there were no forks, but there were chopsticks.
Ye Chi's table manners are very good, and the food is very elegant and good-looking.
Although she didn't waste any of the two pieces of bread just now, for someone who had been hungry for six days, that bit of food had just awakened the stomach.
What a waste it used to be!
Ye Chi ate one bite after another, and after eating, he ate the same thing again, without the slightest pause in between.
These foods are so sweet and delicious that they must not be wasted in the future!
The man was terrified.
He designed the cell, which was once home to three internationally notorious psychopathic murderers.
Without exception, the three notoriously feared murderers, even the most vicious one, the guy who is said to have killed twenty-seven people, died here, and none of them escaped from here.
There were also very famous martial arts masters, physicists, chemists, and scientists here.
Those people all died here in the end.
No one can escape from this room.
So, this leaf pool is definitely just luck.
Although he thought so, he couldn't help but ask, "How did you do it?" β
Ye Chi swallowed the food in his mouth, and just replied lightly, "Luck." β
Then she went back to eating.
Although the answer he got was the same as he had guessed, the man still frowned.
For some reason, although it was the same as the answer he guessed, the two words that came out of Ye Chi's mouth always made him have a strange bad feeling.
Ye Chi glanced at the man.
The man was frowning, staring at the ground.
Luck?
Hehe!
God knows, these two fluttering words, if you want to do it, Ye Chi's two palms are about to be soaked with sweat.
However, it is also true of luck.
She just calculated, no matter how perverted that man was, he couldn't still be 100% focused on the pile of surveillance stuff while eating.
Just try to throw the crumbs that were secretly left in the palm of your hand down the traces of the table, and after determining the safe area, carefully take advantage of the moment when the man is not paying attention, and use brute force to pull the table over.
At this time, out of the corner of her eye, she had noticed that the safety line that had just passed through the dining table had been repaired by the man at this time.
What a pity!
Watching the crumbs of cake that remained on the floor silently disappear without a trace, Ye Chi ate faster.
Who knows, in the next moment, what will this pervert do?
As Ye Chi swallowed the last bite of food in his mouth, he finally sighed in satisfaction.
I've never thought that these things that I usually don't look at are so delicious.
Before, it was a waste.
If you haven't finished eating, pour it out! It's not delicious, throw it away! It's cold, replace it!
What a waste!
"Ye Chi!"
Ye Chi looked up suddenly.
I don't know when, the man who was still outside the infrared just now has changed places.
Originally, there was only a five-meter distance between him and Ye Chi, and at this time, the man's wheelchair had been moved to another place.
Ye Chi raised his eyes to look at the place.
Intuitively, she felt that the place was the door.
As soon as this thought arose, the man's voice sounded in her ears again, "It's true that I underestimated Miss Ye Chi, so below, Miss Ye Chi, let me see your real ability!" β
Click!
It was the sound of the door lock, but I couldn't see anything but the sound, and the man was gone.
It's fucking magical.
Supposedly, there must be a sound coming from the wheelchair movement, but she didn't hear any sound at all, is this also some kind of design of this house?
What a talent everywhere!
However, after finding out that he was completely locked up in the small black room, Ye Chi thought about scolding his mother for a moment.
But at this time, I don't even have the strength to scold my mother.
Day!
Ye Chi propped his hands on the dining table, and with the strength of his legs, the whole person hung on the ceiling.
Originally, it was the only place, where Ye Chi thought it was safe, but at this time, dozens of sharp thorns crisscrossed the ground suddenly emerged from the ground.
She wasn't naΓ―ve enough to think that these disembodied spikes glowing blue were just toys.
That blue and faint light should be poisonous!
Damn!
Luckily, there was a hole in the ceiling that would have allowed her to hang here, otherwise she would have become a hedgehog by now.
In the next second, Ye Chi screamed badly.
How could there be such a hole in the ceiling that was just enough for a hand to grasp?
Click! Click! Click! Click!
After four sounds, Ye Chi once lay on a small wooden bed for six days, like a raft on the sea, isolated by four fences in the middle, forming an independent space.
And the worst thing is that Ye Chi, like this wooden bed, is also locked in this almost suffocating space.