Chapter 232: Playing with Fire
Predictably, the next time the masked officer returns, I will either be tortured to death or confess. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Of course, there is a third way, which I cut off on my own. It's just that I escaped with all the hard work and wanted me to die here, and I was really unwilling. Escape? I struggled again, and my hands and feet were cuffed. It is unrealistic to expect others to come to the rescue, and how to escape is a complex issue.
"If only I could shrink bones." I smiled bitterly and said, this bone reduction technique is not nothing. The so-called bone reduction technique is roughly divided into two types of practitioners. The first type of person is to soak in special potions since childhood, coupled with specific exercise methods, which can improve their own flexibility, and the joints of the whole body can be disassembled at will. Of course, this kind of bone shrinking technique can only be regarded as a kind of martial art, and it cannot pass through a hole the size of a rat hole as the legend says. The second type of person is a little more mysterious. If it weren't for the record of "Ping Demon Ji", I would have thought it was just a strange talk. In the Daomen, it is called the Mustard Seed Technique, which belongs to a small branch of the Qimen Technique, and after practice, it can shrink people. It's just that this secret method was lost after the Song Dynasty, mainly because many young people used this technique to do evil, and the Taoist sect at that time simply ordered to prohibit the practice of the door in order to avoid trouble. After nearly a thousand years, up to now, I am afraid that no one will be able to do this mustard seed technique.
After thinking about it, I sighed helplessly. With this exertion, I only felt pain in my wrist. After some struggle just now, my hands and wrists were naturally sore from the handcuffs. I looked up at my handcuffed hands. "Men, be cruel to yourself." As soon as I gritted my teeth, I slammed my left hand down, and with a snap, cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and I gasped. When I looked up again, the little finger of my left hand was deformed and bent inward. I tried to get the left and right out of the handcuffs, and with this movement, I felt a sharp pain in the little finger of my left hand. Obviously, it's still not enough.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and slammed my left hand hard. Ten fingers hurt my heart, and this time, the pain made me almost faint. I subconsciously wanted to put my left hand on my mouth and bite it. This bite was another sharp pain. The next moment, I felt a burst of ecstasy in my heart. That's how my left hand came out.
Looking at the three red and swollen fingers, I didn't have time to feel sorry for myself. Swallowing, I put my left hand on my back, gritted my teeth, and pressed down hard. This time, there was no sound, but I could feel that my whole head was going to explode. I resisted the sharp pain and looked at my left hand again, the deformed fingers had recovered, but the redness and swelling seemed to be more in my eyes. The only thing I can understand is my thumb and index finger.
What's next? Use this method to get your right hand out again? This is naturally possible, but if my hands are useless, can I still escape? Trying to untie the handcuffs is also an option, but I haven't learned how to pick locks. Moreover, not to mention the swastika folder, I don't even have a single instant noodle. Is it open with hair?
My mind is racing, my time is running out, and the masked officer will be back at any moment. The only way to do it is to give it a go. Thinking of this, I stretched out my left hand and struggled to form a sword finger. Then, he bit the tip of his left finger and read: "Defend the right and ward off the evil, and borrow the law!" I saw the sheets under my feet catch fire with a "poof".
I was speechless this time, I usually use my right hand to light a cigarette, and the application of the Yang Huo Technique with my left hand is naturally not as good as that of my right hand. As soon as this fire ignited, I regretted it, and it was almost burned to the crotch. I yelled, "Help, it's on fire." Help, it's on fire. ”
After a few shouts, the window of the iron door was opened, and the face of a masked man appeared outside the window, and the next moment, the iron door was opened, and the masked man hurriedly ran over, panicking for a while, trying to find water. The next moment, the masked man took off his clothes and bent down to extinguish the fire.
That's what I've been waiting for. I jerked to my feet and slapped him on the neck with all my might. The force was so strong that the masked man snorted and fell onto the bed. The fire was extinguished by him. And I, breathing in the cool air. This time, the fingers of my left hand were deformed.
I struggled to shine on the key on the masked man. God is pitiful, it seems that the TV series is not completely made up. The masked man had a bunch of keys around his waist.
It took a lot of effort to finally untie the shackles of my hands and feet. Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I heard the sound of the iron door opening in the distance. Apparently, someone came? For a while, where can I hide?
Sure enough, the sound of footsteps came this time, and I couldn't be more familiar with it, this is the masked officer. He should be the only one, right? I looked around, and the only thing I could hide in was under the bed and behind the iron door.
The masked officer, apparently also noticing that the door was open and the guards were gone, trotted in and entered. I slammed the door shut, then smiled, "Do you have all your gear?" ”
The masked officer was surprised: "How is it possible? After saying that, he wanted to go and stretch his right hand to his waist.
I know, he's going to pull out his gun, how can I give him this chance? Thinking of the masked officer's paste, I was naturally angry, and my left hand, which was already swollen like a pig's trotters, of course, these two accounts should be counted on his head.
I stepped forward, and one lifted sideways, and the masked officer slammed upside down against the wall. But, apparently, he was not seriously injured, just now, the masked officer was caught off guard, and I sneaked up on the hand. Now it seems that the masked officer was not an embroidered pillow.
The masked officer stood up with a smile and said, "I haven't done it for a long time, and I originally wanted to play with you." Now, though, it's not bad to use you as a punching bag. ”
I know that it is not a good thing to tremble with a masked officer. What is going on here can be discovered at any time. Even, when the masked officer finds that he can't beat him, he will call someone. I said, "Perhaps, we can talk about the conditions." ”
"On what terms?" The masked officer thought I was going to compromise, so he didn't do it right away.
"I know it's impossible for you to let me go, and it's useless for you to blindly extract confessions. Maybe you give me something good and I'll tell you everything you want to know. I said.
"Benefits?" The masked officer said, "What benefits?" ”
I stretched out my right hand and made a gesture to hold a cigarette. The officer thought I was going to play some trick, but when he saw me like this, he smiled and said, "You want to smoke?" ”
"It's not." I said: "Keep the right and ward off the evil, just borrow the law, and open the yin talisman!" ”
The next moment, the masked officer fell to the ground. This is one of my new discoveries in the past six months, I can now emit yang fire not only with my bare hands, but also with my bare hands. At that moment just now, I instantly extinguished the yang fire on the shoulders of the masked officer, unlike cultivators, ordinary people will fall into a coma as long as the yang fire on their shoulders is extinguished, and the officer is naturally like this at this time.
I let out a sigh of relief, and then I should find a way to get out. (To be continued.) )