“what？ Death, are you crazy? You're going to kill us! The manipulator turned his head and shouted at Xu Zixuan.

"Impotence, how long is it?" Xu Zixuan ignored the ** of the manipulator, and instead focused on impotence. Of course, the hand that was pressed on the manipulator's shoulder did not move away.

"56 seconds" The impotence's voice sounded a little trembling, but he didn't give up.

"Give you another 26 seconds, or I'll have to risk defusing the bomb!" Xu Zixuan said lightly to impotence. After speaking, Xu Zixuan squatted beside the manipulator and watched the continuous fusion of the bomb liquid.

"Since the bomb needs to be detonated by metal collision, the computer's countdown timer must control a certain metal wire, and use a switch to make the metal wire periodically energized and contact the metal sheet to produce sparks. Although I am confident in impotence, I still hope that you can find that metal wire to make sure that is not lost. ”

"I'll rub it, Death, and I know that there will never be good fruit to eat with you." The robot complained, but the movement of his hands did not stop. After a while, he pulled out two metal wires from a large pile of messy wiring. The two metal wires look exactly the same from the outside, as do the parts of the bombs they received.

"Choose one of the two, you decide!" The manipulator handed the pliers in his hand to Xu Zixuan, "Don't think about cutting the two together, otherwise a short circuit will also cause sparks." ”

"Impotence" Xu Zixuan yelled with tongs. The liquid bomb in front of him was almost fused. Two non-dangerous liquids fused together to form a bright red and extremely explosive liquid bomb. Xu Zixuan knew that he only had one chance, either everyone would die together, or everyone would live together.

"Give me another 10 seconds in 25 seconds, and I'll be fine," he sat in front of the computer sweating profusely, his hands drumming back and forth on the keyboard like clockwork.

There was no time, less than half a minute was the time to blink and blink a few times. Xu Zixuan gritted his teeth, stretched out his pliers, and aimed at the metal wire that was closer to him. Just as he was about to cut the metal wire with all his might, the manipulator suddenly shouted, "No, it's not this one!" ”

Looking in the direction of the manipulator's fingers, Xu Zixuan immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The top of the metal wire in your hand is wound around a motor, once the metal wire is broken, the current on the surface of the motor has no path, and a short circuit will be formed on the surface and sparks.

It's just too dangerous. After Xu Zixuan came back to his senses, he immediately aimed the pliers at another metal wire, and then gritted his teeth and cut it fiercely. At the same time that Xu Zixuan cut the metal wire, impotence also shouted, "Nima is finally done!" Death, the timer is down! ”

It wasn't until this moment that the butcher and others who were nervous in the basement breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Zixuan and the manipulator's clothes were already soaked with cold sweat, and while being surprised, Xu Zixuan did not forget to pant and stretched out his thumb towards impotence. The countdown number stopped at the number 9, that is, if there was no decoding of impotence and Xu Zixuan's cutting of the metal wire, in another 9 seconds, all the personnel in the basement would have no bones.

"It's finally safe" After a while, the butcher screamed, provoking ** to take out his mobile phone from his waist and aim it at his head. "Shut up, you stupid pig"

The butcher has nothing to do with this beautiful but ruthless female demon. So, he had to turn his anger on the mercenary who was trapped all over his body and left in the corner**. The butcher kicked the captive in the lower abdomen hard, and the huge force made the captive wail and spit out a lot of yellow bile.

"That's enough, butcher." Xu Zixuan stepped forward and pulled the butcher away, "Don't kill him." We are also counting on him to tell us where to go next. Doctor, it's time for you to behave. ”

The doctor walked up silently. Everyone looked at the poor captive with a tragic eye. If it falls into the hands of the butcher, it may die faster, but at least it is not so painful. But if it falls into the hands of the doctor, I'm afraid you won't be able to die if you want to!

"Death, do you want a civil trial or a martial trial?" The doctor slowly rolled up his sleeves.

"What's the difference?" Xu Zixuan asked unexpectedly.

"Of course. The censorship, as the name suggests, was more civilized, and the captives suffered less. The doctor said as he pulled a shot from his pocket, "This is my exclusive medicine, and I call it: the truth." As long as a needle is pricked, in less than 2 minutes, this guy will completely reveal the details of how old he is still wetting the bed, rolling the sheets for the first time, and even the characteristics of his concubine. But the Grim Reaper, this medicine is hard to find, and I'm just that."

"As for the martial arts," the doctor then took out the tools that had been shown on the train from his backpack, carefully placed them on the table, and then looked at Xu Zixuan, waiting for his decision.

"Martial arts! It's not worth using something so precious! Xu Zixuan gave the answer without much thought.

"OK, as you wish!" After hearing this, the doctor slowly put on white rubber gloves and walked towards the captive. Although the poor captive didn't understand what Xu Zixuan was talking about just now, but seeing the doctor come to him with his hands with rubber gloves on his face, even if he was stupid, he wouldn't think that the doctor was here to treat him, not to mention that there were no wounds on his body now.

The captives struggled incessantly, trying to escape the pain that was coming. The doctor did not care about his feelings, and when he came to him, he suddenly jumped up and stepped on the facebone of the man's calf, directly trampled his calf, and then slowly rolled it twice on the broken joint, and when he lifted his foot, the captive's calf was already deformed at a right angle of 90 degrees. After another look, the victim didn't say a word, and fainted directly.

When Big Dumb Bear finished doing this, the doctor called out to the butcher next to him, "Help me lift this guy to the table and lay him flat, I'm going to start the operation."

The butcher was speechless. Although he was very dissatisfied with the title of Big Stupid Bear, looking at the doctor's indifferent look after mutilating the prisoner, the butcher swallowed, obediently dragged the prisoner onto the table, and then immediately ran to the corner, far away from the doctor.

The "Grim Reaper" impotence was also frightened at this time, "What is the doctor going to do?" Ready to dissect him alive? The Neiva Convention does not allow the mistreatment of prisoners of war! ”

"We are mercenaries, not under the jurisdiction of the Naiva Convention, and he is not a prisoner, but only my test subjects," the doctor said this, and began to move. He first took the prisoner's clothes, picked up the strange scalpel, and kept cutting on the prisoner's body. In less than half a minute, the captive, who had already fainted, suddenly let out an earth-shattering shout. Impotence originally turned his head and didn't dare to look at this human tragedy, but when he heard the heart-rending shouts of the captives, he couldn't help but peek at it. It was this glance that made him almost throw up.

The doctor was skinning the captives. Under the doctor's skillful manipulation, large swaths of the captive's limbs were cut off by his sharp scalpel, leaving only black and red muscles.

"Vomiting" In the end, the impotence still couldn't hold back, and it was broadcast live in the basement.

At this time, the cries of the captives were no longer human voices, and the ultra-high-frequency noise spread throughout the basement, and the blood of those present was boiling.

Stimulated by the blood, the butcher did not care about the personal grudge with the doctor at this time, and slowly walked up, drew his saber and prepared to help on the side. The doctor frowned and glanced at the butcher standing beside him, then sighed and took a medical mask from his pocket and threw it to him.

"Take it! It is important to pay attention to hygiene during the operation, otherwise it is easy to cause bacterial infection. ”

The butcher took the mask speechlessly. Nima, you've made people like this, and you're still thinking about bacterial infections? Nima doesn't think it's the turn of the bacteria to get infected, and this guy already has braids, right? However, the butcher only dared to think about it, and he did not dare to question this doctor who was merciful but vicious at this time.

The butcher took out a lighter, put the blade of the dagger on the flame and burned it, which was considered to have sterilized the surgical knife according to the doctor's instructions. Then he picked apart the sticky skin muscles that the doctor had missed, carved a variety of patterns on the muscles, and had a lot of fun. After a while, the captive cried out, and the sharp pain had consumed all his strength, and he could only slump there and grunt.

But the doctor still didn't seem to be satisfied, and actually used the discarded mineral water bottles and straws in the basement to assemble a simple infusion device, and asked a manipulator to go to the upper living room to draw a few large tubes of blood from the many corpses and put them into the mineral water bottles. Even Xu Zixuan, who has experienced countless lives and deaths, can't stand this behavior, Nima wants to give blood transfusions to the captives and hang bottles, in order not to let him die so soon.

"Isn't this doctor in the heart of the Grim Reaper? If he continues like this, it won't be long before this captive won't die? Impotence cautiously moved to Xu Zixuan's side at this time, and asked quietly in his ear.

"If it weren't for **, how could he give up such a promising career as a doctor and run to Africa to become a mercenary?" Xu Zixuan patted the back of the impotence in understanding, "It's okay, although the doctor is a little bit good, he is measured." Until that guy doesn't say what we want, dying is a luxury for him. ”

The impotence shuddered, then looked at the other people in the basement. The manipulator was seriously studying the huge liquid bomb just now, and ** was trimming his nails with an intoxicated face.

"**, how did I get mixed up with a bunch of crazy people!" Impotence wants to cry without tears. In this way, a group of people gathered around the place like a pack of wolves surrounding a sheep, and the smell of blood quickly filled the entire basement like wings. (To be continued.) )