When I heard the report of Nighthawk's return, my heart trembled: how did she come back? Is it to save me? It shouldn't be possible! Isn't it true that since the base was built, countless people have tried to escape from here, but in the end, none of them have escaped alive?

But if Nighthawk wasn't here to save me, how could she come back? She should still be in her office 9-5 all day in her system. [Full text reading. 】

I didn't have time to think too much, for as soon as the man's report sounded, little Bulvoo said, "Take her to my office at once!" ”

After saying that, little Bulvoo led people away, but after walking a short distance, he stopped and looked at me hanging upside down on the city wall: "Flying fox, Anna Xiǎo Jiě asked me to take her to say hello to you, and let me tell you by the way, this is the end of your dishonesty!" Hahaha...... Take your time and enjoy! ”

Little Bulvoo walked away with a few of his close men, leaving only two shā shǒu guarding me, and I was alone hanging upside down on the city wall. No, it can't be said that I'm the only one hanging upside down on the wall, because there is another person four or five meters away from me, but a dead man.

There are many ways to execute people at the training base of the Bulvoo family, but the most common is to hang people on the walls of the city to starve to death or die of thirst. Generally, the number of days of hanging is decided depending on what has been committed. Usually it's at least a week. If it's summer, under the sun's exposure, you can basically die of thirst if you don't give water for about two days. Because under the sun, just like in the desert without water, in an environment where the temperature is too high, in fact, just one day without drinking water is enough to cause ordinary people to die of severe dehydration.

However, although it was winter, especially in the primeval forests of Siberia, and the snow had already begun to fall as early as October, I was not going to die of thirst, but I knew that I would freeze to death tonight. It's December, I was caught in October last year, and I know how cold it is on a December night. Generally, the temperature can reach minus 30 or 40 degrees at night, and the lowest temperature even exceeds minus 50 degrees.

What is the concept of minus thirty or forty degrees? Generally, the freezing temperature of the refrigerator is between minus 12 degrees and minus 18 degrees. In other words, the temperature here at night is equivalent to two or three times the temperature of a typical refrigerator. It is no exaggeration to say that when I first came last year, I once ran out at night to pee, although it was not as cold as some Northeast netizens on the Internet said that it would freeze before it landed, but it would freeze in a few seconds when it was sprinkled on the ground.

You can imagine how long I can hold out at night when I am hanging upside down here like this.

Looking at the corpse not far away, maybe it was daytime and the sun was shining well, so he wasn't frozen, but I could tell from his appearance that he should have frozen to death before he hung long.

There is a saying in this base that if anyone dares to disobey orders in winter, the leader of Bulvo will let him taste the gradual freezing of the blood in his body. It is said that the feeling is first frozen and numb, and then the numbness begins to spread from the outside in. At first, the smallest limbs freeze, then the rest of the body freezes, and finally the heart and brain freeze. Under such extreme low temperatures, although this is not a very long process, for the person concerned, it is a very long cycle of death.

For those who are hanged here in winter, I believe that the most terrifying thing is not death, but this process of waiting to be frozen alive.

Thinking of this, I really didn't dare to continue thinking about it, because I also started to get scared. At this moment, I even wanted to beg Bulvo to shoot me to death, and give me a good time.

For me, having experienced so many life-and-death dangers, I now take death lightly.

This is not to say that I am not afraid of death now, I am still afraid of death, and if I can not die, no one wants to die. I can only say that I have long seen through that I will die sooner or later, and may even die at any time, so I say that I have long regarded death very lightly.

In fact, although I am in a desperate situation at the moment, there is one more thing to be happy about for me. That is, Su Yuhan and Huang Ziyi were not sent here with me, otherwise, I would definitely not be as calm as I am now.

At this point, I was still wearing a pair of shǒu kào on my hands, which were handcuffed behind my back, and as for my legs, of course, they were firmly bound by a very thick rope hanging from the city wall. The thick rope was tied to the shackles between my legs. Because when I was escorted from Hong Kong, I always wore shǒu kào on my hands and shackles on my legs. Even after getting here, they didn't untie it for me.

A gust of cold wind blew on my body, causing a piercing pain in my body. But this pain is a good thing for me at this time, because the physical pain reminds me to find a way to get out of here. Once the temperature drops dramatically after sunset, my limbs will soon freeze over, and at that point, it will be impossible for me to escape.

The biggest challenge I face now is how to untie the shǒu kào on my hands and the shackles on my legs. The first and foremost is the shǒu kào on the hand. As soon as the shǒu kào is untied, once my hands are free, the shackles on my feet will be fine.

After all, I received special training here for half a year, and if those instructors hadn't taught me how to open ordinary shǒu kào shackles, how could I have been called a super-killer in the first place?

I pulled a thin wire more than two inches long from my belt at the waistband, one of the many wires I had hidden in my belt for a long time. Although my belt is not a special belt, it is just a very ordinary belt, but in order to cope with this special situation, I have hidden a total of no less than seven thin steel wires in several sections of the belt. This kind of wire is very hard, but it can be bent if you break it hard. The shǒu kào, which is now more popular in China, is a triangular key, so I had to bend the thin steel wire into a triangle with my hand to reach in to impress the shǒu kào.

This may be a difficult technical job for ordinary people, or even difficult and difficult. But for those who have received this kind of professional training, this kind of shǒu kào is actually not as difficult to open as imagined.

My biggest concern right now is not whether I can open the shǒu kào, but how I can avoid the eyes of the two shā shǒu below.

Dog, these two seemed to have some deep hatred for me, and they had been sitting under a big tree not far away and looking up at me, obviously watching my every move at all times.

I'm sure they'll come and check it out as soon as they see the slightest bit of something unusual. Therefore, I can only do the "key" first and wait for the time to open the shǒu kào.

Calculating the time, I estimate that it should be around two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and I believe that two or three hours is not enough time to freeze my limbs, so I decided to wait until dark to open shǒu kào after making the key.

I'm not thinking about whether I'll be able to escape from this base right now, I just want to get myself down as soon as possible. As long as his limbs are free again, even if he fights to the death with them, even if he dies in the end, it is better than freezing to death here. That's the only thing on my mind at the moment.

I didn't think about whether Nighthawk had come to save me, or what she had come back for, for I didn't expect her to come to me. What's more, she has been missing for so long, and when she suddenly comes back this time, she always has to give little Bulvo a reasonable explanation.

And who is Little Bulvo, it is estimated that Nighthawk will definitely not be so easy to deceive Little Bulvo.

I was right, because not long after I got the shǒu kào key ready, the scarred Nighthawk was escorted towards me by several big men. Soon, she was also hung from the city walls. It's only four or five meters away from me.

Although I guessed that Nighthawk could not fool little Bulvo so easily, I was somewhat surprised at that moment when I saw Nighthawk also hanging from the wall.

Therefore, when Nighthawk was hung upside down, I smiled wryly and whispered, "Hehe, why are you coming back?" To save me? ”

"Don't be sentimental, I only came back because some people didn't obey orders, so I had to go out to complete the task that should have been done by him!" Nighthawk's tone was cold when he said this, cold like he had never felt before. Of course, I knew that she meant me by "certain people", and although I felt a little guilty in my heart, I still said: "Didn't you think before you came back that little Bulvo would believe your lies?" You've been missing for so long, and now you've suddenly run back, do you really think little Bulvoo is a fool? Not to mention that he is such a suspicious person, even if he is a brainless person, he will not easily believe you! If you come back, it's clear that you're going to die! ”

"Hmph......" Nighthawk snorted coldly, "Let's save some strength and wait for others to save us." ”

"Someone will come to our rescue?"

"Do you really think I'm going to be so stupid that I will run back to my death without any certainty?"

"Who will come to our rescue?"

"You'll know after dark." Nighthawk said: "As for now, you should save some strength and wait for your life!" ”

"Didn't you say that no one had ever escaped from this killer base of the Bulvoo family?" I didn't think we'd get out.

"That was before!" Nighthawk said coldly.