Aren't you amnesia?! No. 71's tone revealed a strong sense of indignation and horror.

Although this kind of affection is a bit inconsistent for a hunter who has already looked down on life and death, it is ...... Fear here is not the same as fear in the normal sense.

For example, if a keeper sees a tiger, he will definitely not be afraid, but if he sees a tiger humming under a tree with his legs crossed, then he will definitely be so scared that his mother forgets.

"Oh, I just remembered it again." Lu Yuan didn't talk much nonsense, so he threw out an answer.

And, while throwing out the answer, he also walked quickly to No. 71's side, and then pinched the other party's iron chain with his hand, clicked, and tore it apart.

In this process, although No. 71 did not dodge, he kept looking at Lu Yuan with an unbelievable look, opening his mouth slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

This is exactly what Lu Yuan meant, if this guy asks a lot of questions, he is not very easy to explain, so, taking advantage of the gap when No. 71's brain has not yet sobered up, Lu Yuan hurriedly came to the side of the iron fence, and divided it by two, and made a big hole in the fence door.

"Don't be stunned, run away!" Lu Yuan waved his hand into the cell door and said.

Unexpectedly......

"I ...... I'm ...... I can't go. Number 71 replied with some confusion.

Lu Yuan frowned, glanced back at this guy, and then found that although this person's feet were still connected to his legs, he showed a strange bending posture, he was tortured by iron just now, and he couldn't see it, but now he looked at it like this: "Your ankle is broken?" ”

No. 71 nodded: "Yes, it's been broken for half a year." He shook his head: "Leave me alone, run by yourself, although I don't know how you did it, but if you are lucky, you may really be able to escape." ”

As he said this, Lu Yuan could see that he still had a little expectation for his escape, after all, between waiting for death here and continuing to live, a normal person would choose the latter.

But maybe No. 71 is no longer willing to rekindle hope in his heart after several years of torture, or maybe he feels that his body, even if he goes out, has no ability to continue to be a hunter, and will only add trouble to others.

Therefore, it seems that it is more rational to wait quietly for death.

emmm...... Although he said that, Lu Yuan definitely won't do it. At the beginning of the dungeon, you will have a Foundation logo engraved on your shoulder, isn't it a clear sign that you kid is a clue figure? With this, Lu Yuan has to get him out.

So, without saying a word, Lu Yuan took out a small jar from his pocket, as well as a large roll of gauze.

This behavior made No. 71 stunned again: "How is it possible, they actually let you enter the cell with medicine?" ”

"Leave it alone!" As Lu Yuan spoke, he poured the bottle of potion into the broken hands and feet of No. 71.

The name of this medicine is [Black Jade Intermittent Ointment], Lu Yuan has seen it when he was at level 5, and there is one in the store in his personal space, and its effect is written "to rot muscles, to erode bones", which sounds quite mysterious, but in fact, it means to treat injuries such as fractures.

And Lu Yuan, he actually doesn't know if this medicine is also good for NPCs, this copy is an independent copy of the SCP Foundation, NPCs and ordinary copies of NPCs are not the same, it is not unusual for anything to happen, anyway, try it first, even if the medicine is not good for NPCs, then it seems that it is not impossible for him to run out with No. 71 on his back.

In this way, after Lu Yuan used up the intermittent ointment, he wrapped the gauze around No. 71's limbs. After less than 10 seconds, Lu Yuan clearly saw that No. 71's entire face had become complicated, and he couldn't say whether it was excitement or fear, anyway, he was staring at the broken part of his ankle, "This...... This ......"

"Luckily, it looks like this thing is working on you." Lu Yuan didn't have time to explain anything to the other party, so he directly grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

No. 71 trembled and stood up.

"Oh my God, this can't be, my feet."

"Come on, let's sigh later, you should be more familiar with me here, lead the way." Lu Yuan stopped No. 71 and asked him to quickly put his mind on the road.

"Good!" No. 71 is still a hunter in the end, although he has long lost hope of survival after years of torture, but at this moment, he seems to be able to squeeze out some of the fighting spirit of the past from the bottom of his heart.

So, without saying a word, he ran in one direction.

The road led to a courtyard through which 71 had been carried through every time he had been tortured in the past few years, so he was familiar with that path. And along the way, it was really like he said before, he didn't see any guards.

Soon, the two reached the end of the cell, where there was a wooden door.

"You can open it, right?" Number 71 said in a suppressed voice.

Lu Yuan didn't respond, he directly stretched out his hand, slammed the door out of a big hole, and then motioned for the other party to follow him out.

Outside the door of the cell, there is a stone staircase extending upwards, and you can clearly feel the majesty of the night blowing in, and there is a trace of coolness and blood in the air.

Number 71 rushed towards the top of the stairs quickly, and it was hard to imagine that he, a man whose muscles had atrophied, could burst out with such speed. And Lu Yuan also followed closely, if he was lucky, maybe he would be able to escape from this slaughterhouse without a fight.

However...... His luck wasn't good.

In the next second when he just got out of the underground cell, Lu Yuan found that a very curious-looking thing was blocked at the exit of the stairs of the cell, and at this time, that thing had already seen Lu Yuan and No. 71.

The corners of Lu Yuan's eyebrows twitched, because, even from the aesthetic point of view of a fellow countryman, that curious thing can definitely be called [ugly].

This fellow resembles a feather duster, consisting of a long spine and about twenty or thirty human hands and feet. Those hands and feet were all stuck in the spine, which looked very crowded, and almost all of them were holding a weapon, or a knife, or a hook, and Lu Yuan even saw a brick in one hand. It just lay on the ground, and although Lu Yuan didn't find anything like [head] or [eye] on his entire body, it was clear that this guy had found himself.

Because...... In the next second, this thing was already crackling, kicking his centipede-like feet upside down, and rushed towards Lu Yuan!