Su Mao walked up the street, he looked up at the blue sky in fascination for a while, he knew that if he didn't take advantage of the moment to look at it a little longer, when he saw this kind of heart-warming sky again, it might be the next time he completed the contract and came out of hell.

He casually flagged down a taxi, and after Su Mao told the driver the address he was going to, he sat in the back and took a nap.

In the dream, Su Mao seemed to have returned to his home in the motherland, and saw his parents who were angry, and the scene when he was kicked out of home was repeated again in the dream.

"Hun boy, don't come back in your life, from today on, we have nothing to do with you, and the foreign debts you owe will be paid by yourself!"

"Brother Su Mao, come with me to Di Domain, we will be free if we go. Nobody cares about us, we do whatever we want. Su Mao thought of the eldest brother who immigrated to Di Yu with him, but his grave was now surrounded by grass. When Su Mao and the two came to Di Yu, they didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and Su Mao's eldest brother was directly killed by a street thug in the civilian area with a baseball bat.

No one came out to help, no one called the police, and pedestrians on the streets walked as usual. As Su Mao and the dead eldest brother thought, Di Yu was indeed very free. It's just that this kind of freedom is a bit too much......

"Shhh...... Why is it so cold? Su Mao suddenly woke up in the cold, and he found himself in an extremely cold place, surrounded by standing ice sculptures, but the ice sculptures were incomplete, and some had broken into several pieces evenly and fell to the ground around them.

"Gaba!" The ice sculpture on Su Mao's side suddenly shattered, making Su Mao want to turn his head to take a look. But he found that he couldn't even twist his neck.

Not only could his neck not move, but when his body was getting colder and colder, he couldn't even shiver. Su Mao could feel that his body was gradually losing consciousness, and when his head was still sluggish, Su Mao found that an ice sculpture not far in front of him had frozen his face.

After the ice sculpture froze its face, what was revealed from it was the back of the human skull, which means that the surrounding ice sculptures were frozen and shattered, and they were living people like themselves!

Where is this exactly...... Freezing hell?

"Sir, sir? The destination has arrived. The taxi driver saw that Su Mao was still sleeping in the back seat, so he tried to wake him up. But the driver didn't hear Su Mao's reply, so he turned around to look at Su Mao behind him, and found that Su Mao's face was pale and he was constantly shivering.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The driver immediately got out of the car and opened the back seat door to check Su Mao's condition, and saw that Su Mao's forehead was still in a cold sweat at this time. So the driver touched Su Mao's forehead with his hand to compare the temperature with his forehead, he felt that Su Mao's body temperature was lower than his own, and it was estimated that Su Mao was having a low-grade fever.

"What can I do, I didn't have this symptom when I got in the car before." The driver was anxious, Su Mao's body temperature was a little abnormal, he was like a person who stood outside for an hour in winter before coming back, if it went on like this, maybe Su Mao would be really cold.

And even more coincidentally, the location of the driver is now far away from the surrounding hospitals. The nearest hospital is in the abandoned area where Su Mao is going, and that hospital is naturally abandoned, and it can't save Su Mao at all. If the driver drove Su Mao to other hospitals for medical treatment, Su Mao might not be able to hold on.

Just when the driver really couldn't think of a way, a voice suddenly came to his head.

"Throw him here, it's abandoned, and no one will find him." The driver shook his head violently when he realized that he had this thought.

"Bastard, how could I have such thoughts!"

But he really has nothing to do, there is no fever medicine in his car, and the surrounding hospitals are too far away, if Su Mao really burned to death in his car, will anyone dare to take his own car in the future?

"That's not okay, as a driver, you have to be responsible for the safety of passengers!"

But in this case, if he is responsible for it to the end, he will definitely pay a lot of compensation. In addition to increasing the pressure on his life, it will not be of any benefit to Su Mao, after all, Su Mao has lost his life.

"Damn, what should I do?" The driver really couldn't figure out what to do. But suddenly there was a flash of inspiration in his head, maybe there would be the fever reducer that Su Mao needed in the abandoned hospital not far away.

"Let's take a look, maybe there's any medicine left that hasn't been taken away......" The driver gritted his teeth, and he drove into the abandoned area with the last hope.

After the taxi drove away, calm returned to the entrance to the ruins, and in a collapsed building not far away, a blank face was watching the taxi gradually moving away from the window.

The car stopped at the entrance of the abandoned hospital, and to the driver's surprise, two black cars and an extended black hearse were neatly parked in front of the hospital.

"Is there anyone in the hospital?" The driver got out of the car and ran into the abandoned hospital, the first floor was full of dust, and the driver did not stop long. But when he got to the third floor, the driver found that there were many people standing in the corridor outside the ward, they were dressed differently, and they couldn't see the close place in their words and deeds, and they were completely like strangers to each other. The only thing that this group of people have in common is that they are all staring at the brightly lit ward.

At this time, a 16-year-old boy sitting on a seat in the corridor noticed the driver at the staircase, and he smiled slightly childishly at the driver and waved his hand in the direction of the staircase.

"Don't be afraid, everyone's purpose is the same."

"Purpose?" The driver didn't understand what the teenager was talking about, but with so many people there, he knew that the Su cat in the car might be saved.

"That...... I don't know what your purpose is, but this hospital seems to be able to heal people, right? Can you help me treat the patient in the car? He seemed to have a low-grade fever. The driver walked into the third floor and was closer to the people in the hallway. But when I heard the driver's answer, the expressions of the people around me suddenly changed.

Some people were frightened, some frowned, and the young man who took the initiative to greet the driver just now suddenly looked at the driver's side with an expressionless face.

"Is there anything beside me?" The driver thought to himself and turned his head to see a man in black wearing sunglasses and the muzzle of a gun pointed at him.

"Bang!" The pistol rang out at a harsh sound, and the driver fell to the ground with a surprised expression.

Blood flowed down the muzzle of the driver's head, and the man in black simply withdrew the gun and did not look at the driver's body again.

"It's not over yet, there seems to be another person in his car." The 16-year-old man in the chair suddenly spoke, and the man in black turned to go downstairs after receiving the order. Only then did the people around him know that the young man did not come to sign the contract like himself, and he was more likely to be the initiator of the contract.

"Young master, choose me, I have the experience of going to hell three times, and the first time I went to the ninth layer of hell. You can choose me absolutely assured! A sturdy young man walked up to the boy and began to brag to himself.

"Young master, you can choose me too, I have been to hell five times!" Another young woman also began to introduce herself, and she also threw a wink at the boy, as if she didn't take going to hell seriously.

"And me, bring me with me, I'm the lucky one who has been praised by the director, and having me is equivalent to an extra layer of safety insurance!" A sloppy young man in untidy clothes raised his hand and said.

In this way, the people in the hallway scrambled to introduce themselves, but the boy did not listen to them all. He rubbed his temples and looked embarrassed.

"Don't listen to them, they're just laymen who survived by luck! Sir, I have been to the deep ground 狱️, you can rest assured that you will stay with me! A middle-aged man who suddenly appeared completely interrupted the other person's self-introduction, and the others were a little dissatisfied at first. But when he heard his introduction, the people around him immediately fell silent, and only the sighs of the sweeping old lady could be heard in the corridor.

The survival rate of the deep hell is not comparable to that of the first ten layers, even if the number of people who enter the tenth layer of hell is ten times that of entering the eleventh layer, there may not be any people 多️ from the tenth layer who come out alive.

The middle-aged man's words made him completely become a strong man in the eyes of others, and in the eyes of everyone, this middle-aged man would definitely be chosen by the young man in front of him.

"Oh, is it? Ever came out of the depths of hell? The boy raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with interest.

"Yes, the demons in the deep hell have left a huge scar on my back, and this kind of ghost is not encountered in the shallow hell at all."

The middle-aged man said this, his face hateful, and he turned to reveal the scar behind him. Everyone exclaimed, behind the middle-aged man, there was indeed a huge scar from the low end of the neck to the lumbar vertebrae, and the skin of the scar was sunken on the back, like a ravine, showing the insurmountable gap between him and other scapegoats in terms of experience.

But the young man in the seat actually showed a mocking smile when he heard this, and the others looked surprised, and the middle-aged man didn't turn around, and he didn't notice that the young man was laughing at all.

The boy pulled out a short revolver from his bosom and pointed it at the middle-aged man's legs 枪️.

"Ahh The middle-aged man suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground, he quickly turned around and stared at the young man in front of him in horror, while thinking about where he had not made up the lie properly.

"No, no, no, your lies are well told and you are very serious. I don't know what kind of ghost you were hurt by this wound behind you. The boy complimented the middle-aged man on his wonderful performance, but then he raised his gun and pointed it at the middle-aged man's head.

"But one thing I know very well is that everyone who has been to the deep hell has to sign a confidentiality contract, and they will not be here to tell so many people that they have come from the deep hell. And you, die at this point! The boy was about to pull the trigger, but before he could get a bullet from the side, it flew into the middle-aged man's head.

At the entrance of the building, the man in black who had just gone downstairs to clean up Su Mao came back, and the bullet fired from his gun took another life.

"Young master, this person I found in the car frequents this place, I think he might come in handy." The man in black stepped forward and threw the unconscious Su cat to the ground.

"It's just that he's still having a fever, so it looks like he needs to be treated first."