Yu Zhouwan couldn't see anything in front of him, everything was based on the feeling accumulated over the years.

She had already taken the chair behind Liang Zhongli.

The wooden chair slammed to the ground with her movements, and the whole chair staggered.

Yu Zhouwan didn't stop for a moment, she raised her hand high, tightened the rope in her hand suddenly, and pressed her leg against Liang Zhongli's back.

Liang Zhongli's somewhat bloated body struggled frantically.

His hand kept grabbing back, but he couldn't touch the rope in Yu Zhouwan's hand.

Yu Zhouwan's strength was not as good as before, and she herself was a little unsure if she could master her strength.

She didn't plan to kill Liang Zhongli, she just wanted to put him down.

Liang Zhongli's face was red at first, and gradually, it began to turn purple.

He struggled with his movements more and more.

When Yu Zhouwan noticed it, she loosened the rope slightly.

After not feeling how much Liang Zhongli moved, she suddenly let go and threw the rope to the side.

Because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, Liang Zhongli, who was unconscious, fell to the side with his body.

He lay on the ground, panting like a cow, frantically sucking in air.

Yu Zhouwan immediately raised her hand and lifted the strip of cloth that slammed her eyes.

There was no sudden light, and it was dim.

But she still subconsciously squinted her eyes.

She didn't dare to untie the ropes around her body for a second, followed by the ropes that bound her feet.

She untied the knots little by little with her fingernails.

Soon, she untied all the ropes that bound her.

Yu Zhouwan pulled the rope away from his body, and then stood up.

A wave of vertigo hit her.

Yu Zhouwan's body shook unsteadily, and she almost fell, she hurriedly raised her hand to support the back of the wooden chair.

"Ahem... Cough...! She coughed hard.

Yu Zhouwan took a few deep breaths and tried his best to endure the discomfort in his throat.

She shook her head lightly, opened her eyes, and looked at Liang Zhongli lying on the ground.

She had to tie Liang up first.

Considering her current physical condition, it is a little difficult to win against Liang Zhongli.

Don't let Liang Zhongli still suffer losses in her hands.

Yu Zhouwan's teeth bit her lip hard, and the slight tingling made her sober up a little.

She let go of her hand on the back of her chair, still clutching the rope in her hand.

Liang Zhongli was about two steps away from her feet.

Yu Zhouwan only felt like he was stepping on cotton, and the whole person felt a little floating.

She stopped next to Liang Zhongli and crouched down.

Her lip was bitten out of blood, and the faint smell of rust on the tip of her tongue made her more sober.

She struggled to hold on, and tied Liang Zhongli's hands and feet with ropes.

After tying up, she fell directly to Lin.

She propped herself on the ground with her hands.

After a while, she eased up a little and began to cough incessantly.

Yu Zhouwan didn't endure it, and raised his eyes to look around.

It's like a warehouse, and there's a lot of space.

There was a thick layer of dust on the ground, and there were sporadic things, but in the dim environment, she couldn't see clearly for a while.

It feels like it's been under control for a long time.

Yu Zhouwan looked up and looked up, and the material on the top was exactly the same as the material on the surrounding walls.

Yu Zhouwan looked ahead and vaguely saw a door there.

She braced herself up and walked forward.

Soon, she was at the door.

Yu Zhouwan raised his hand and groped by the door.

I felt a bump in the place where there should have been a door lock, but there was no door lock.

Even the door and the wall have a bulge.