"Let me out~"

Midnight stood up and listened to the cry in his ear, his brow furrowed slightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What the hell are you trying to do? How does it look like a hotel? ”

Just when he was puzzled in the middle of the night, he suddenly lit up in front of him, as if someone was shining a light in the distance, like the scene before nightfall.

"Ahh

Midnight was wondering, and several huge forces came from the darkness, holding him down and not moving. At this moment, midnight is suspended in the air like fish slaughtered on a chopping board.

Suddenly, several dim lights appeared around them, and along with the lights, various torture instruments appeared. On top of the torture equipment, there was a black and red, black and red after the blood was coagulated, and there was a faint fishy smell.

On the execution board on the side, there was still hot blood remaining, and on the ground, there were rows and rows of dry bones, bursts of cold air condensed out, lingering here for a long time.

"What the hell is this place?"

Midnight was speechless, completely unsure of what was going on.

"This is the underworld!"

A majestic voice came from the depths of the darkness, echoing through the space, and it was completely impossible to tell which direction it was coming from.

"The underworld?"

"That's right, it's hell or hell in your eyes!"

"I'm not dead, why did I come here?"

Midnight was even more puzzled in his heart, although he had died once, but after all, he was alive, how could he come to the underworld?

The voice in the darkness was gone, as if it was silent, or did he not know why?

"You speak! Who are you? Why are you locking me here? ”

Midnight struggled with his body, but he didn't move, so he roared into the depths of the darkness to alleviate the fear in his heart.

"I don't know, don't ask me so much, okay... Good... Messy ......"

The voice in the darkness seemed to be painful, and something was restricting his verbal behavior.

"Hey! Feed! You bastard, let me go! ”

Midnight, who couldn't hear the sound, struggled even more violently, and his emotions became agitated.

"Trialist, take the prison!"

"Hey! Wait, hey! You bastard......"

In the darkness, the voice roared mechanically, imbued with an irreversible majesty.

Then, a tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness, wearing black hideous armor, and dragging an iron chain as thick as a calf on the rough palm, dragging it on the ground with a rattling sound.

"Prison... Prison..."

The tall figure approached midnight, his mouth kept roaring, his thin face was as smooth as a knife, the corners of his mouth were blue, and his black eyes seemed clear and chaotic.

"You, what do you want to do?"

In the middle of the night, the tall man picked up an iron weapon that looked like tongs and not scissors from the torture rack on the side, and walked towards him with a cold face, and the fear of the unknown in his heart made him extremely crazy.

The tall man walked step by step towards Midnight with the torture instrument, and Midnight screamed and struggled violently, this scene reminded Midnight of being a child.

At that time, in the middle of the night, he started a pickpocket business at a very young age, shuttling through major commercial streets under the instructions of his adoptive father, and he could pick up dozens of dollars almost every day. But his adoptive father still didn't see him as a human being and abused him as always.

I remember one time, it was a snowy winter, and I was so hungry in the middle of the night that I was denied dinner because of the punishment. Cold nights can be hard to survive without food.

So, in the middle of the night, while his adoptive father had not yet come home, he secretly ate one or two pancakes. Midnight thinking that his adoptive father would not notice, these things are really inconspicuous at home, and he will not remember them after a few glances.

Who knows, the adoptive father knew that things had passed by just a glance, and under questioning, he told the truth in the middle of the night. Then, in the middle of the night, he was hung by his adoptive father on the beam of the house, and he easily pulled off the belt around his waist and played with it in his hand.

No matter how Midnight cries, he can't escape the fate of being whipped after all, Midnight will always remember the cold expression of his adoptive father that night, like the cold of snow falling in his eyes.

"Ahh No! ”

A trace of memory in Midnight's heart was awakened by the tall figure in front of him, and the torture instrument in his hand was like a leather whip that night, magnified in Midnight's eyes.

"Ahh

Midnight roared on his back, the black in his eyes was instantly replaced by blood, and a layer of black mist rose from his body, unloading the huge force in the underworld, and falling to the ground from the air, dodging the blow of the tall man.

"You, you can't bully me anymore!"

Midnight opened his bloody eyes and roared, the black gas on his face was even worse, and he ran towards the tall man with a black mist. His feet clamped the tall man's waist, his claws pinched his ankles, and he spun up fiercely, knocking the tall man to the ground. Immediately after that, he opened a pair of fangs and bit them down, his eyes full of madness.

However, in the next second, Midnight was slapped in the face by a tall man and flew out.

"Hmm......"

Midnight raised his face, the blood from the corner of his mouth slowly flowed, and his gaze at the tall man became even colder.

"Ahh You, die! ”

Midnight rushed to the tall man again, only to see that the tall man picked up the iron chain in his hand, and the originally soft iron chain instantly became stiff, like an iron rod pumping oncoming Midnight.

"Wow!"

Midnight spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew back upside down again, and fell straight to the ground, and his breath gradually withered. Before midnight could get up, another chain flew from the tall man's hand, wrapped Midnight up, and hung in the air again.

At this moment, Midnight was already half-paralyzed, with his head lowered, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, revealing a decadent face.

"Quack, execution!"

The tall man put away the chain and laughed, raised the pincer torture instrument in his hand again, and wanted to punish Midnight with a cold face.

I saw that the tall man arranged the ten fingers of the midnight neatly, one on top of the other. Then, the tall man applied the narrow notches of the pincer-shaped torture instrument to the two fingernails of Midnight.

Next, the notch slowly closes, biting the two nails tightly.

"One"

The tall man roared excitedly, and the hand holding the pincer-shaped torture instrument suddenly forced, pulling it outward.

"Ahh

With a scream, Midnight's two nails were instantly pulled out by the tall man, and blood trickled down from the red flesh of the lost nails.

"Haha, haha!"

The tall man screamed in pain when he saw Midnight, and he also twisted his face and smiled, his voice full of excitement. It seems that watching others being abused is the best joke for him.

Midnight's hand twitched from the severe pain, but the force didn't allow him to leave, and pressed his ten fingers in place.

"Quack!"

The tall man laughed at first, then placed the pincer torture device on the other two fingernails of Midnight again.

"Two!"