muttered in his mouth, and the voice of Feng Chenglin became smaller and smaller.

"Boom!"

There was a soft sound overhead, and a white light shone down.

"Hey, are you dead?? If you're dead, squeak ......"

"Your uncle ......" Feng Chenglin scolded angrily: "You are so dead, can you still speak!" ”

The breeze blew in his face, and Feng Chenglin suddenly felt a little refreshed.

I said...... You old thing, you have the ability to come in, see if I don't bite you to death......"

"Hehe, don't worry, you will bite me to death one day!"

While speaking, Wu Shengji hooked the water bag with an iron hook, filled it with water, and threw it down with a steamed bun.

"Feng Chenglin, let me ask you first...... Do you want to be suffocated to death so aggrieved, or do you want to be killed by me! ”

"Your uncle!"

Feng Chenglin grabbed the steamed bun and swallowed it in three or two bites, and drank half a bag of water with a gurgling voice, only then did he feel that his spirit was completely restored.

"Ben Dashao is still the same sentence, you will either kill me, if I wait for the opportunity, I will definitely bite you to death!!"

"Boom!"

The iron lid was closed, and Feng Chenglin's angry scolding entered his ears again.

"!!"

He hated and shook his hand, and decisively stopped scolding.

He scolded for so long, except for almost suffocating himself, there was no more use for it.

With that spare time, it's better to think about how to get out!!

Looking around, Feng Chenglin was speechless: "If Sanshao was here, what would she do?!" ”

Thinking of Ling Luoyu's appearance, he sat down cross-legged and slowly looked around.

Suddenly, he jumped up as if he was burning his buttocks.

"That's not right...... How did I cram such a big chunk in?! ”

The hole above the steamed bun is the size of a bowl, and he can't even stick his head out, let alone the whole big living person.

As long as the other party doesn't throw him in and reinstall it after giving him a cheba, there must be a big hole for him to enter.

He suddenly looked at his body, his clothes were intact, and there was no loss, which meant that the hole he had entered was bigger than he had imagined.

"That's easy to do!!"

Feng Chenglin chicken thief smiled and hurriedly touched around.

"San Shao said that in this world, there is no perfect thing! There must be a notch in this big iron bucket as well!! ”

If there must be an opening, there must be a gap.

As long as you find a gap, you will definitely be able to come out!!

After touching it around, all the pride of the fat man disappeared again.

"!!"

There are indeed cracks in the surrounding iron walls, but there are too many cracks.

Before one wall was touched, more than 20 cracks had already been made, large and small.

It's as if this big iron bucket is assembled from countless pieces of iron.

After touching it thoroughly, Feng Chenglin sat on the ground with a butt.

For him now, after touching it, it's better not to touch it!!

Before touching it, he still felt that life was full of hope, and he could get out of this perverted place at any time.

But after touching it, I felt tired and didn't love, and instantly felt that the world was still so dark.

With his unlearned brain, how easy is it to get out?!

Frustrated, Feng Chenglin's gaze fell on the iron wall again.

"Whether it's a method or not, Lao Tzu has to try, right? You can't just succumb to death here, can you?! ”

The idea must be that he got up angrily, beat chicken blood, and touched it piece by piece.