I didn't have time to think about what the situation was now, so I grabbed the woman's arm and pushed her back into the dungeon where she had been, and then bolted the door outside, lest the wild boy come out of here to my detriment - shut the mother and son. I immediately returned the way I came, and just as I was climbing back into the well, a man jumped to the bottom of the well, and his big feet fell in front of me.

I didn't even look up at the man's face, but reached out and grabbed the man's ankle, and then pulled it back hard—because the size of the feet already showed that the person who jumped down could never have been Dingdang.

The man exclaimed "ahh

I thought it would knock him unconscious, but the guy got back up the moment he fell, and then reached over and grabbed my wrist.

His strength was amazing, and I felt like the bones of my hand were going to be broken by him.

Gritting my teeth and enduring the pain, I quickly grabbed his hand with my left hand and forced him to let go with more force.

No matter how great a person's strength is, it has its limits after all, and Qiqi's strength can easily break through the limits of human beings. The guy I pinched my wrist screamed in pain, and he quickly let go of my hand and stepped over to my face.

I don't want to be stepped on by those black feet that look like big fans. I also quickly let go of his wrist, and then the whole person fell backwards by a meter.

The man didn't stay in the well, I didn't see him leave in any way, but it was definitely fast enough, and I saw him get his feet off the bottom of the well and drill out again, but by the time I got out of the tunnel, the man was gone.

I quickly climbed up the wall with my hands and feet, and when I got back outside, I saw Ding Dang at a glance. She fell to the ground with no visible blood on her body, but that didn't reassure me, and I quickly crawled out of the well and ran over to get her breath.

And gas!

"Ding Dang! Ding Dang! Wake up! "I called for her and quickly checked to see if she had any injuries, and I 'touched' the back of her head as if she was swollen, but nothing else.

Soon Ding Dang opened his eyes, "There's a big guy...... Punched me in the head. Ding Dang said with a tight nose.

"I saw him. Scared away by me. I replied, then looked up.

Just as I looked up, there was the sound of branches breaking in the woods, and it was not far from here, and it seemed that the big man was still looking back at me after he had run away, and saw that I was also looking for him, and he started running again.

But I'm sure I'm not going to let him go.

"Tiger Master, stay and protect Ding Dang!" I shouted, and ran straight in the direction where I had heard the sound of branches breaking.

Bigfoot had a lot of strength, but running didn't seem to be his forte, and I think it had something to do with his barefoot and shoesless. I quickly caught up with him and could clearly see his back, his clothes were dirty and old, and his hair was long, dirty and 'messy', almost indistinguishable from that of the wild child.

I picked up speed and chased him down, then jumped up and kicked him in the back. A total of every brother.

The big guy snorted. Lying on the ground, I followed him and pressed my knee against the back of his heart, then grabbed his wrist with my left hand and twisted it hard in the direction of the reverse joint.

"Ahh

The big man cried out in pain, and then shouted, "Let go!" Put...... You let go of me! ”

I was a little surprised that he could speak. But this development didn't hurt me, and I would rather have a good chat with someone who could 'ming' normally than a wild man who couldn't speak, and see what was going on in this old mountain building.

Of course, I wouldn't let him go so easily, and before letting go, I punched him in the shoulder, dislocating his arm first - it was my most common move, and it was also the best one.

The pain caused the barefoot man to howl on the ground for a few more moments before it slowly quieted down. He also lay motionless on the ground, as if he finally realized that this was the only way to truly alleviate the pain.

He stopped resisting, and when it was time for my question, I gently kicked his ass and asked, "What's going on with those people in the dungeon?" I mean. The dead man underneath the dry well. ”

He groaned, but didn't answer.

"Don't you eat a toast, do you?" I asked him.

He didn't seem to understand what I meant, so I grabbed his dislocated arm and shook it a few times in the most direct way.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me, I'll tell you whatever you want! Now he finally understood what I meant.

I let go of his arm, and when he recovered from the pain, I repeated the question.

"I say, I sue you, I sue you all." The barefoot man was panting and muttering, but suddenly he didn't care about his dislocated arm, and he pounced on me and opened his mouth to bite my 'leg'.

I've seen the wild boy eat rats raw, and it's probably not news that this big guy will eat people raw, so I quickly took a step back to avoid him, and then immediately turned around and kicked him in the chin.

The kick was absolutely strong, the big man's teeth made a clattering sound, and the blood rushed out of his mouth, and he lay on the ground in pain while shouting and rolling, and I could clearly see half of his tongue beside him, apparently the kick just now made him bite off half of his mouth.

It wasn't my intention to turn out like this, but at this point I didn't want to get anything out of this guy's mouth, so I walked over and clenched my left fist and punched him in the chin, and his eyes rolled and he lay on the ground without moving.

To be on the safe side, I went over and slapped him on the face a few times, and only after making sure he had completely passed out did I carry him back to the old building in the woods.

Ding Dang and the White Tiger were still on the side of the dry well, and I carried the big man to the side of the well and threw him down, and then I jumped down the well with me, and then dragged him into the dungeon on the side.

The dungeon was very quiet, and neither the 'woman' nor the wild child made a sound, and they were both afraid of the barefoot man. I dragged the big bulky creature to the innermost cell 'door', and then pulled the 'door' latch open and opened the iron 'door'.

The 'woman' and the wild child huddled in the corner with each other in their arms, their eyes all focused on the barefoot man on the ground, even if he was still in a 'coma' state, the two of them could be terrified.

I grabbed the barefoot man by the hair, lifted his face up to show the woman, and then pressed his chin to open his mouth so that the woman could see that the guy had only half of his tongue left.

"If you're scared of him, there's no need for that, I've already cleaned him up." I tried to appease the 'woman' in the dungeon with the best example in front of me.

The 'woman' was stunned, she seemed to be a little unable to believe her eyes, she looked at me for a while, and then at the big man on the ground, and after grinding for a long time she tentatively moved a few steps towards the 'door' of the dungeon, and then tremblingly stretched out her hand and poked it on the strong man's head.

The strong man's head was poked, and the 'woman' was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand.

However, the barefoot strong man did not wake up because of this, which also gave the 'woman' the courage to poke the strong man's head again, when he didn't even respond to the strong man a few times, the 'woman''s tears suddenly slipped down, but there was no sadness in her eyes, only anger.

She turned back to her cell and pulled out a stick, which she slammed into the man's head.

I didn't rush to stop her, and let her hit her five times in a row with a stick. She didn't mean to stop, and the more she knocked, the harder it became, and if it continued, the strong man would probably be knocked to death, so I reached out and stopped her, and she immediately dropped her stick and went back to the dungeon to hug the wild child and began to cry.

She cried for half an hour before she finally stopped.

I tore the chains off her ankles and asked, tentatively, "Do you know who you are?" I don't think you're a savage. ”

The 'woman' nodded at me with red eyes and said, "I'm not crazy, he's crazy, he's completely crazy." ”

"What the hell is going on?" I know it doesn't seem like a good time to ask these questions, but my curiosity has made it impossible for me to wait.

"He used to be my boyfriend, I broke up with him, and he didn't agree, so he kept me locked up here and 'raped' me." The 'female' person explained briefly.

"So how did he know about this place? What does your boyfriend do? I continued to wonder.

"He didn't know the place, he was caught, I thought he was going to save me, but he went crazy, completely crazy." The 'woman' continued to say something that I didn't understand at all.

"And who was he captured? Is there anyone else in this place? It can't be that he was captured by a ghost, right? I asked without giving up.

"It's a man, he said his car broke down, let us give him a ride, and he took him to this ghost place."

This time, I was able to understand the woman's answer, because I was in the same situation.

Then the question immediately arises: did this 'woman' and his boyfriend get caught here? What did the car accident ten years ago have to do with them? What's going on with that family of three?

There were so many questions that I couldn't find any entry point to ask for a while, so I simply chose the most critical point to ask: "What year were you arrested?" You should remember the year, right? ”

"I'm ...... 01, arrested in 2001. The 'woman' replied.

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