The strange man was the age of a child of seven or eight years old, with two heads, one of which was enormous, and only one eye. Standing upright on the forehead, two black hole-like noses, the largest mouth, full of shark-like teeth, and another half on the shoulder, another head.

But this head was only half the size of the previous one, and it looked average, but it had a pair of eyes, glowing dead fish white, looking straight at me, very resentful.

Opposite these three eyes, at that moment, my heart almost jumped out. I thought I was revealed.

However, it soon became clear to me that although he had appeared with me, the huge aquarium had isolated him, and he was still living in the water, and more than a dozen tubes were inserted into his body, restraining him, and although his hands were struggling to knock on the glass curtain wall, there was no movement.

Seeing this, my nervous heart relaxed, but I was also curious.

Although I have seen countless ghosts, I have never seen such a deformed and ugly human being, so I jumped off the platform. All the way to the front.

When I really came here, I realized that it was not an aquarium at all, but a huge culture container, just now because of the angle, so I didn't see too much, but now, behind the glass curtain wall, there is not only the two-headed weird who looked numb just now, but also a "mermaid" with perfect female body proportions, but the head is a fish head. Octopus-like monsters, dirty water monkeys, upright gray wolves, and all sorts of ugly monsters.

Although these monsters are all in one container, they are far away from each other. What controls them are the countless rubber tubes that are wrapped around the body and inserted into the body. control their range of activity.

I counted carefully, and now there were thirty monsters of different shapes in the huge glass container, soaked in a viscous liquid.

In the center of the container, there was a huge oxygen tube, constantly pouring bubbles into the water, gurgling, and except for the two-headed man, the rest of the monsters didn't seem to sense my presence, they were suspended in the solution one by one, drifting with the current, as if they had resigned themselves to their fate.

I took advantage of the cold light next to the oxygen tube to look at these carefully, and the more I looked, the more I felt a little shiver in my heart, I really didn't know how these strange monsters and these Chita rebels were cultivated.

Was it a hybrid, or was it captured from the ethereal spirit realm of legend?

Do these guys have the ability to connect to the spiritual realm?

Andrei's real field is not the only one, I jumped to the bottom of the cave, and now it is divided into several areas, which are only a part, and each area is marked with bright red icons such as the Greek letters "-", "ψ", "-", "-", "-", etc., and what I see at this moment is only one of the places.

I glared at the two-headed monster for a moment, and now that he was no threat to me, I ignored it and walked to the side.

I came to a room next to it, and when I took a look, I could see all kinds of strange and hideous torture instruments, and there were still blood stains on the ground that could be cleaned, and in another room, it was full of shamanic horror totems.

I saw a wolf-headed monster carved from smoked wood enshrined on a three-meter-high platform, and twelve oil lamps were standing inside, exuding a strange atmosphere.

I don't know why, I inexplicably feel that these are probably human oil, and my heart is a little more cold.

Passing by this totem altar, I heard a faint moan next to me, and subconsciously followed the sound to another room, only to see that on the black floor, there was a long thing covered with a black tarpaulin wriggling, and the sound was coming from under the black cloth, and it was not one, but seven or eight together.

The room was sealed off by an iron bar, and I glanced outside, thinking that it was an innocent person who had been captured by the Chita rebels, but just as I was about to go inside to see what was going on, the black tarpaulin suddenly slipped down.

I saw ten people under the black cloth, but they were not normal human beings, if they had been connected to each other by some kind of witchcraft or means, a whole ring, and beside them, there were many severed hands and stumps, as if they had just been completed.

Human centipedes!

Seeing the whole centipede-like ten, there were men and women, their faces were full of pain and desolation, their mouths were gagged, and they were only crying whining, and I was cold to see.

In fact, it's not that I've never seen horror and weird things, and I don't have too many psychological barriers since I was a child, and I don't have too many psychological barriers, but this Andre's real scene made me feel sick to my stomach and had an urge to vomit.

It's so perverted!

This Andrei is supposed to be the inheritor of some kind of blood witch doctrine, and he is also a complete madman, and in my opinion, the reason why people are made like this is not for the so-called research, but more to torture these living people, so that their souls become extremely resentful at the moment of death, and this resentment is like honey for some people who have gained power through cults.

I looked coldly outside the bars for a while, and then I heard movement in the room next to me, and walked slowly, and now it was a prison again.

Unlike the other side, this place seems to be larger, it occupies almost half of the space of the actual field, and when I looked over, it was actually a place where prisoners were held - the so-called prisoners were not all kinds of experiments, but normal people, although they were ragged and unclothed, but at a glance, they could see that they were all normal people.

These, I'm afraid that's what Chef Yin told me, those people who were used by Andre to make a real yàn, right?

Just by glancing, I saw that there were more than thirty people in the cell, divided into four sections, most of them huddled in the corners, black, and I couldn't see the specific appearance.

I don't know why, but I was inexplicably curious and wanted to see if there were any of my compatriots among these people.

Thinking like this, I put my hand on the iron lock, and let go of my strength, and the person entered it, like a ghost, and came to the middle area, and looked through the fence, and walked two squares, and now they were all Russian civilians, both men and women, and the smell inside was so stinking that it made people smell sick, but when I reached the third grid, my steps suddenly stopped, and finally stopped.

In the corner, I saw five women who were distinctly different from the Russians, and they looked like they were of an East Asian race, and they were probably even my compatriots.

They should have had a free and beautiful life, but at this moment, they were curled up in the corner, shivering, even in their dreams, wearing clothes like rotten sacks and covered with dirt and torn quilts.

I watched silently in the dark, my heart dripping like blood.

I wanted to open this cage and save all these poor people, but reason told me that if I did, I was afraid that not only would I not be able to save them, but I would have to plant myself here.

This is the lair of the Chita rebels, not to mention me alone, even if I add the seven swords, I am not very sure, such a place, only by acting together with the military, can it be destroyed, otherwise if you forcibly carry out that heroism, I am afraid that you will die a miserable death.

I took a deep breath, and the rotting stench of the dungeon poured in from my nostrils, making me somewhat sober and moving to the fourth.

When I saw it for the first time, I couldn't help but be shocked.

I met a few old acquaintances.

Old Bear, Dingo, Hook, and a little old man, I don't know the specific name, but I heard Lai Lao Er call him "Bai Da Fu".

These four people are the people who sneaked into the venue when Qinghe Yichuan came to China to swing before, and I knew a few friends from the rivers and lakes, because I concealed my name before, so I didn't contact them again, I thought they accompanied Lai Lao Er back to their hometown together, but I didn't expect these people to appear here, and they were locked up with iron chains.

They were not the only ones in the fourth cell, there were also two scrawny yellows and three Russians.

These people are different from the previous prisons, even if they are tortured, I can see that they are all cultivators with many means on their bodies, and on the outside, they are also characters who can walk sideways.

At this moment, these people are like dead fish, lying on the ground, waiting for death to come.

If it were someone else, I might have turned a blind eye, but in the face of these guys who had drunk a lot of wine together and patted their shoulders and called each other, I still couldn't harden my heart after all, so I bent down, picked up a small stone, and threw it at the most stable old bear.

The stone struck the old bear who was huddled on the ground accurately, and he opened his eyes, and instead of making a sound, he looked around quietly.

Seeing his actions, my heart was a little calmer, and when I saw him look over, I put my hand to my mouth, motioned for him to be silent, and then leaned over.

Lao Xiong understood what I meant, picked up the iron chain tied to his leg and neck, touched it quietly, looked carefully, and suddenly his face changed greatly, he trembled with excitement, and cried in a low voice: "You, Brother Chen, why are you here?" ”

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