Faintly, the sound of footsteps came to my ears.

My mind slowly came to my senses, and there was a subtle light in front of me.

Suddenly, a basin of ice water slammed into my face.

The coldness of the heart, like an ice pick, made me wake up in pain.

In front of me, there were several pairs of shiny black leather shoes.

When I looked up slightly, I saw several men dressed in black and wearing various masks, standing in front of me like ghosts.

Seeing that I was still unconscious, a man in the lead gave a wicked look to the two beside him.

Then, I was woken up by a few loud slaps and a few rounds of swift heavy kicks.

After the slap, little shiny stars flew in front of my eyes.

After the heavy feet, I suddenly felt a breath in my cavity, and I couldn't spit it out.

A stream of fishy, sweet blood poured out of my stomach and rushed to my throat, choking my mouth and nose.

"It fucking hurts."

At this time, a few people standing in front of me laughed when they saw my miserable and embarrassed look.

"Go, add some spice to this buddy."

The man at the head was still unsatisfied, crooked his mouth, and said.

Soon, the two people next to him brought two buckets full of ice water.

As the bucket swayed, the sound of the ice hitting was audible.

I was so shocked that I thought: I can't bear that bucket of ice water just now. Two more barrels, is Lao Tzu still alive?

I tried my best to stand up against the wall.

"Poof."

The clear sound of water pierced my cochlea.

I stumbled and fell to the ground, my whole body as if it had been stabbed by countless sharp knives, cold and painful.

Suddenly, I couldn't tell whether it was cold or painful, and every nerve was like necrosis and unconscious.

After the coldness, there were waves of spasms that twitched my cold body.

A louder decibel laugh covered my whole body like a tidal wave.

My eyes turned blood-red as I stared angrily at the three people in front of me.

When my eyes stopped on the black mask of the man in charge, I couldn't help but wonder: Who are they? Why do you want to do this to me?

I confess that I am afraid of death, and I will not escape this fate if it falls into their hands.

I wanted to scream, but the power in my body was all turned into energy to resist the cold. The body that had been beaten badly could no longer exert any extra strength.

The man at the head couldn't help but laugh when he saw that my eyes were full of anger.

"You are Wu Yun's younger brother? It's a bit of a backbone. ”

I lowered my eyes and thought, "Sister Yun?" What are they going to do to Sister Yun?

When the man in charge saw that I was thoughtful, he squatted down, came to me, and said faintly: What did Wu Yundu tell you? Is there a word about the Holy Lord?

My heart was full of doubts: What holy lord? Could it be the Holy Emperor? In the Imperial Tomb, I have only heard of the Lord.

"Boy, what about you."

A man in black flew up and kicked me in the chest.

"Poof."

A mouthful of sweet blood spurted out of my mouth again and splashed on the shoe of the man who kicked me.

"Come, wipe it clean."

The man lifted his foot and ground the bloodied shoe against my face.

I shook my head, and I smelled a strong stench in my nose.

"Alright, Ah Liu, don't kill me."

"Okay." The man, who was called Ah Liu, rubbed his leather shoes on my face a few more times and stepped back.

The leader moved in front of me, and said in a soft voice: Little brother, you are still young, there is no need to flow in, as long as you are honest, I will let you go immediately.

Although the leader was wearing a mask, I could feel that his face was full of evil and strange smiles.

"I—I don't know what you're talking about." I shook my head.

"You see, even if you say it, I can't do anything to your sister, and I can still let you go home safely."

I shook my head, my frightened gaze filled with truth.

If I had known, I probably wouldn't have told him. The point is, I really don't know.

"Fuck, don't be ignorant."

Another man in black pounced, grabbed me by the collar, and threw a punch.

"Stop, Aguang."

The leading man stepped forward and blocked the fist that was only half a finger away from my cheek.

The leader of the man helped me to the base of the wall, patted my face, and said with a smile: Little brother, don't worry, we have time to spend with you, it's a big deal that we will imprison you for the rest of your life. What is the greatest pain in the world? It's the loss of freedom. Think about it, if you are still obsessed, then you can only suffer in such a dark and cold place.

The deep voice of the leader man was full of magnetism.

This magnetism, with a powerful magical power, can slowly destroy a person's willpower.

With a "long dang", several people got up and walked out.

Suddenly, the man in black who had just kicked me walked to the door, picked up the remaining bucket of ice water and poured it over my head.

Seeing this, I hurriedly moved my body, but my sore body was not strained.

In a few moments, I was rinsed with ice water again.

The stiff flesh seemed to crush the soft skeleton.

After the others left, I stood up tremblingly against the wall.

I took a closer look, and it was a cold and damp dark room, about 20 square meters, with black-green moss growing on the walls, and a fresh musty smell wafting back and forth in the dark room.

The darkroom was very empty, with only a few broken iron buckets for water, and the only good thing was that in the corner of this darkroom, there was a small window connecting to the ground, and occasionally a dim light would shine in. But if you want to escape from here, you can't do it.

"Squeak."

A sharp, familiar voice came from the corner of the dark room.

Looking for the sound to chase, a big rat with a round melon ran quickly at the base of the wall, not afraid of the living.

To it, I was a forced intruder.

Right now, I'm a prisoner in a dungeon. It's hard to say, not even a prisoner. Because, there is not even a bite to eat.

"Knock, come, boy, it's time to eat."

There was a "crackling" sound from the window, and a plate of black food was handed in from the outside.

I don't know how long it has been since I was in a coma.

The intense feeling of hunger is no worse than the pain on the skin.

They didn't ask me for anything, thinking that those people wouldn't do me harm.

When I reached for the food from the window, I heard a "bah" sound, and a mouthful of thick phlegm sprayed into the food.

In an instant, the hot blood in my body couldn't help but burn, and a mouthful of blood was forced out of the corners of my lips by the anger in my body.

I gritted my teeth and kicked the stinking black food to the ground.

Although the cold and heart-wrenching pain is still there, the feeling of being humiliated has magnified the pain in my heart a thousand times.

I clenched my fists and slammed into the wall. When he boarded, blood flowed from the back of his fist.

"No, I have to get out alive, avenge myself, and protect Sister Yun."

Thinking of this, hot tears activated my cold body.

"Yes, you have to get out alive."

By the dim light, I picked up the clean food on the floor bit by bit in the palm of my hand.

The sky gradually darkened, and the light flowing into the dark room changed from two or three pillars to one column, and then from one pillar to a thread.

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light."