It hurts, it hurts!

Liu Bo whimpered, his eyelids narrowed and a slit opened.

There was a tingling pain in the back of his head, and his eyes were dizzy. There was a white dot that kept drifting around in his eyeballs, causing the picture he saw to be missing a small dot. It's like a layer of mosaic, which is really uncomfortable.

The boy opened his mouth, and his throat, which had not been moistened by water for a long time, was so dry that he could barely make a sound, and could only let out a low moan.

He licked his lips, his mouth cracked and peeled. After the saliva moistened, it became more and more painful.

The foreign body choked in his throat, and Liu Bo laboriously brewed a little saliva, and swallowed it heavily.

There was a grunt, and the thick phlegm was still sticking to the wall of the throat, not up or down. But the saliva that slid down was like a samurai with a knife, along the throat, all the way to the sword.

The throat is inflamed and painful like a knife. The boy wrinkled his face in discomfort.

He shook his head, his neck stiffening, his bones clicking as if some joint had been opened.

What's wrong with me?

Oh yes.

I confronted Qi Yu on the garbage mountain, and on the way to escape, I was attacked by Ah Cheng, who was blocking the road.

I should have fainted.

Where am I now?

Liu Bo raised his head and looked around. I saw that he was in a small room, only a few square meters, the room was airtight, and there was not even a window.

The closed door and the breath made the room stuffy and sticky. Liu Bo's skin was covered with layers of fine beads of sweat.

In the center of the room, a chandelier is lit. The lotus flower of the chandelier is in tatters, the petals are scattered, and only a remnant of the light bulb remains.

Beneath it, there was an ordinary bed, a white blanket, that fell to the ground. The bed had wheels at the foot of it, much like the bed used by a hospital to push a patient.

The four corners of the bed are strangely inlaid with four belts, each with a buckle. The metal sheet glows with a cold glow.

Liu Bo was tied to a pipe in the room, his hands and feet were bound by red ropes, and the blood flow was not smooth for a long time.

The young man felt that there was a burst of numbness, as if there were countless densely packed needles, piercing his blood.

The only connection between this room and the outside world seems to be the iron blue door. The iron door was rusty, as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid, leaving a black, charred substance. At the top and bottom of the door, there are two small windows, which can only be opened from the outside.

Liu Bo saw the installation and layout of the room clearly, and struggled. He wanted to try to bite the rope off his hand with his teeth. However, this knot is too complicated to tie, and if you can't find the head and tail, you can't know where to start.

He tried to break the pipe that connected to him. Soon after, I had to give up. If you want to break a pipe as thick as an elephant's leg, it is more practical to break your own hand.

Liu Bo tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't get his wish, neither could untie the rope nor leave the room.

I don't know how long time has passed, Liu Bo doesn't know how many times he has done it in vain, and he doesn't know how long he has been sitting in place.

He sat quietly, his eyes unwavering, dim.

Staying in this room is like being discarded by the world, and the gospel of God does not reach here.

No one can come and save me.

What will happen to me?

Will I die in this room?

Liu Bo's heart was like ashes, and his despair was like sea water overflowing his head, so depressed that he couldn't breathe. As soon as the wings of his nose heaved, he coughed heavily. The mouth is salty, as if it really smells of seawater.

The boy's mouth was dry, and he was too scared to do it. The long, uninterrupted silence signaled the calm before the storm. He didn't like the silence and became more and more afraid. I wanted to make a little noise to disturb the annoying silence.

He stretched his legs to reach the cot in the middle of the room. The thumb and forefinger of the right foot, laboriously parted, clamped a cylinder that grew on the tire.

As soon as the foot hooked back, the iron bed was carried and slid to his side. The sound of tying up Lang and tying up Lang flowed out. It is constantly played back in this confined space.

The boy seemed to be addicted and repeated this action. Rough behavior, that's a kind of rebellion.

He didn't care if the people who held him could hear him.

It's best to hear it, kill me, I don't want to live anymore.

Liu Bo's eyes were red, and he took a wrong step, a wrong step. How many lifetimes will I have to pay for this sin?

Just when his mind was drifting away and telling the little man in his heart about his sadness, he inadvertently glanced at him and found that there was a bloodshot eye outside the glass window at the bottom of the iron door, looking at him.

The eyes were wide, the red blood was dense, and the pupils were only a little small, and they looked unusually gloomy and terrifying. It's not like human eyes.

His eyes glowed red, revealing a strange excitement.

The two glanced at each other, and Liu Bo couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Subsequently, the iron door was opened. The man outside kicked hard, and the door slammed into the wall with a clatter, and bounced back halfway.

The person who walked in had yellow hair and was dressed in a nondescript manner. It's Qi Yu.

Those blood-red eyes also belonged to Qi Yu. I saw Qi Yu's eyes widen, and the corners of his mouth pulled up an incredible arc. It was as if someone had forcibly lifted his face and pulled the corners of his mouth to the side of his ears.

The smile is very treacherous.

It's like a smiling mask.

Following him, two people entered. Those two people, just like Qi Yu, their eyes were full of red lines, and there were traces of blood in their eyes, and they were full of branches.

The two of them, one is Ah Cheng and the other is Xinzi, each carrying heavy equipment, walked under the lotus lamp. Qi Yu pushed the small bed that had deviated from its purpose back to the center of the room.

"Set up the machine. Qi Yu said to Xinzi and Ah Cheng.

"Yes. ”

Qi Yu kept a strange smile, he squatted in front of Liu Bo, "Abo, where did you hide the corpse?"

"I don't know, I really don't know. Liu Bo trembled, his teeth chattered, "You can stab me to death directly, Brother Yu, I beg you, give me a good time!"

Qi Yu touched the young man's eyes and licked his lips bloodthirsty, "Apo, if you tell us the whereabouts of the corpse, I will naturally let you go." ”

He pointed to the equipment being set up, "You have a little time to think, and when the machine lights up, it's going to be a live broadcast." The second masterpiece of 'Butcher of the Night' has already been waiting for many people on our homepage. ”

Liu Bo was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, he gasped for breath, "I don't want it, I don't want it, ahhh ”

"So, Apo, are you ready to tell us the whereabouts of that female corpse?"

"Ahh

"Oh, Apo, there's a fat man, why don't you tell me?"

Liu Bo's body curled up in a ball, he had no excuse, "I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong." ”

"Apo, there is a price to be paid for doing something wrong. ”