I'm going to get on the train again today, I'll be there tomorrow night, I'll be there before 12 o'clock, thank you for supporting my friends! After the spiritual power in the middle of the night, the anesthetic component of Qi Xiaoyang's head has been cleared, and his consciousness has completely recovered; after such a long period of consumption, the medicinal properties in his body have also dissipated a lot, and his hands and feet have regained a slight sensation, and he can try to get out of trouble just after the medicinal properties have evaporated. Just thinking about a way to get out of the predicament, the lid of the iron box was lifted, and the dim light shone on Qi Xiaoyang's face, he couldn't let people know that he was awake, so he could only close his eyes and stay still.

The arm that was already a little conscious was pierced by the needle of the syringe, Qi Xiaoyang almost couldn't help scolding, this injection is an anesthetic!"I'm cao, your little devil is eighty generations of zu sects, you have tied Lao Tzu like this, and you don't feel at ease!" He could only curse in his heart while strengthening the spiritual barrier to prevent the anesthetic from entering people's brains.

The box was closed, and there was darkness in front of him, and Qi Xiaoyang's heart fell into the abyss of darkness. Before the old medicine has passed, the new anesthetic medicine has come in, how can he get out of trouble, how can he save Cheng Chen? He couldn't help but go crazy for a while. As soon as his mind was confused, the medicinal properties immediately rushed to his head, Qi Xiaoyang hurriedly calmed down and concentrated his thoughts, which suppressed the medicinal properties. Can't sit still, Qi Xiaoyang forcibly calmed himself down, and tried to use his spiritual power to flush down his head, but now he can only fight in this direction!

For about seven or eight hours, Qi Xiaoyang kept using his spiritual power to impact his body, but his spiritual power was limited, and he had to maintain enough defensive ability to control the rebound of the medicine, so he had to stop every half an hour to recover, although it had a certain effect, but he didn't wait for him to recover his ability to move, the hateful guy opened the box again and gave him two injections, this time adding a nutrient solution, which was used for hanging.

Qi Xiaoyang's efforts for half a day were all in vain, but he could only continue to pretend to be unconscious, the hatred in his heart, even if he didn't give food, it would make people pee! "When Lao Tzu gets out, he must make these miscellaneous creatures worse than dead!" Qi Xiaoyang secretly ruthless in his heart.

Later, Qi Xiaoyang was carried out of the iron box, still tied up and placed on a messy small bed, which was a small room on the ship, and then Cheng Chen was also carried in and thrown into another bed.

"Xiaoyang, my brother, it was my brother who hurt you, my brother is sorry for you!" Cheng Chen was not anesthetic, he had already woken up, and his heart ached when he saw Qi Xiaoyang tied to another bed.

"Don't howl, stay well, you can't let them know that I'm awake, and when I recover, I'll rescue you and escape!" Qi Xiaoyang whispered a few words and then kept silent, afraid that someone would hear him. Seeing this, Cheng Chen didn't dare to ask more, and closed his eyes in pain.

In the uninterrupted tug-of-war with anesthetics, two days have passed, and the cleaning effect of spiritual power on medicinal properties has gradually begun to become obvious, this is the potential forced out in a desperate situation, and these two days are enough to withstand two months of cultivation under normal circumstances! To be able to force such an over-limit impact is mainly due to the high-intensity scientific research activities in the past year, so that Qi Xiaoyang's left and right brains have been exercised in a balanced manner, thus greatly improving his mind and mental power, which can be supported. Feeling the presence of his body, his fingers could move slightly, but he was still far from recovering his mobility, the danger was approaching step by step, and Qi Xiaoyang spared no effort to drive his spiritual power

It's a pity that Qi Xiaoyang tried his best, but he still couldn't save the tragedy that made him hate for life! On the third day, the devil no longer continued to inject Qi Xiaoyang with anesthetic, and just when Qi Xiaoyang estimated that he would be able to regain control of his body in a few hours, the devil made a move! The two were carried to the big deck of the bow of the boat together, and the devil kept using cold water to Qi Xiaoyang's head. Splashed on his body, Qi Xiaoyang, who was already awake, couldn't pretend anymore, so he had to open his eyes, Cheng Chen next to him was already tortured to death because he had been tied up for a long time and had not eaten, and when he saw Qi Xiaoyang open his eyes, he only said the word "revenge" hoarsely, and he passed out.

A middle-aged devil with dark skin and an open short coat revealing a chest of black hair squatted in front of Qi Xiaoyang, pointed at Cheng Chen next to him in stiff Huaxia and said, "You, obedient, live! disobedient, the same, die!" After speaking, he waved to the people gathered on the side, and a young man pulled out the pistol on his waist and walked towards Cheng Chen.

"Don't, I'll do whatever you want" Before Qi Xiaoyang could finish speaking, the gunshots had already sounded. "Cheng Chen-!" Qi Xiaoyang's eyes cracked, and he screamed, but he couldn't do anything now, watching Cheng Chen's body being carried high by the two island devils and thrown over the side of the ship, falling into the blue sea

"Little devil, wait for Lao Tzu, I will tell you all to be buried together!" At this time, Qi Xiaoyang was full of hatred and all his emotions, and he could no longer tolerate the grief of losing his brother, he had only one thought - killing people to take revenge! Before being carried back to the cabin, he imprinted the faces of these people in his mind one by one.

A few hours later, the freighter entered the port and docked, and Qi Xiaoyang, who had regained most of his mobility, was injected with an anesthetic and transported away in the iron box. Qi Xiaoyang didn't resist, he just remembered the freighter called the Rixun, he wanted to see who the people behind the scenes were, these people were the real culprits who killed Cheng Chen, and those little devils on the ship were just tools for killing.

After jolting in the box for more than half an hour, Qi Xiaoyang was carried out in a "coma", untied from his body, stripped naked and put into a large bathtub with the left and right submachine guns against his head. The devil finally became a person, and he knew from the feel that it was a woman who helped him take a bath. Fortunately, Qi Xiaoyang's body was still in a state of numbness, otherwise some places might have exposed the horse's feet! After hastily washing and putting on a hospital gown that looked like a hospital, the two soldiers carried him to another place and placed him on an iron chair that just matched the human body, and his wrists, arms, feet, neck, and legs were handcuffed to death by special steel rings on the bulky iron chair. Qi Xiaoyang was tossed by them, since he could get here, it means that the other party will not want his life for the time being, as long as the other party wants technology, he has a chance to get out.

There was no movement for a long time, Qi Xiaoyang opened his eyes to observe the situation around him, opposite were two soldiers with submachine guns guarding him from two meters away, one left and one right, in front of him was a small desk, next to a heavy iron cabinet and a pair of single sofas, it looked like a simple office, but there was no window, I don't know if it was the ventilation fan or the air conditioner buzzing, and the big iron chair sitting under him was the most special thing in this room, just from the weight of the armrests and the seat of the chair, it can be seen that this thing weighs tons, and the position of the handcuffed person is very well considered, it is completely a top-level design torture instrumentQi Xiaoyang looked at the steel rings that locked the arms and legs were a few centimeters thick, and it was difficult for the immortals to break free, even if they performed the "bone shrinking skill", it was impossible to escape, because there was no room for the arms and legs to shrink back! At this time, Qi Xiaoyang began to be really afraid, if the devil did not open this torture instrument, he would only have to be slaughtered! He realized again, self-confidence is the rhythm of looking for death!

The guards changed three shifts, and all the medicinal properties on Qi Xiaoyang's body disappeared, and still no one paid attention, he finally couldn't help it, and yelled at the soldiers in front of him: "Little devil, Lao Tzu wants to pee!" The two guards looked at him blankly, obviously not understanding his Huaxia language, Qi Xiaoyang just wanted to say it again in Japanese language, and when he saw a soldier looking at the wall, he immediately held back - this room is monitored.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, two people in suits came in, one was a middle-aged strong man in his forties, with a garlic nose and thin eyebrows, and the other was a thin old man in his sixties, wearing wide-rimmed glasses that I don't know if he was old or short-sighted, and he looked like an academic beast. Garlic nose walked directly in front of Qi Xiaoyang, the narrow eyes flashed with a wolf-like ghostly light, and he spoke fluently in Huaxia: "You are really a strange person, you haven't drunk a sip of water for four days, and your lips haven't dried up! Don't bother, we won't let go of you, just because you are so amazing, we are not sure to control you, I really want to pee, I will ask someone to bring you a bag and then you can sit on the chair and pee!"

"Phew!" Qi Xiaoyang couldn't express his anger in words, so he could only take a sip directly at the garlic nose, but unfortunately there was no spittle, and he didn't feel particularly thirsty because he hadn't drunk water for a few days, and he didn't feel particularly thirsty, in fact, it was because he had used a spiritual barrier to block the connection between his head and his body for a long time, and the brain part mainly relied on spiritual power to maintain its operation, which was a phenomenon that the Imperial Spirit Level was about to enter the later stage.

"Lao Tzu wants to drink water!" Qi Xiaoyang was indeed thirsty at this time, and he was just awakened by the thirst.

"Give him water!" Garlic Nose commanded a soldier in the Japanese language.

After drinking a glass of water handed to his mouth, Qi Xiaoyang said to the garlic nose: "Say, who are you, what do you want, come and have fun!"

Garlic Nose moved a chair and sat in front of Qi Xiaoyang, sat down and said: "You don't need to ask who we are, you just need to figure it out, you only have one choice now, the only one!" Seeing that Qi Xiaoyang didn't speak, he paused and continued: "That's what you invented honestly handed over to us!"

"Oh, did you leave me alone?"

"No, your IQ is super, I can't fool you, if you pay it, you can not be tortured, you can have a good time, and there is a glimmer of hope, continue to live in this chair, it depends on your cooperation. ”

"What if I don't pay it?"

"You'll hand it over, because on this thing, the iron will will melt, and no one can resist it!" Garlic pointed to the big iron chair, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Qi Xiaoyang continued to grind his teeth with him, while nervously thinking about countermeasures, this chair must be a terrifying torture instrument, this scene has only been seen on TV, in the face of those tortures that make people's scalps numb, can they resist it, they are not sure at all, they are really like those soft eggs in old movies, they can't bear the punishment and become a "traitor", it's really bloody.