Lu Changhua stumbled out of the bungalow. My heart was filled with the joy of escaping. Although he was a little scared of his bloody methods just now, he had to do it in order to survive.

Just when they were in the dark underground space, freed from the shackles and began to work hard to survive, this group of gangsters had already implemented their plans according to their respective division of labor.

Sitting in the dark, Lu Changhua moved his hands and feet. The part that was bound by the hemp rope had been strangled with blood.

Although he couldn't see, the pain let him know that it was swollen. What's more, just now he used the foot of the bed to pick up the hemp rope on his hand, which will inevitably cut the skin on his hand.

At first, all he knew was that it hurt. Later, when he touched something sticky and huhu, he thought that it might be his own blood.

Sitting in the dark for a while. He slowed down. At this time, his heart was filled with joy. At the same time, he was also afraid.

He was really afraid that those guys would suddenly break in and find that they had broken free from the ropes. And that is good for yourself?

The gangsters feel that they are exposed, and they will definitely kill people. The thought of this made him nervous. This kind of thing is the same for everyone.

He kept telling himself to be calm. Then, in the midst of the meditation, his brain spun rapidly.

What can I do to get out of danger? First of all, you need to know what kind of environment you are around and what you can use.

He remembered that when the men came in, it seemed to be a light turned on at the doorway. So he groped in the dark.

Mostly against the wall to move forward. Because the switch of the light is usually on the wall. Touching and touching, he blocked in front of his feet and almost tripped over.

Lu Changhua hurriedly squatted down and touched it with his hand. From the shape of the obstacle, it should be a step.

Judging by the feel, it should be cement. Get out of the way of the stairs and continue to touch. Finally, on the wall at hand, I felt a lamp rope.

He listened with his ears pricked up for a moment. The space was silent, and there was no movement except for the sound of one's own movements.

At this time, he was sweating nervously, and his legs and stomach were shaking. He was afraid that as soon as he turned on the light, he would find someone sitting next to him, and it would scare him to death.

However, I have come to this point, what else is there to be afraid of, the big deal is to fight. The reason why he has such an idea is based on his own judgment.

Do you think, if it's an ordinary fight, you will be pulled down if you are beaten up, then as for tying people up?

Now not only do you lock yourself in such a dark space, but no one cares about it and no one asks, so I ask if you are afraid.

Lu Changhua had long thought of death. He sometimes feels that he can't get through this hurdle. In this kind of place, it can be said that it will make you disappear easily!

Although he was scared in his heart, he was unwilling to think of his wife, children, parents, and relatives. If not for anything else, but for them, I have to live strongly.

If he wants to survive, Lu Changhua thinks about it, so he has to find a way to get out. At this point, he can't think of relying on others to rescue.

There is too little hope for such a thing. Who knows where they are? Let's go~ He pulled the light rope.

At the same time, he closed his eyes tightly, for fear that his eyes would not be stimulated. But after waiting for a while, he squinted, huh?

Why can't you see it? Rubbing his eyes, it's still the same. He pulled the lamp rope and pulled it several times in one go.

Just listen to it, it makes a loud sound, but it doesn't light up. I rubbed it, and it turned out to be bad! The breath was poured out at once.

He let out a long sigh and almost cried. The hand holding the lamp rope never let go, he was unwilling!

Turning around and leaning against the wall, it's a fucking fucking end. Let's click~ In an instant, a dazzling light appeared.

Lu Changhua's eyes were white, he couldn't see anything, he only felt light. Eh, the lights are on. Lu Changhua hurriedly closed his eyes.

For a moment, snot and tears flowed together. It took him a while before he slowly opened his eyes. At this time, not only the nose is sour, but the eyes are also sour and astringent.

Tears rolled out of his eyes. He rubbed it for a while before he gradually got to see his surroundings clearly. This turned out to be a vegetable cellar.

It's just that there are no cabbage and potatoes in the family's vegetable cellar. There was only an iron bed, and on the far wall was a cotton cushion.

On the other side of the wall, there are several cardboard boxes. On Lu Changhua's side, it was a staircase made of cement, which went up, and it was unknown where it led.

Then turn around and look at the wall. The lamp rope was still dangling back and forth by the wall. On one side of the light rope is a switch.

It turned out that he had just leaned his back against the switch and inadvertently turned on the light. When people see the light, they will drive away the darkness in their hearts.

Lu Changhua is the same. Now that there was light, the fear in his heart was slightly lessened. The tension has eased a lot.

But this relaxation, he felt pain all over his body, and his body was weak. The stomach also made a gurgling sound.

Lu Changhua scolded in his heart, these eight calves don't say that they will send food to themselves, what if I am a robot?

！ When a person is hungry, his heart panics. He rested for a while, and as soon as he touched it, his eyes were fixed on the cardboard boxes.

After three steps and two steps, open the cardboard box. One box was filled with miscellaneous items, and it turned out to be worn-out various wire plugs.

Flipping through it, he saw pliers, hammers, scissors, and other tools. Holding the rusty scissors, he shook it in his hand, thinking about the conflict in his head.

They came in to check on themselves, and they hid by the stairs in advance, and then they used the scissors...... Thinking of such a bloody scene, Lu Changhua was full of excitement.

He had never thought he could do such a thing. Me, can I get my hands on it?! He picked up the mace again, gestured a few times, and put it down after thinking about it.

As for this pliers? Well, forget it. As soon as the other box was opened, Lu Changhua was happy.

It turned out that there were several apples in the box. It's just that the apple is already a little dry. At this time, where can Lu Changhua still care about the quality of Apple?

He picked one up, wiped it on his shirt, and rubbed it a few more times with his hands. At this time, he realized that his wrists were red and swollen, and there were several broken skin and bleeding.

It's just that the blood has already coagulated a little by this time. And his palms, the backs of his hands, and his fingers were stained with blood.

He ate three apples in one sitting, and then he stopped. Now, with food in his stomach, he felt his strength slowly return to his body.

Lu Changhua also tried to clench his fist. I can only clench it into a half-fist, and my bones hurt if I try harder. I don't know if it's a contusion or a problem with the bones.

There were no mirrors in the cellar, and he didn't know what was going on with the wounds on his face and head.

But as soon as he touched it with his hand, he quickly moved it in pain. It seems that the injury is not light. Among them, the right eye can only open a slit, and the left eye can see the road.

With some strength, he thought of self-defense weapons again. Forget about this little pair of scissors and mace. How can such a short thing defend itself.

Is there three of them? You may not be able to fight in your heyday, let alone now?

Once again, he set his sights on the iron bed he had moved. Take a few steps to get there. So he looked at the bed.

This is an iron bed welded with square tubes. The workmanship is rough, and many of the solder joints of welding have the meaning of opening.

He tried to pull the leg of the bed, shook it a few times, and it was still very strong. At this time, his heart gradually became anxious.

I've come this far, I have to hurry up and find a weapon for self-defense, otherwise if these guys come down, where will they run?

He tried the various parts of the iron bed one by one. As a result, just when he was about to despair, the cross arm of the iron bed was broken by him.

I'll go. He rubbed his ass and stood up. It turned out that the solder joint at one end of this cross arm was cracked. The other end is very sturdy.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you open it head. He grabbed the broken end and pulled it up with both hands.

Pull it to a 90-degree angle, then pull it back. In this way, pull this angle iron back and forth, for about five minutes, and listen

There was a "crak", and the other end was also disconnected. Lu Changhua was overjoyed. With this angle iron in hand, he walked to the light to check it.

It is a triangular iron that is more than a meter long. One end still has solder joints, and the other end has fresh fractures and a silvery-white glow.

He took it in his hand and waved it left and right a few times, and it turned out to be a tiger. Holding the cold horn iron, Lu Changhua knew that if this thing hit a person, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

But if you hit other hard things, I'm afraid your hands won't be able to stand it. I looked left and right, but I didn't find anything to wrap around.

Well? No, isn't there a cotton mat over there? He carried the horn iron to the cotton mat. Only then did I see clearly, in fact, this is a cotton mattress.

I don't know if it's for myself or if it's there before. He removed the cotton thread from the mattress three times and divided it by two, and when he was halfway apart, his hand was also strangled by the cotton thread.

Then I remembered, aren't there scissors! Hurry up and get the scissors. Then the mattress was disassembled. The list on the mattress was too big to hold in your hands when wrapped around the horn iron.

There's no way to fight. Then he used scissors to cut the sheet into wide strips of cloth. Then wrap around one end of the angle iron.

After wrapping it, he took it and tried it, and smashed it on the concrete floor a few times, and felt that his hands did not hurt. Only then did he nod with satisfaction.

After eating, he also had a self-defense weapon in his hand, and he felt a lot more at ease. At least he can talk to them now.

I wanted to run up there right now to see where this staircase leads. But he was still a little weak in his heart.

I am afraid that the other party will find out about my abnormal movements, and I am also afraid that I will not be able to beat them. When the time comes, you can only be slaughtered by others.

The important thing is that he hasn't rested much until now. In his current state, if he really encounters them, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat them.

At least not with this physical strength. Now, as soon as he moves, he sweats. Think about it, he hasn't eaten for a few days, and now he has eaten three apples, is he very capable?

I doubt it.