Blinding lights shine in.

Benita reached out to cover her eyes to prevent the light from hurting her eyeballs.

The sound of boots stomping on the planks was heard.

When her eyes were getting used to the light of the electric light, Benita struggled to lift her eyelids up a slit.

Two rows of cells were crammed into small rooms, and in addition to the two people who had just spoken to her opposite, there were several rooms with human-like creatures lying in them.

But the reason why they didn't make any sound just now was not because they were too cold by nature, but because they had lost the ability to make a sound.

Under the wrinkled skin, there is almost no muscle or fat, and the structure of the bones can be clearly seen from the outside, and even the shape of the atrophied stomach, kidneys, and liver can be faintly seen through the shriveled skin.

Creatures that can no longer be called human beings should theoretically be unable to survive, but they are still lingering in the world for some reason, with an infusion tube attached to their wrists, and they don't know what is contained in it, which can sustain life.

However, perhaps they want to die more than to live, and these people are just tools for producing blood, although their names are hanged, but it is only to squeeze out the last drop of their blood.

In fact, neither Palmer nor Naomi had an infusion tube, but they weren't much better than the others.

At first glance, Palmer looks a bit like a spread piece of fat.

From the loose, fold-like skin on his body, it was clear that he must have been a rich man before, and that was why he had outlasted the others.

Layers of skin seemed to ooze oil, sagging around his belly, and the fat left on his body was no longer enough to support his skin, but still no less than that of a normal adult male.

Naomi is a different story, although she looks a little haggard and has lost a lot of weight, but she still looks human.

On the one hand, Naomi's blood is more precious than others, and she is not so often, and on the other hand, her vitality is much stronger than most people.

The eyes that had been deflated couldn't hide the strong unwillingness in her eyes, and the short dark blonde hair was messy, but it made her look like a cheetah that was drenched, and there was still a trace of wildness in the loneliness.

Compared to other cages, Naomi's room has several more complicated locks, which are difficult for even professional locksmiths to crack quickly without making a sound.

What really made her look embarrassed was the scars on her body.

A scar on the face spoiled the beauty of the face, adding a wisp of unruly temperament, but the wound seemed to have been there for a long time, and it seemed that the person who caused the wound had controlled its depth, so that it was just enough to destroy the original beauty of the face.

But unfortunately, the effect of the scar does not seem to be strong, because the first time Benita saw it, she thought that Naomi had become much more handsome because of it.

There are two new wounds.

One was in the throat, and a large area was red with blood, but it was carefully bandaged.

Benita had just heard her story, which she had left behind during her escape with a fight with a guard, who had slit her throat with a knife and broken their neck with her hand.

And her hands were bloody and fleshy.

In order to ensure that she can make blood smoothly, Desiré did not cut off Naomi's hands in one fell swoop, but destroyed her to the point where she could barely pick locks and fight with her hand.

The man who came showed his form.

A masked man appeared in the middle of the two cells, and then up the stairs of the basement ran in an undisguised young man, who was obediently standing behind the masked man.

Naomi recognized the masked man as he had used the torture instrument to make his hands look like this.

Desiré asked the gang behind him:

"That's all?"

The gang member bowed his head and said:

"It's hard to get too many people in a short period of time, and it's easy to arouse the suspicion of the Knights, and even if too many insignificant people disappear, it will cause others to be alert. ”

Desilei sneered, as long as the plan went smoothly, soon the Knights and the Primordial Fire Church would be under their control, no matter how many people doubted it.

However, this kind of big thing can't be known to these subordinates, although they were specially told to be a little presumptuous, they still didn't dare to go too far.

Fortunately, nothing can go wrong at a critical moment, and if it weren't for President Tyr's lack of a lot of blood, he would even want to reduce the number of arrests.

In fact, whether it is Palmer, Benita, or Naomi, they are all selected high-end goods, which are specially supplied to Tyre himself, which is why they are personally guarded by Désire.

Desire turned to his subordinates and said:

"Get ready, transport them to the president. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Desiré glanced at Benita indifferently, this little girl was not particularly suitable to appear here.

After all, the amount of blood in children is too small, and although the quality is excellent, it will die if it can't withstand a few blood draws, and the cost performance is too low.

But fortunately, the new colleague Wright made a more crucial breakthrough, which accelerated their plans a lot.

This kind of thing is not much different from what humans did to him and his kind in the first place.

No less disgusting.

But Lord Tyr pulled him out of his torment of hell.

So he was willing to go back to hell for the sake of adults, but this time, it was he who became the devil.

Wait until Désiré leaves the basement and let the place be surrounded by darkness again.

All three fell silent for a long time.

If they are carried away, they will have no chance to struggle.

Benita gripped the railing with both hands:

"Sister Naomi, do you still want to escape?"

Naomi was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little lonely:

"You can see my hands, too, and they've increased the number of guards and locks, and it's hard for me to open them in a short time without a single hair. ”

Benita says:

"What if there were tools?"

Naomi's voice was a little excited:

"What tools?"

By the light just now, Benita knew the distance between the two cells.

She pulled a cloth bag out of her bosom and threw it at Naomi's cell.

The female thief easily caught the cloth bag according to the voice, opened it gently, and placed a complete set of simple but complete lockpicking tools inside.

Naomi said with surprise and joy:

"How do you have these things?"

Benita explained in a calm tone:

"I spend a lot of my day alone in the slums, and it's not unusual to be kidnapped in that kind of place. ”

Naomi nodded, as a child in the slums, it was normal to have a lock-picking bag on her.

Benita added:

"I also have a dagger, although it is not very sharp, but I have tried, and it is still okay to cut meat. ”

Naomi nodded, as a child in the slums, it was also very ...... to carry a dagger with him

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