This strange man is as old as a child of seven or eight years old. He has two heads, one head is extremely large, and only one eye. He appears upright on his forehead, two black hole-like noses, his mouth is the largest, and it is full of sharp teeth like sharks. On his shoulder half grows, there is another head.

But this head is only half the size of the one in front, and looks just like a pair of eyes, looking straight at me, very resentful.

Opposite these three eyes, at that moment, my heart almost jumped out. I thought I had been discovered.

However, I soon discovered one thing, that is, although he discovered me, the huge aquarium isolated him, and he actually lived in the water. More than ten tubes were inserted into his body and bound him. Although his hands were struggling to knock on the glass curtain wall, no movement came out.

Seeing this, my nervous heart relaxed, but I felt curious again.

Although I have seen countless ghosts, I have never seen such a deformed and ugly human being, so I jumped off the platform and walked all the way to me.

When I really arrived here, I realized that it was not a water tank at all, but a huge cultivation container. Because of the angle just now, I didn't see much. But now, I found that behind the glass curtain wall, not only was there the two-headed monster who looked so tingling in my heart, but also a "mermaid" with a perfect woman's body proportions, but a fish-headed head. Monsters like octopus, dirty water monkeys, upright gray wolfs, and all kinds of weird and ugly monsters.

Although these monsters are all in a container, they are not close to each other and are far away from each other. What controls them are countless rubber tubes wrapped around the body and inserted into their bodies, controlling their range of movement.

I counted carefully and found that in this huge glass container, there were more than thirty monsters of different shapes soaked in the viscous liquid.

In the center of the container, there was a huge oxygen tube, constantly injecting bubbles into the water, and gurgling. Except for the two-headed man, the other monsters did not seem to feel my arrival. They were suspended in the grids of solutions, drifting with the flow, as if they had already accepted their fate.

I took advantage of the cold light next to the oxygen tube and looked at these carefully. The more I looked, the more I felt a little chilled in my heart. I really didn’t know how these strange monsters and these Chita rebels were cultivated.

Is it a hybrid or a capture from the legendary illusory spiritual world?

Do these guys have the ability to connect with the psychic world?

Andre’s experimental field was not just one. I jumped to the bottom of the cave and found that it was divided into several areas, which were only part of it. Each area was marked with bright red icons such as Greek letters “ϋ”, “ψ”, “ω”, “ώ”, “Ϗ”, and “Ϗ”. What I saw at this moment was just one of the places.

I stared at each other for a while with the two-headed monster, and found that he did not threaten me, so I ignored it and walked towards the side.

The experimental field is not neat, with messy things piled up everywhere. I came to a room next to me and took a look. I could see all kinds of strange and ferocious torture instruments, and whether there were any blood on my body that could be cleaned. In another room, it was filled with shaman-style horror totems.

I saw a wolf-headed monster made of smoked wood carvings enshrined on a three-meter platform, and the twelve oil lamps exuded a strange atmosphere.

For some reason, I for some reason I felt that these were probably all human beings, and I felt a little colder in my heart.

Passing by the totem altar, I heard a faint moan beside me, and subconsciously followed the sound and came to another room. I saw a long object covered with black oil cloth squirming on the black ground, and the sound was emitted from under the black cloth, and it was not a kind, but seven or eight of them merged together.

The room was sealed by an iron fence. I glanced outside, thinking that it was an innocent person who was caught by the Chita rebels for experimentation. However, just as I was about to go in and see what happened, the black tart cloth suddenly slid down.

I saw that there were ten people under the black cloth, but they were not normal humans. If they were connected to each other by some kind of witchcraft or means, a whole circle, and beside them, there were many broken hands and limbs scattered, as if they had just finished it.

Human centipede!

Seeing the whole ten people connected like centipedes, including men and women, their faces were filled with pain and desolation, their mouths were blocked, and they could only cry, making me cry all over.

In fact, I have not seen terrifying and weird things. I have not had too many psychological disorders since I was a child. However, this Andrei's experimental field made me feel nauseous and I had the urge to vomit.

Too perverted!

Andre should be the inheritor of some kind of blood witch teachings, and he is also a lunatic. In my opinion, the reason why people are made like this is not for so-called research, but more torture these living beings, so that their souls become extremely resentful at the moment of death. For some people who have gained power through cults, this resentment is like honey, and it is as sweet as honey.

I looked outside the iron fence for a while, and then heard movements in the room next to me. I walked over slowly and found another prison.

Unlike the side, it seems to be bigger here. It takes up almost half of the space in the experimental field. When I looked over, I found that this place was a place for prisoners - the so-called prisoners were not all kinds of test subjects, but normal people. Although they were ragged and covered their bodies, they could see that they were all normal people at first glance.

I'm afraid these are what Chu Zi Yin told me, those who Andre used for experiments?

Just a glance, I found that there were more than 30 people in the cell, divided into four areas, most of whom were curled up in the corner, dark and unable to see the specific appearance.

I don’t know why, but I was inexplicably curious and wanted to look at whether there were my compatriots among these people.

As I thought about it in my heart, I put my hand on the iron lock, my energy was relaxed, and the person entered the inside, like a ghost, came to the middle area, looked in through the fence, and walked through the two grids, and found that they were all Russian civilians, including men and women, and the smell was so stinking that it made people sick. However, when I reached the third grid, my steps suddenly stopped and finally stopped.

In the corner, I saw five women who were obviously different from Russians. Look at them, they should be East Asian race, and they are even likely my compatriots.

They should have a free and beautiful life, but at this moment, they are wearing clothes like sacks, covered with dirt-filled quilts, curled up in the corner, trembling, and couldn't help crying even in their dreams.

I watched silently in the darkness, my heart felt like blood.

I really want to open the cage and rescue all these poor people, but reason tells me that if I do this, I am afraid that not only will the people not be able to save them, but I will also fall here.

This is the old nest of the Chita Rebels. Not to mention me alone, even if I have seven swords, I am not sure. Only by acting together with the military can it be destroyed. Otherwise, if you forcefully perform heroism, you will probably die miserably.

I took a deep breath, and the rotten stench in the dungeon poured in from my nose, making me feel a little more awake, moved my steps and arrived at the fourth room.

When I saw the first look inside, I couldn't help but feel shocked.

I saw a few old acquaintances.

Lao Xiong, Ding Ge, Hook, and a little old man. I don’t know the specific name, but I heard Lai Lao Er call him “Bai Da Fool”.

These four people were the ones I knew who sneaked into the venue when Qinghe Yichuan came to China to play the show. Because I had concealed my names before, I never contacted them again. I thought they had accompanied Lai Laoer to return to my hometown, but I didn't expect these people to appear here and lock them up with iron chains.

Among the fourth prison, there were not only a few of them, but also two skinny yellow men and three Russians.

These people are different from those in the previous prisons. Even if they suffer from torture, I can see that they are all practitioners with many means, and they are also characters who can walk sideways outside.

At this moment, these people were lying on the ground like dead fish, waiting for death to come.

If it were someone else, I might have turned a blind eye. However, facing these guys who had drunk a lot of wine and patted their shoulders to call me brothers, I could not bear it. So I bent down, picked up a small stone, and threw it towards the most steady old bear.

The stone accurately hit the old bear curled up on the ground. He opened his eyes and did not make a sound, but looked around quietly.

Seeing his actions, my heart was calmer. Seeing him looking over, I put my hand on my mouth, signaled him to silence, and then leaned over.

Old Xiong understood what I meant, lifted up the iron chain tied to his neck, and touched it quietly. After careful examination, his face changed drastically. He was so excited that he shivered and cried in a low voice: "You, Brother Chen, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!