"Tick tock...tick tock."

The sound of water drops falling to the ground gradually awakened Zhang Feng.

He opened his eyes, but couldn't see anything in front of him...only darkness.

The vague smell of corpses in the environment also made Zhang Feng feel uncomfortable all over.

Dark environments always make people feel panicked, and he is no exception.

After quickly calming down, Zhang Feng carefully felt the messages sent to him by his body.

There was a unique touch of cold iron on his face, and Zhang Feng knew that he should be wearing something similar to a mask on his face.

Leaning on your back, or lying on a very hard platform, there is nothing under your feet, coupled with the slight feeling of weightlessness reflected in your brain...

From this we can conclude that he should be lying flat on a platform.

Moreover...it was difficult to move, and my head and neck were experiencing severe pain.

It hurts so much... MD hurts so much... Why can't I move my body... Why!?

Zhang Feng tensed his face and waited silently for the pain to subside.

Then again...where are my arms...

I don't feel any numbness...but I can't move according to my own consciousness.

Calm down...think carefully.

The reason why he thought his head and feet were paralyzed and unable to move seemed to be because something firmly fixed his hands and feet, causing poor blood flow.

In this situation, consciousness can only be awakened through constant activity.

"Fuck...move...or else we'll be in trouble!" Zhang Feng said to himself.

Zhang Feng struggled to control his body.

After a while.

Zhang Feng felt that he could only move his fingertips.

Even so, it's a good thing for him.

Zhang Feng was in a good mood, even if it was just a little bit, and explored the surrounding touches.

"Hmm...ah——, I seem to have touched it!

"Hiss...it hurts a bit."

Zhang Feng felt it. The old rope with burrs had probably been wrapped around his wrist several times. But the more he moved around trying to untie it, the more the rope became embedded in the thin flesh of his wrist.

inside.

Moreover... the person who tied him seemed to be afraid that he would run away, and deliberately locked a layer of iron chains on the outside of the rope...

Poisonous?

One layer is not enough, why lock two layers?!

When playing an escape room, there are so many locks.

Zhang Feng thought this, and continued to shake his arms regardless of the pain.

He worked very hard and moved a lot.

There was the sound of "clinking" chains all around, and I also felt a sense of restraint on my hands and feet.

Just when he kept struggling.

Stab——

There was a sound of electricity overhead, and then the lights came on.

The sudden light pierced his eyes, causing him to stop struggling unconsciously and narrow his eyes at the same time.

After he completely adapted to the light.

Zhang Feng opened his eyes subconsciously, and the first thing he saw was the ceiling of this dim room and the light bulb hanging from his head.

The lightbulb kept flickering, and even now it reflected the texture of the ceiling with its faint light that seemed to be extinguished.

There are cracks on the old ceiling, and there is water in the cracks for some reason...

The water is falling drop by drop.

Just like the previous guess, he wore a mask in front of his face and his line of sight was so narrow that he could only see a small area in front of his sight.

I'm going...where is this?

Isn’t this a weird talk about rules? Why is it still happening like this?

He was still thinking, but the next moment, a sudden feeling of suffocation and pain interrupted his thoughts.

His body was instantly immersed in pain, as if he was lying on a motor chair, with waves of continuous pain coming from all directions in his body.

It feels like being pricked by a needle, or as if your feet are numb after sitting for a long time and suddenly someone pokes you on the soles of your feet...

This taste is so sour that no ordinary person can bear it.

"Cough cough... uh cough cough cough."

After the sour feeling was over, Zhang Feng had not yet recovered, and the next wave of attacks was about to come.

"Dengdengdeng~"

“Deng Deng Deng!!!”

Is...someone coming?

The sound of footsteps reached my ears. They were walking very slowly, as if they were taking a leisurely stroll.

Five different footsteps stopped at his limbs and above his head respectively.

Zhang Feng raised his head and wanted to move, but his body had little feeling.

Within his gaze, Zhang Feng could only see a pair of hairy hands reaching his neck through the dazzling light.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, and could only feel the stinging pain coming from his neck.

This scene is as if you are on the operating table and watching a group of doctors in white preparing to disembowel you with scalpels.

The scariest thing is that they don’t use anesthesia!!

For a moment, extreme panic swept through his heart, and at this moment he even forgot to breathe.

"Let's get started."

Sound like three-dimensional surround music echoed in Zhang Feng's room.

The cold, sharp teeth like saws were close to Zhang Feng's limbs. They rubbed his skin and moved back and forth, making his hair stand on end wherever they passed.

Those jagged things abraded his skin until it hurt. They seemed to be looking for a good place to strike, moving back and forth from top to bottom.

Zhang Feng does not have the superpower in Tom and Jerry, and cannot move his belly up and down like Jerry the mouse to avoid attacks.

Cold sweat broke out without warning, like a flood.

Zhang Feng deliberately called Lin Yi to help, but before entering the script, he already knew which of the supernatural objects in his hands were sealed.

Unfortunately, Lin Yi was among those sealed.

In addition to her, the blue gold Gu, axe, and heart crystal have also been banned.

Fortunately, both the shotgun and the talisman can be used, and he can smoke a few cigarettes when he is bored.

As for sunflowers?

Forget it... there's no use taking it out.

There was an uproar in Zhang Feng's head, and the steel that was rubbing his limbs also started to act.

"Zi la——! Zhi la——!"

The sound of saws cutting iron reached his ears, and the iron chains binding his hands and feet were also shaking, causing Zhang Feng's body to shake slightly.

Zhang Feng's ears were finally freed after a long period of torture.

The chain that locked him fell to the ground with a clang.

The rope binding his wrists also broke with the sound.

Then, enduring the twitching pain in his body, he slowly sat up and looked left and right, trying to see through the narrow gap in the mask to see whose general was so brave and dared to do this to him.

If possible, as a thank you, he would like to treat the other party to a bullet.

Within sight, the group of people just now seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

Although he looked around and didn't catch those damn people, Zhang Feng saw the entire layout of the room.

This is a small, cramped square room.

The layout of the entire room is very simple.

Pure white wallpaper was posted all around, and the steel door with iron bars and windows faced him straight, and there was even a small rectangular hole under the door.
To be continued...