When I woke up, I was in a very spacious and bright space. My body was still tied with ropes, but now my whole body was tied to a pillar and I couldn't move. I looked around
Suddenly, I realized that I was not alone, but Hei San, Shi Nu, Er Dan, and Uncle Er were all tied up like me, and they were also tied to a pillar.
Above our heads is a ceiling with a chandelier hanging on it. The pillar we are tied to is not an old building or a wooden pillar, but has tiles on it. It is a very modern building. This place seems to be very big.
There are many unknown instruments around, which look very high-end and classy, and are very high-tech at first glance.
I looked at my second uncle and the others, and they were also looking at me. Neither of us spoke. It seemed that everything was in silence. What should I say to surprise my second uncle? Damn it, what a coincidence, you were also arrested.
Got it
In the end, I can only say one thing: Who are they?
They are the Japanese here. It is not appropriate to say that. They are the Japanese who stayed here back then, including the Japanese who secretly entered Shennongjia over the years. The second uncle did not speak, and Heisan spoke to me.
I nodded and looked at my second uncle. Even though he was tied up now, he still looked calm and composed. He was a different kind, while Shi Nu was another one. When she saw me, she looked like that
A smile began to appear on her wrinkled face, as if seeing me was her whole world. But Lin Erdan and Heisan's faces were full of discomfort and frustration.
Why did you get caught? I couldn't help but ask, Heisan, Erdan, and Ershu, they are almost the most powerful masters among us. I have always felt that the cooperation of the three of them is invincible in the world.
The presence of hands.
That old Yamaguchi lady is cunning. We are in the light and they are in the dark. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. What's more, the Japanese here are extremely powerful. Hei San said.
Xiao Fan, Xiao Japan gave me an injection. Now I don’t have any strength in my body, even worse than I did at the beginning. Am I going to be crippled? Lin Erdan looked at me and said.
It wasn't until Er Dan said this that Uncle Er opened his eyes and glanced at me. We looked at each other. I finally knew the reason why Uncle Er and the others were captured. The needle that little Japan was injected with was this.
, making us lose the ability to resist. It doesn’t matter that I can’t feel my Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram. What I’m most worried about is my second uncle. Could it be that my second uncle is also going to be persecuted by Little Japan and disappear into the background of everyone else?
There is no doubt that we are all the same. As I said, little Japan has to go much further than us on this road. The second uncle said the only thing at this time.
That kind of injection is medicine. I asked something that seemed to be nonsense, but I believe my second uncle and the others can understand me. What I want to know is whether this medicine will temporarily make us feel weak, or will it make us feel weak forever.
Medicine that has lost its combat effectiveness.
The second uncle glanced at me and said: I don’t know either.
His words made me feel underestimated in an instant. There are some things that you have never owned before, but I, Lin Xiaofan, have been cowardly for so long, and finally made a counterattack, and finally got the power I dreamed of. However,
Now it is suddenly gone. This feeling of gain and loss is the most maddening thing.
I asked weakly where this place was.
This is the base of the Japanese army, a strange place. Heisan replied.
Next, the atmosphere became very dull. Everyone among us was powerless and became a prisoner. Jiuliang and Fatty didn’t even know what happened to them. I couldn’t help but worry that one day we would meet them.
, both as prisoners.
We were tied here for a long time. Every once in a while, people in chemical protective suits would come over and draw blood from our bodies. Those people's expressions could not be seen and they were like ghosts. At the beginning
I would scold him, but they would ignore it like an animal struggling. Until later, I didn’t even have the strength to curse.
The first one among us to take away was the second uncle. Several people carried long guns on their backs. Before untying the rope of the second uncle, they gave him an injection. Then two people carried the second uncle. When they saw that he could not lift his head,
My second uncle was lifted up by two people and couldn't even stand upright. I almost burst into tears. This man who was upright and upright had to be tortured like this one day.
You fucking let him go, even though I knew it was useless, I still shouted to those Japanese.
I thought they would still ignore me this time, but this time, one person looked back at me, and then a female voice came out: Don't worry, it will be your turn.
They pressed several codes on a door. After the elevator-like door opened, they carried their second uncle and walked in.
My second uncle is not only my backbone, but actually every one of us. I clearly felt that after my second uncle was taken away, the already solemn atmosphere became even more solemn. Hei San’s eyes were filled with despair.
, but he still looked at me and said: Don't worry, your second uncle Lin Baqian is a man who can surprise people, trust him.
I believed that before, but this time, I can only take it as a psychological comfort, because the Japanese have traveled much farther on this road than we have.
The second uncle was sent back two hours later. We have no concept of time. This is just my estimate. When the second uncle was sent back, he was soft and had his eyes closed. How I hope this is just an illusion. Second Uncle
He would suddenly rise up and kill everyone, but he didn't make any move until the unconscious second uncle was tied to the pillar again.
Xiaofan, don't worry, your second uncle is just tired and needs a rest. Hei San said to me, before he finished speaking, his own eyes turned red first.
However, the Japanese did not give me time to grieve. Their next target was me. Those people wearing chemical protective suits approached me and first injected a yellow drug into my body.
After the injection, I looked at myself again and couldn't tell how many people were in front of me. I finally understood what my second uncle was feeling just now.
They dragged me into the elevator and walked through a long corridor, just like a hospital corridor. Finally, at a door, I entered the password again, and the door with Japanese characters written on it was opened.
, I was in a daze, all my clothes were taken off, my limbs were fixed, and several people wearing chemical protective suits began to insert various tubes and wires into my body.
I was reminded of Into Science, my old favorite.
This time, I became the guinea pig in the experiment.
I bit the tip of my tongue, thinking that my blood could once again save me from this difficult situation, but the pain had no other effect besides waking me up.
I tried hard to open my eyes. I at least wanted to know what they were doing. In front of me was a laboratory. There were all kinds of equipment that I could only see in the science column. There was a group of people surrounding me.
Pointing and speaking in Japanese, I heard the sound of typing on the computer keyboard quickly.
They seemed to be analyzing the data on me.
At this time, a man walked up to me and took off his rubber gloves. It was a white hand, stroking the blue dragon tattoo on my left arm, as if caressing a beautiful work of art. Look at this hand,
I knew it was a woman, and then she said: What a magical thing, isn't it? What a furious and domineering energy.
She was like a pervert. After saying this, she even lay on my chest, kissed the head of the green dragon, and said: This is the most amazing body I have ever seen, just as amazing as that one.
I suddenly felt nauseous. I had just bitten the tip of my tongue and it was bleeding, and now I sprayed it directly at her.
She wiped off the blood on the gas mask and said: Little guy, did you just want to bite your tongue to stimulate your own strength? Just like you Chinese people think that the blood on the tip of your tongue has magical powers. Let me tell you, in fact, the so-called
Blood on the tip of the tongue can ward off evil spirits, just because ghosts are a magical fantasy that makes people get lost. What you see is what it wants you to see. It is an illusion, but there are countless nerves on the tongue, no better than those on my sister.
If you have few nerves, the so-called biting the tip of your tongue to ward off evil spirits is just the severe pain in the nerves that makes you wake up and get out of the illusion.