Mu Fan, eager to try his best to turn his bicycle into a motorcycle, followed the guard.
After twists and turns along the way, we came to an underground darkroom.
The place is hard to find, full of thorns, and the surrounding area is very secluded.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Mu Fan smelled a strong smell of rust.
The guard threw the little wolf aside like trash, then raised his hand and slowly opened the big iron door.
This Bing didn't seem to have any vigilance at all. He directly picked up the trash-like little wolf in his hand and walked straight in.
After waiting for the footsteps of the guards to slowly disappear, Mu Fan tiptoed into the big iron gate.
As soon as he entered, the smell of blood hit his face, making it difficult for Mu Fan to breathe.
Along this trail, Mu Fan hid a small stone pillar next to it.
When I looked up, I saw darkness.
There is also damp water flowing continuously, but this water has a hint of stench and blood.
"This place is really suitable for a water prison." Looking at this scene, Mu Fan felt that this place was a bit interesting.
The privacy is good, and there is water and rust. It is the best place to trap others. There are so many pillars.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Fan heard the sound of unlocking inside and the howling of a werewolf.
It was a simple howl, not a clear curse like the Wolf King and the patrolling group.
The howl was mixed with the sound of chains being pulled apart, as well as the sound of water shaking and splashing.
The originally peaceful river became turbulent.
Mu Fan slowly moved towards another pillar in order to better see the situation inside.
As soon as I moved to the pillar over there, I saw the figure of the guard.
The guard was stationed in an iron cell at the front, and across the iron fence was a group of werewolves.
This group of werewolves were either scarred or were directly connected by all the iron chains, and then trapped on the big pillars, forming a circle.
The smaller werewolves were tied up in the pool, and the water just covered their chests, leaving only their heads outside.
The guard threw the little werewolf down easily.
Water splashed everywhere, and the werewolf next to him quickly helped him up bit by bit.
Then the slightly larger werewolves started to appear, and there seemed to be those obviously weak-looking werewolves and the old werewolves, all staring at the guards angrily.
"The way you look at me really makes me sick."
This guard is a typical alien life form with 6 eyes and a fly-like face that makes people vomit.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. You don't have anything to eat today. Look at how listless you are. You are really rubbish."
As Zhou Weibing spoke, he pulled on the iron chain next to him. When he gently pulled the thick chain behind the iron chain, it would shake violently.
The werewolf standing by the wall was pulled over instantly, and then pulled back again. There was more and more blood on the wall.
Ouch!
The werewolf's howling became louder and louder, and he seemed a little angry, but the werewolf's anger was useless.
The iron chain was pulled with a banging sound, and the slightly stronger werewolves in front desperately wanted to rush to the front and tear the guard to pieces.
But unfortunately, they were too far away. The length of the iron chain was just long enough for them to touch the front iron fence, and then they could no longer go forward.
Every iron chain was stained with rust, and the reddish-brown scent was mixed with blood.
"A bunch of useless trash. If you didn't need to control those guys, you would have died long ago and still want to eat, hum..."
Let's talk, the guard took the batter-like thing that was originally placed next to him and poured it into the dirty water upstream bit by bit.
"Eat, I'm so kind, the boss won't let you eat, but I'll let you eat to your heart's content."
The water upstream is also extremely dirty, mixed with aquatic plants and silt from unknown sources as well as the floating carcasses of some animals.
Not to mention that when it went to the werewolves, it was mixed with a lot of blood and filth, and all the werewolves closed their eyes tightly.
The little werewolves who were surrounded by a circle were blinking. One little werewolf was watching the dough floating in front of him, his eyes were closed, his mouth was open, and there were tears on the fluff around his eyes.
Before the dough reached the werewolf, it was slapped away by a big hand.
The slightly larger werewolf next to him used all his strength to slap the dough away and lifted the little werewolf up.
Then the chain behind the larger werewolf penetrated directly through his shoulder. Even so, the larger werewolf did not scream, but looked at the little werewolf with firm eyes.
Mu Fan understood that look, it was the pride of the werewolf tribe.
Werewolves can die, but they cannot be insulted like this.
There was more wet fluff around the little werewolf's eyes, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
All the werewolves stared at the guards with hatred.
"Interesting. If I hadn't been here to watch over you, you would have died a long time ago. What do you look like in your eyes? Believe it or not, I will let you all have a taste of hell now." The guard looked at their gazes with relish, and pulled another hand in his hand.
Tickled the chain.
The blood on the wall is much fresher.
This time, not a single wolf screamed.
The guard looked at the werewolves with a sneer as if he was angry.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, right? You're used to it, right? Let me give you something new to try."
Then Mu Fan saw the guard and pressed a switch next to him, and the water from upstream rushed in like a flood.
The target is the little werewolves with only one head left in the water.
Ouch!
Instead of calling out to the group of weak werewolves next to them, the little werewolves screamed in pain.
There is also a group of twilight werewolves, clenching their teeth.
"If you can persist, I want to see how long these little wolves can persist."
The guard chuckled and squatted there, staring at the group of little werewolves.
The heads of the little werewolves have been completely touched, and they are constantly struggling to breathe.
But the more you struggle, the more water you get.
The pupils of the little werewolf that I had seen since childhood had gradually dilated.
At this time, the guard put the water down again.
Several little werewolves breathed quickly as if they were convulsing, but just before they took a breath, the water level came up again.
After repeating this five or six times, the few werewolves no longer had any strength to struggle.
The werewolf behind was howling crazily.
The guards seemed to be enjoying their struggles and howls of pain, again and again.
I know these little werewolves are dying.
"Okay, today's happy time is over. It would be a bit troublesome to kill you. The commander won't let me go. I'll just let you live for a while. Remember to be grateful."
The guard stood up and was about to walk to the door. Mu Fan quickly hid behind a pillar.