"If the amount is small, there will be no strong reaction or severe pain, just a slight sting." Ye Linsu explained: "And mixed with magnesium oxide powder, it can further block the direct contact of quicklime with the skin.
, it just helps to improve the water absorption efficiency, so your hands will feel a slight tingling and itching on the steel material.”
"However, when a cup of hot water is poured on your hand and the dry lime powder is completely dissolved, the situation is different, especially when a large amount of lime has already been incorporated into the cup of water -
—High temperature and sufficient liquid can quickly dissolve the powder in the gaps between your fingers into highly alkaline slaked lime, which can penetrate through the pervasive liquid and penetrate the bandage to directly attack your skin."
Ye Suling raised her hand, pointed at Tan Xin's palm and said: "Your hand is now severely corroded and burned. Even if it is washed away with water, you must receive anti-corrosion treatment as soon as possible, otherwise I guarantee that your palm will feel numb for a long time in the future.
The itching is unbearable, especially on rainy days.”
"You, you -" Tan Xin lowered his head and wanted to pick up the axe, but Ye Suling did not stop him, because as soon as the opponent's hand grasped the handle of the axe, the severe pain caused by the corrosion of calcium hydroxide made him unable to use any strength.
.
"Give up resistance, you have been arrested." Finally, seeing that the time had come, Ye Suling immediately rushed forward and was about to lock Tan Xin's shoulders.
"Don't come over, I'll strangle you to death if you come over -"
Tan Xin's hands were temporarily useless, so she had no choice but to show off her strength and hook Yuan Mengmeng's neck with her elbows and arms, pretending to strangle her.
However, this posture was obviously very difficult for her to exert strength as she only had one injured hand. Moreover, she had not received any special combat training in neck binding. It was impossible to strangle Yuan Mengmeng to death with brute force alone. Therefore,
Ye Suling was not afraid in the slightest, but instead sped up even faster.
In Zhang Ke's eyes, Ye Suling was like a light flying swallow, passing through the barriers of cardboard boxes, tables and chairs in the room in an instant, overcoming numerous obstacles, and arriving in front of Tan Xin like a divine soldier descending from heaven.
"It's over, release the hostages, otherwise I will use violence." Looking at Ye Suling's posture, no one would think that Tan Xin could still be her opponent.
"..." Tan Xin's elbows were still holding Yuan Mengmeng tightly, her eyes were resentful and resentful, but she didn't make a fuss like before. She just kept hitting the table hard, as if to maintain this seemingly useless situation.
Meaningful actions can seem like a breakthrough.
Zhang Ke took a closer look at the location where she hit it, and it seemed that it was just an ordinary area on the table. There were no special objects or patterns, and there was no response after hitting it so many times, so there probably wasn't any mechanism.
So, what is she doing?
"It seems that we can't negotiate in words, so I'm sorry, I can only keep you in the hospital for half a month." Ye Suling moved her shoulders, waved her arms, and then struck out with a fierce horizontal fist like a rocket, which was astonishing.
Kan sided over Yuan Mengmeng who was blocking him and blasted directly towards Tan Xin's side face.
"Ahhhh, what are you doing?"
The fist hadn't even hit his cheek, but the force of the razor-like punch had already made Tan Xin's eyebrows sore, and he instinctively felt fear.
And Ye Suling really didn't intend to hold anything back. From the time she was forced to hand over her gun to now, she has been very angry. Although she looks calm, she has actually been looking for an outlet to vent all her explosive emotions.
Already.
But Tan Xin, who was unwilling to give up until the end of the Yellow River, was the one who hit the muzzle of the gun. Originally, everything was caused by her, and now she still threatened the hostages in her hands, so Ye Suling punched her down for "law enforcement needs"
It doesn't violate any rules or inner morals at all.
This blow will basically give Tan Xin a mild concussion, and I'm afraid he will be dizzy and dizzy for a month, unable to eat, and prone to vomiting - Zhang Ke looked at the fist he was about to receive and silently guessed in his heart.
However, at this moment, Tan Xin's body suddenly and quickly leaned back!
No, it's not that he fell backwards, but that the whole person and the chair he was sitting on were retreating rapidly!
"What's going on?" Ye Suling, who did not expect this scene, punched empty because it was too late to change the trajectory of the punch. At this moment, Tan Xin had already retreated nearly ten meters.
No, ten meters? How can this room be that big? Wasn't she already very close to the wall just now?
——Zhang Ke noticed this, then raised his head and took a closer look, only to find that Tan Xin did not just retreat, but also "sinked" into the floor-to-ceiling glass walls on both sides.
To be more precise, the chair behind her happened to block a gap. After this gap was a long and slender corridor that could only be passed by one person, with thick floor-to-ceiling glass on both sides.
Because all the outdoor scenes are reflected on the glass, it is difficult to tell how thick the surrounding walls are without looking carefully. However, no one expected that the floor-to-ceiling glass wall in this room is at least ten meters thick.
This tunnel can accommodate Tan Xin's emergency retreat.
And there seemed to be a steel mechanical hook connected to the back of the chair she was sitting on. It was it that pulled her into the secret passage at the critical moment.
Ye Suling, who quickly realized this, immediately wanted to rush into the tunnel and continue to investigate. However, this time she hit a wall - a literal "bump". As soon as she rushed forward with all her strength, she felt a bang on her forehead.
I hit something hard and almost lost my footing.
Touching the slightly swollen bump on her head, Ye Suling took a closer look at the obstacle in front of her - it turned out to be a layer of colorless and transparent tempered glass, blocking the tunnel at the front, separating the room and the tunnel into two
a confined space.
This glass baffle was obviously raised immediately after Tan Xin made an emergency retreat, but because the floor-to-ceiling glass on both sides is turquoise, and this tempered glass baffle is colorless and pure transparent, so
In this tunnel where the light refraction is quite complex, it is difficult to identify it at once.
The person who built this interlocking mechanism must be very proficient in human color adaptation habits, spatial misalignment judgment and other fields related to visual cognition. Therefore, he can create such a perfect structure that uses visual errors and identification defects to achieve effects.
Zhang Ke and Ye Suling, who had been in this room for a long time, did not notice the mechanism hidden under their noses at all.
"No, this glass is too hard. I can't break it. I'm afraid even bullets can't penetrate it easily." Ye Suling tried to punch the transparent glass, although there was a shock that echoed through her ears.
There was a sound, but the glass didn't move at all.