Chapter 101

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Charles quickly rushed towards Hemihe, he couldn't let that guy use the relic again.

"x-on:*!!" Black Mihe said something quickly, and the surrounding people scrambled to stand in front of Charles, trying to distance the two of them

Seeing that Hemihe behind the crowd picked up the hourglass again, Charles gritted his teeth and stepped hard on the monster in front of him, his body flew directly into the air.

His vision became brighter, and he instantly saw Hemihe in the distance, but at the same time, his body was also exposed to the gun.

The dozens of gun barrels below have been raised, as long as they spray out bullets, Charles will be instantly sieved.

At this critical juncture, a hooked spear shot from Charles' prosthetic leg directly pierced Hemihe's palm in the distance. The hourglass fell to the ground and jingled.

With the jerk of the hooked spear, Charles in mid-air quickly flew towards the black Mich, and the gunshot sounded, hitting the ceiling behind Charles.

With one fell swoop, Charles' prosthetic limb fell, and most of Heimihe's neck was directly removed by the chain saw.

In the rain of blood all over the sky, Charles turned around slowly and stared at the Mihes who were stunned.

These monsters looked at the humans in front of them, with scared expressions in the cross pupils.

"Buzz!" The chain saw turned again, and Charles rushed towards them like a tiger.

Needless to say about the process, Hemihe who didn't use the relic, the rest of these guys are like chickens and dogs in front of Charles.

Ten minutes later, Charles, who was drenched in blood, was panting heavily, and Mihe's corpses were all around him.

He looked at the gunshot wound on his leg, bit his cheek tightly, stretched out his right hand finger into it, and forced the bullet out of it.

"Wait, this thing should still be useful." Richard controlled his body and picked up the hourglass from the pool of blood.

Charles walked towards the exit step by step with bloody footprints. It was a staircase, and it could be seen that the second laboratory was underground.

It seemed very bright outside, with a faint noise, a bit like a lively square at seven o'clock in the evening in summer.

When they walked out slowly, the scene in front of them made a trace of despair appear on their faces.

Richard angrily raised the hourglass in his hand and threw it on the ground, "Damn! There are so many people, what a fart, you told us that there are so many people, so we can stay in the cell at ease. !"

I saw that directly opposite the exit was a square about the size of four football fields.

Nearly tens of thousands of Mihers were making various human props in the square, and hundreds of Hemihers stood around watching and guarding. Each of them carried relics of various sizes in their hands.

At this time, all the monsters in the square shot their gazes at them in unison. There was no emotion in their gazes, but Charles couldn't breathe due to the tremendous pressure it brought.

Richard said with a wry smile: "Brother, do you think they will let us go if we go back now and close the door from the inside?"

"What's the use of saying this now! It's all your fault!"

"Oh, it's not that I know I was wrong. If I can live this time, I will definitely listen to you next time."

Charles suppressed the anger in his heart and looked into the distance. There was the city they came to before. Although the hope was slim, as long as they ran to the city, they would have a chance to escape from the pursuit of these things.

"Fight!" Charles, ignoring those Mihe's eyes, dragged his injured leg and ran towards that side with all his might.

In the next second, Mihe in the square moved instantly, and they ran around noisily.

Charles was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic again, and ran towards the direction of the city, but as one of the black Mihe raised the relic in his hand, Charles' body stiffened quickly, as if he had turned into a stiff stone and fell on the ground. on the ground.

Charles rolled his eyes slowly and watched the black Mihers slowly surround them. He watched helplessly as a mass of bloody flesh was stuffed into his mouth.

Drowsy, he lost his will again.

When Charles woke up again, the light above his head made his eyes narrow subconsciously.

After he got used to the light, he found himself trapped in an empty white room. This time, his "treatment" was much higher. He was tied to a steel bracket, and not only his limbs were shackled, but his body was also shackled. Layers of chains entangled.

Directly opposite him was a huge glass wall, and behind the wall stood several Michs. They even operated some electronic equipment, and seemed to be using the equipment to detect Charles.

Richard breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, buddy, I finally saved my life."

There was a hint of anger in Charles' eyes. His other personality was too rash, but he didn't want to quarrel with him at this time.

At this moment, a door next to it opened, and a robed Mihe walked in from the side, holding a barbed whip in one hand and a bucket in the other. , the water in the bucket is black.

The long whip was first soaked in a bucket, and then quickly waved.

"Crack!" The whip lashed Charles' body fiercely, and the burning pain caused Charles to groan.

After more than ten whips in a row, after the skin and flesh on Charles' body were torn apart, Mihe took the whip and left.

Charles originally thought that his punishment was over, but how could he know that the pain on his body had just begun. As time went by, the wound seemed to be covered with countless ants, constantly gnawing at the flesh and blood.

Charles was in so much pain that his muscles were trembling all over his body. Even the strong-willed man couldn't bear it, and screamed from time to time.

The empty room was full of Charles' screams, interspersed with Richard's abuse.

The excruciating pain subsided after two hours, at which point Charles was shaking and panting.

"Bang!" The iron door was opened, and another Mihe came in. This time he did not bring a torture device, but a pot of mushrooms. He put the mushrooms in front of Charles and retreated.

Charles can understand that the other party punished himself, but what does it mean to put a pot of mushrooms here?

As the time passed, Charles endured the pain in his heart and thought about the information he had obtained. Even though Mihe had a large number of people and his hope was slim, he still did not give up the hope of escape.

Two hours later, two Mihes came in, the one in front was wearing a white robe, and the one in the back was holding a book in his hand.

"&＊x-on:￡..." A string of hurried noises came from the long lips of Mihe in the white robe.

"How many times do I have to say it? I don't understand what you're saying!" the weak Charles said weakly.

The white-robed Mihe ignored Char's words and continued to speak on his own, while the one standing behind him quickly took notes with a pen.

Charles looked over for a while, and found that he couldn't understand the words recorded in the book at all. Just like the words on the goods in those fake cities, they were all messy black dots.

Just when Charles was thinking about what Mihe was doing across the way, the low whisper sounded in his ears.

Charles had a painful expression on his face, and in this situation, he could do nothing but cover his teeth and bear it.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt the abnormality of the voice, the whispering sound was connected with the voice of Mihe on the opposite side, and a familiar low-pitched human voice came out of his ears, and he suddenly understood These Mich's words.

"134, I hope you will stop your fearless escape. We have found your previous information. You are the planner of the 517 riot. If you continue like this, then we will take extreme measures."