Chapter 877: Purgatory on Earth
The next day, when Feng Xiaobai came over, Yue Chengcheng heard the good news.
Mu Weiting took the prisoners out of the glass jar, but completely stunned them.
The effect of the drug was so strong that it needed an antidote to wake up.
He's ready to take out this killer weapon when it's time to fight, right?
"Check it out." Moon Fall City Road.
Feng Xiaobai wanted to speak and stopped.
"How?" Moon Allure raised her eyebrows.
He said in a hurry, "Thirteen, that one...... Last night, that scene was really crazy, you see that picture, don't be afraid! ”
The moon hooked his lips and left.
Afraid?
Will she be scared?
Death Row.
Yue Chengcheng and Feng Xiaobai walked to the door, and their footsteps stopped.
Really, some don't know how to get off their feet.
From behind the iron door, blood spread, and the dampness of the dungeon left the blood stains half-dry, like overturned red paint.
"Ahem, it's dirty, I'll lay something first." Feng Xiaobai said.
Yue Chengcheng said lightly: "No need." ”
If you kill people without blinking, how can you be afraid of blood?
Striding in, stepping on blood stains.
To be honest, when I saw the scene inside the house, Moon Allure was indeed shocked.
But that's about it.
Behind him, the sound of gasping was heard.
Feng Xiaobai's face was a little pale and said: "Oh my God, I thought he just cut this person's wrist and let him bleed to death, but I didn't expect ......"
I saw "Lafayette" panting against the wall, obviously tired from a night's work.
Beside him, there was a pile of bloody flesh and blood, and in front of him was a skeleton of broken bones that had been stamped into flesh.
And the willow leaf dagger that he held tightly in the palm of his hand turned out to be only the handle of the dagger, and the dagger body that was broken on the side was so blunt that it could no longer be used.
"Really, really...... horrible"
Feng Xiaobai shuddered, he just listened to the eyeliner report, but now he saw it with his own eyes.
There was only Chi Yuan in that play, but because of his resentment, he burst out with such a terrifying power.
In the future, he will definitely not easily offend people who seem to be useless, otherwise it will be extremely miserable if it falls into their hands one day.
"His hand is gone." Yue Chengcheng said lightly.
"Huh?"
Feng Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Yue Chengcheng said.
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, Thirteen and his focus are obviously not in the same position, at this time, who cares if the actor's hand is useless?
Yue Chengcheng no longer looked at the play, and instead swept his gaze to the glass jar.
"What about people?" She said coldly.
In the glass jar, only the liquid medicine remained, but the person was gone.
Feng Xiaobai also noticed, and looked at the drama anxiously, "Alas, what about people?!" ”
Yue Chengcheng's eyebrows and eyes twisted slightly, and he walked to the side of the play, pinched the silver needle in his hand, pierced his temple, and turned slightly.
"Hmmm......"
The actor groaned in pain.
"Where did Mu Weiting lock people up?"
It is impossible for him to transfer people away, and no matter how big the heart of the Feng Lord is, it is impossible not to even notice this little movement.
But the question is, now the people are gone?
The drama came back to his senses, and the meat in front of his confused eyes was struck.
Then, a vague memory popped into my mind.
"That man, move the man to another room......" he replied weakly.
"Where?!" Feng Xiaobai asked.
"I want to think, I want to think about ......"
The actor muttered to himself, looking at the miserable situation he had created in front of him, his heart was uncomfortable, and he leaned against the wall and vomited.
"Vomit ......"
Feng Xiaobai also wanted to vomit when he saw it, and hurriedly pulled Yue Chengcheng out of the house.
It took a while for the actor to come out against the wall.
Then he ordered someone to come over for questioning, and only then did he find the place where Mu Weiting was hiding.