With a low smile, Brando stepped forward, stood beside the bed, stared at the person on the bed, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his arms, handed it to him, and said, "Although I am not used to interrupting people's meals, Mr. Ghost, while
It is very impolite to greet guests while eating."
"Brando, you are finally here."
Contrary to his appearance, the man's voice on the bed was extremely cold and shrewd, like a gloomy ghost crawling out of hell, which made people tremble.
"The experiment hasn't been successful yet, so I shouldn't have kept you in the first place! If you hadn't brought a batch of goods to please me now, I wouldn't have seen you at all!" He didn't take Brando's handkerchief, let it fall to the ground, and stood up suddenly.
, stepped on it, and asked in a dissatisfied tone.
And when he jumped down, the whole room was shaken. His huge body filled everyone's field of vision. It was actually two and a half meters high. It was extremely compressive, but also very flexible.
"Should I accept it?"
Brando showed neither fear nor anger, he just glanced at the soiled things he had trampled on, raised his lips slightly, walked aside, and said slowly, "That batch of goods is very pure, and it must be very suitable for your brother."
taste."
"Of course I'll accept it, tribute, there's no reason not to accept it." Ghost smiled coldly, his ferocious face trembling, "I not only accept your goods, I also..."
He raised his hand and pointed at the screen on the opposite wall that was constantly replaying the battle scene, and said in a strong tone, "Take this woman."
"I have treasured her for many years." Brando whispered, "She is mine."
"You are very incompetent," Gui Ling harrumphed, "It would be a waste to have such a woman by your side. Brando, you are not worthy at all."
"She is a black cat." Brando was lifeless at his words. He kept smiling and replied lightly, "No one in this world is worthy of her, and neither are you."
"Ha ha----!"
The ghost laughed, extremely arrogantly.
In that laughter, the window lattice shook, as if the whole room was shaking.
"Joke! I'm a ghost tribe? I'm different from you! Do you know why we are called ghost tribe? Do you know why no matter how many people you send, they can't match my strength and can never defeat me? Because, I am a ghost tribe! You are sure
I want to ask, what is the ghost clan? Unfortunately, I won't tell you... you will never know it in your life! I am different from ordinary people like you. How can I not be worthy of a mere black cat?
"
The ghost was arrogant and looked at Brando standing at the end with a look of disdain, "Don't think that I don't know your wishful thinking. Every time you come, you have a purpose. Either you want to kill me or you want to destroy me.
This time, it’s the same, the same as before! The group of women just now, but
It's just a meeting gift given to you by Ghost. Ghost and I are very clear about everything you do now and we won't take it lightly. Brando, if you have any tricks, just come and see. Now, I'll show you.
Look, how I destroyed your so-called world treasure with my own hands!"
After saying that, he raised his legs, put on his helmet, and walked towards the high hanging gate.
Not in this world, with a coldness.
The floor shook slightly as I walked.
Standing in the dark, Brando frowned and pursed his thin lips unconsciously.
In the dim light, his eyes were full of colors, fluctuating constantly. The hand holding the cane clenched and unclenched several times.
Finally, it becomes calm.
He still hasn't moved.
The body stood alone in the darkness, motionless.
There is no stopping.
There was no advice either.
Or rather, he just angered the ghost.
This is not good, not good for the black cat.
But……
This is not a sacrifice, nor is it a gamble.
It's just a...trust.
He told himself this in his heart.
****qian****mo****mo**********Original first release*****
Yan Xiaoyu led the way through various secret passages, going back and forth, twisting and turning, and finally found a small iron gate, pried open the iron rope, and walked in.
The room was very dark and small. There was only a yellow light bulb hanging in the middle of the head, and the rest of the walls were covered with chains and instruments of torture.
"How could it be so simple?" Xiaoyu turned around and looked at the way he came from and asked, "Is this their prison cell in Sea City? Why is there no one guarding it, and we didn't meet anyone else along the way?"
"Sea City is hard to find. The two ghost brothers have always been arrogant. No one dares to rob their prison. Moreover, this prison is indeed not used much because of the rules set in the Black Terror. Those who make mistakes will always be punished.
"It's death that takes the blame", his men quickly
Explaining, leading Xiaoyu forward, "Mr. Brando actually also made arrangements for you for your own sake. When you were fighting with that group just now, Miss, he had secretly arranged for people to clear out the enemies along the way, so that it would be convenient.
You save people."
Just as they were talking, the two of them had reached the innermost point, and saw that there was indeed a person locked in the iron chain in the corner. The person was extremely haggard, and the clothes on his body were very dirty, stained with a lot of waste-like things, and he smelled fishy.
He was sitting in a corner sluggishly, his face was dirty, his short hair had grown long, covering his eyes, and his expression and face could not be seen clearly.
But when Xiaoyu saw the scars from his neck to his back, he immediately recognized his identity.
"Zhan Lei!"
With a call, Xiaoyu stepped forward, squatted beside him, brushed the hair from his eyes and whispered, "Zhan Lei, are you okay? Wake up! Wake up! It's me! I'm here to save you!"
Zhan Lei, however, had his eyes closed and was unresponsive. His body temperature was also very low. If it weren't for his weak, silky breathing, he would have thought that what was sitting on the ground was just a dead body.
"What's wrong with him?" Xiaoyu turned around, "Zhan Lei is extremely vigilant. Even in the most dangerous and despicable situations, he will try his best to stay awake. He must have suffered a lot of inhuman treatment to be like this. What's wrong with him? This ghost clan
Brother, what happened to him!?"
"I'm afraid, it's because of taking medicine," the subordinate continued, "The ghost has the habit of taking drugs and has a huge demand for drugs. I heard that in the past, as a punishment for people, they once forced a person to swallow white powder and gunpowder powder, and then ignited them to force him to death.
To the point of exploding in despair, I enjoy the pleasure of burning white powder and death simultaneously in that feast of human bodies..."
As the subordinate talked, Xiaoyu immediately felt retching in his stomach.
This reminded her of the suicide bombs unique to black terror, which were obviously similar to what this ghost did.
"I just don't know what kind of medicine I took. If it is a drug, I can quit it. If I use the medicine we are researching in the base..." The subordinate shook his head, "There is no cure for the horror, and the future direction is uncertain.
I don’t know what will happen…”
Xiao Yu clenched her fists, unable to imagine or endure that Zhan Lei would turn into the three little flesh-eating, bone-devouring monsters that she personally killed in the dungeon when she first arrived in Black Terror.