When the fat man saw this, he went up and slapped her again without saying anything.
"Don't you need to take care of yourself?"
Sakurako Miyamoto immediately became honest, her eyes turned red and she almost shed tears. She looked extremely aggrieved, completely like a little resentful woman.
"You won't take us in yet," the fat man shouted.
Sakurako Miyamoto wiped away her tears, nodded, then looked at the fat man with a resentful look, and then led us into the factory.
"Fat brother, you are too rude. Why do you always hit such a beautiful young lady?" The little fox expressed dissatisfaction with the fat man's rude actions.
"Why don't you beat her and beat you?" The fat man glared at the little fox fiercely.
"Well, let's hit her then!"
The fat man curled his lips and ignored him.
The little fox seemed to have something to say about beating women. As he walked, he persuaded the fat man earnestly: "Fat brother, I don't mean anything else. I just want to be gentle and patient with women."
"You know nothing? She just likes me to hit her, can you believe it?" The fat man started to compete with the little fox.
"Well, that's not possible. How can anyone be so mean?" The little fox shook his head vigorously.
The fat man immediately greeted Sakurako Miyamoto, "Let me ask you, do you like it if I hit you?"
Miyamoto Eiko nodded quickly and said she liked it.
The little fox's eyes suddenly lit up, "Now I feel relieved!"
"What do you mean?" the fat man asked,
The little fox ignored him, then rolled his eyes and ran to me, lowered his voice, and begged bitterly: "Brother, can you teach me?"
"Teach you what?" I asked knowingly.
The little fox looked at Sakurako Miyamoto and said, "That's it. This is the spell. I'm thinking about finding a girlfriend. As long as you are willing to teach me, I can do whatever you want me to do."
"Want to learn?" I asked with a smile.
The little fox's head nods like a rattle.
I chuckled and said, "When I get the chance next time, I'll give you one too?"
"real?"
The little fox's peach blossom eyes suddenly turned into smiles.
I secretly despised him in my heart, thinking that this little fox is not old yet he is so perverted. Do you know where to open the door?
In this way, we walked and chatted without any pressure at all, as if we were walking in the back garden of our own home, until Sakurako Miyamoto led us to an extremely remote small building in the corner of the factory.
Then it stopped.
Could it be here?
I couldn't help but look at the small building in front of me. The floors were not high, but the architectural style should have been what it looked like decades ago. The wooden-framed steel windows and the old big iron door on the first floor were still there.
This kind of building must be at least several decades old.
A cold expression appeared on my face, and I looked casually towards the bottom of the small building. If I guessed correctly, it should be underground.
These little ones are really cunning, they are so well hidden, no wonder they are so hard to find.
As we approached the door, a wave of moisture mixed with engine oil came from inside and got into our nostrils.
From the outside, it looks like a shabby warehouse where old equipment is piled.
The most brilliant thing is that these little days, the door is not even locked, leaving the big mottled iron door half-closed and open, and there are indeed a lot of worn-out equipment piled inside. The ground is damp and dark, and there are things everywhere.
It was dust, and there were puddles of black engine oil in some places, and there was no place to even put my feet down.
No one would have thought that this was their most secret place.
"Are you sure you are here?" The fat man frowned.
Sakurako Miyamoto nodded quickly, pointed to the wall and said, "It's right below."
"Then why don't you take us down?" The fat man slapped Sakurako Miyamoto hard on her buttocks, and then pinched her hard.
Sakurako Miyamoto's face suddenly turned red, her eyes glowed with peach blossoms, and her breathing became rapid. She lowered her head and walked in silently against the wall. We looked at each other and followed her.
later.
There is a wall on one side and machinery stacked on the other, so the place where you can step down is very narrow, which means that only one person can pass by.
She walked to the base of the wall and then stopped. There was a rare open space there, about two or three square meters. Miyamoto Sakurako stood in front of the open space and did not step on it.
I roughly calculated that the distance from there to the gate is only about 30 meters.
It seems that if my guess is good, the secret of my little life should be here.
At this time, Li Yilong behind me suddenly stretched out his hand and touched my back gently. I stopped because of a cold, turned around and asked him what was wrong?
"Brother, look here."
Li Li Yilong pointed to the abandoned machinery next to me, his face extremely condensed.
I quickly followed his gaze, and couldn't help but stare at a metal pipe above my head that was as thick as my thigh.
This metal pipe is about one meter away from me. It is inserted diagonally among the debris. It is about two meters high. It looks a bit like a hydraulic rod sleeve. It is bright and shiny, and its thickness is more than half a centimeter.
And where Li Yilong pointed his finger, there was an extremely strange dent in the middle of the metal tube.
The dent was more than ten centimeters wide, and the dented part was undulating, looking as if it had been pinched out by a big hand.
But how can there be such big hands in this world?
In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the weirdo No. 9 we killed before, but I quickly rejected this idea. By comparison, although No. 9's hands were very long, they didn't seem to be so wide.
My eyes suddenly narrowed.
There is no doubt that if this is really a grip mark, then it must be another monster.
Fatty also saw it, and then we all turned to look at Sakurako Miyamoto.
"What's going on?" Fatty asked directly.
Miyamoto Sakurako glanced at the fat man resentfully and said, "This was pinched."
"Who pinched it?" The fat man's face changed.
"No. 7."
Sakurako Miyamoto said a number that shocked me.
Such a huge power may have only been captured by No. 7.
You need to know their ranking, but going from back to front means stronger, and of course this does not include the upcoming No. 14.
Ma De, we must not let these monsters go out to cause harm to the world. No matter what we say today, their factory will be destroyed. Gale Novel
Under the supervision of the fat man, Sakurako Miyamoto suddenly stretched out her index finger and inserted it into a gap next to it. Then she heard a clicking sound and an inconspicuous brick on the wall slowly turned over.
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On the surface it looks like a normal red brick, but inside it is a screen with a camera on it.
Sakurako Miyamoto put her face close to her, and immediately, her face appeared on the screen. After some scanning, there was a sudden muffled sound in the open space under her feet.
Immediately afterwards, the two or three square meters of ground sank bit by bit. After sinking for perhaps tens of centimeters, it moved to the side in a balanced manner and was hidden under the ground.
A dark underground passage appeared in front of the foreigners, and it seemed bottomless at first glance.
"Why are there no stairs?" The fat man looked at Sakurako Miyamoto in confusion.
"Brother, the elevator is right here, but it has been processed so that it cannot be seen with the naked eye."
"Girl, you rarely bluff me, do you think I'm blind? Where is the elevator here?"
While the fat man was talking, he took out a flashlight and shined it downwards. The coil of light penetrated through it, and it was indeed pitch black below.
"Where's the elevator? Where did the elevator come from?" The fat man glared fiercely.
Sakurako Miyamoto looked at him a little aggrievedly, then raised her feet and stepped directly towards the dark place.
"What do you want to do?"
The fat man quickly reached out to grab it, but it was still a step too late. Sakurako Miyamoto's feet had already landed in the dark hollow.
At this moment, even I thought she would fall, after all, I really didn't see where the elevator was.
But a magical scene appeared. As Miyamoto Sakurako took a step forward, her body did not feel weightless, but stood steadily above the dark hollow.
Then, a blue light lit up at her feet. It was a 4 square piece of black glass, which looked like a screen and was about the same size as the hole in front of us.
All of us were stunned.
This little guy does have this method, and he can actually make it so lifelike!
The fat man jumped up first with a dark face, and the rest of us quickly followed.
Miyamoto Sakurako made a gesture towards the screen at her feet, and the huge screen slowly fell downwards.
As it continued to descend, a gloomy atmosphere followed.
My brows also wrinkled, because I often felt waves of dark wind blowing up from below.
Isn't this a laboratory down here? Why is there such a dark wind?
Moreover, this evil wind is extremely strong and carries a monstrous evil spirit, which is somewhat unreasonable.
Could it be that there are some other secrets down there?