I was in panic, and a heart in my stomach had already jumped to my throat. While I was about to shout loudly, a chubby palm stretched out, grabbed the terrifying woman's stamina and carried her into the air.

The owner of this fat hand was Fatty Wang who had touched in before. I don’t know where he had just gone and never showed up. It was not until the moment the woman relaxed her vigilance that she suddenly took action to subdue him.

I was about to pat my chest and take a breath, but unexpectedly the woman suddenly raised her legs and kicked Wang Fatty directly in the crotch at a strange angle.

Fatty Wang felt pain, and the strength in his hand was relaxed. The woman turned around and broke free from his control. Her hands turned around, and she strangled Fatty Wang's neck and walked behind him.

"Your grandma, I'll greet Fatty again." Fatty Wang was angry, pulled the woman's arm that wrapped around her neck with both hands, raised her over her head, then pulled her to her face, facing her face and eyes. The next moment, Fatty Wang became fierce and directly hit the woman's face with her head.

Amid the screams, the woman's pair of Danfeng eyes suddenly turned blood-red, just like two red lights in the dark night, as if she was possessed by a ghost, completely different from the other day. She was hit hard by Fatty Wang, and she was also murderous at the moment. She waved her sharp nails with her fingertips and wanted to pierce the latter's eyes.

"I'll keep the pot when I eat fat." Fatty Wang knew it was powerful, so he hurriedly raised his head to avoid it, then used both hands to throw the woman directly into the air. Then he shouted loudly, pulled open his clothes, took out his hunting rifle, reversed the gun, and swung it up and smashed it head-on towards the woman.

To be honest, in the previous book "The Complete Record of Supernatural Archives: Bermu Yiyun", the most satisfying and favorite fighting plot I wrote was the legendary "Wang's butt stock"! That was a great trick of storm and clouds rising, two, the sky changed, and three, the rice dumplings were all over the ground to find teeth.

And I confirmed the true identity of this fat man in the familiar voice of Fatty Wang's "I'm a gun in my mouth". I also saw this unique skill that made thousands of fans scream in this dark and dark underground.

Fatty Wang was a man of tiger power and bear heart. At this time, the gun stock made the fire, and the wind was howling, and it hit the woman's head, hitting her so hard that her flesh and blood were flying everywhere, knocking her unconscious on the spot.

Seeing that the woman was knocked unconscious by the divine butt, I stood up tremblingly and asked, "Brother Fat, where did you go just now? Who is this woman? How do you eat human flesh?"

The fat man looked at me with a squinted look and said a little embarrassedly: "I just ate too much roast chicken beer, which is a bit bad for my belly. Fatty, I found a secluded place to facilitate it. I just tied my belt and saw this female ghost-like thing. Do you think Fatty, can I not smash her? Forget it, go out and call Xiao Zhang, and let's go in and take a look."

I was speechless again, thinking that this fat man Wang was indeed as unreliable as the legendary one. At this critical moment, he actually ran to put the turtle quietly. However, people have three urgent needs. When the inventory in their stomachs accumulates to the chrysanthemums, even if you are the king of heaven, you have to give up everything temporarily.

I went out and called out to Old Man Zhang Xingkuo, tied the woman with Fatty Wang, and then carried it up to walk towards the depths of the tunnel.

After turning a corner, the tunnel became brighter and there were large light bulbs embedded around it. However, the more you walked inside, the more bloody the smell became, as if you were walking into a slaughterhouse.

I heard the woman's weak gasp in front of me, so I hurriedly accelerated and ran towards the other side.

I saw that at the end of the tunnel was a small house, about 40 square meters. It was filled with all kinds of torture instruments. The only ones I could name were the legendary "soldering iron", "tiger bench", "pull rack", "nail chair", etc., and all kinds of knives placed on a surgical car.

These knives and torture instruments are covered with fresh blood, and the murals of "killing and execution" around the room decorate the entire space as terrifying as the eighteenth floor of hell.

I felt a sudden change in my heart, and I ran forward quickly, and then I found a woman on the operating bed in the center of the room. All of my limbs were cut off, and my face had been stripped off, leaving only the woman whose eyes were still turning, but she had not yet died.

"Tiantian, is it you?" My tears came out all of a sudden. The scene in front of me was so cruel. But I was not afraid at this time, but I felt heartbroken and regretful about this woman who didn't know if she was collecting information with me.

The woman screamed. From her open mouth, I could clearly see that her tongue had been cut off half of it. She could only make "whimper" crying and moans, but she could not speak. However, from her begging and her eyes with a hint of surprise, she knew me.

"Help her get rid of it!" At some point, Fatty Wang and Old Man Zhang Xingkuo had already walked behind me, and both of them had a very calm eyes.

"Why is this? Why do we do this to us?" I collapsed, squatted on the ground with my head in my arms and started crying. I am just a book writer, Tiantian, Lao Wang and others are just helping the column group organize story information. What did we do wrong? We will suffer such inhuman torture and punishment.

"There is morphine here, which can make her feel a little better." The old man Zhang Xingkuo found a syringe from the operating table and handed it to me.

I calmed down and knew that I had been involved in a "war". And now all the writers, including the head of the "Global Supernatural Archives", are missing, and I am the only one who escaped by chance. So I have to cheer up at this time and think of a way to save them.

I took the morphine needle and walked to Liu Tiantian and said softly: "Tiantian, I know what you mean. You don't want to go to the hospital. You can go with peace of mind. I, Zhou Yang, will definitely avenge you." After that, I shot the needle along her neck.

Liu Tiantian's eyes turned, and her facial muscles, which had no skin, also twitched. I could tell that she was smiling.

"Girl, go with peace of mind." Fatty Wang raised the woman who was knocked unconscious by her and looked at Tiantian, then picked up a scalpel and cut Tiantian's neck artery.

Three minutes later, Tiantian's struggling body slowly calmed down, but her eyes, which had no eyelids, could never close them.

"Xiao Zhou, I am sad, I will never be resurrected when I die." The old man Zhang Xingkuo sighed, then patted my shoulder.

"I'm fine!" I forced a smile and stood up, then pointed to the woman who had passed out of coma, and said, "Now, it's time for her to have something to do."
Chapter completed!