Tattoo is a symbol and an art.

A female ghost messenger's pattern appeared on my right wrist again. The last time I found this pattern was on Matt's private yacht. When I climbed Honolulu, the pattern disappeared without realizing it.

Jin Cymbal saved my life. Last night, she was also excited and actually started fighting with the Hell Messenger. I don’t know how the situation is like in r9?

I have to leave this ghost place quickly, but the doctors and mental patients here think I am really a normal person.

Hodman saved the patient who delivered the meal and was about to leave. I hurriedly shouted to him in English: "i    wahe    fbi     charles,               informatios!"

The other party disagreed after hearing this, and the madman in the next cell shouted: "i           informatios!"

I was speechless immediately, but I quickly added: "i'm   iron      soldiers!"

Hodman was stunned, but quickly turned around and left. I stayed in the cell and began to wait for the news uneasy.

The stench was filled with stench, flies and mosquitoes flying around. This was not a normal place for people to stay. I stood behind the door and opened the baffle on the door to breathe fresh air.

An invisible force came from the air. When I closed my eyes, I saw Nicholas Swang wave his hand at me with a collar. I immediately became nervous.

It slowly walked towards me, and my body passed through the access controls. I clenched my fists, but found that I didn't even have a weapon.

Under the pressure of this fear and in this harsh environment, it is difficult for me to calm down.

I seemed to hear the heavy footsteps of the Hell Messenger, who came to take my life. I couldn't help but retreat into the cell, retreating to the corner of the wall under the window, and sat on the dirty floor.

Si Wang had already arrived in front of the cell, knocked on the door with the metal head of the collar, provoking me: "iron       soldiers,e     out!"

Sweat all over my body came out. The other party stretched an arm through the baffle, staring at me in his palm, "Boy, come out and fight me!" Its stiff Chinese came from outside the door.

A middle-aged man's extremely magnetic voice sounded in my mind: "If your heart is clear, the sky will not be shocked. If you forget yourself, you can forget this world. Color is empty and color. Boy, I will recite Om Qinxirazha with me, Om Pa Ramanida Zhahum Pa Suoha"

This mantra is obscure, but in order to save my life, I had to recite it silently with this voice.

Si Wang retracted his arm, but another intestine came in, like the blind Zulu I saw in the Duanlong Canyon, swam towards me quickly.

A faint golden light shone out from my body, wrapping me up before the monster was about to approach me.

"Blind Zulu" searched for a gap and continued to crawl towards my body. At this time, a crisp sound of a golden cymbal hitting sound came from my body. "Blind Zulu" was immediately clamped by two golden cymbals and pressed into flattening, but it did not crush it to death. The mouth of the monster insect was full of fangs, and it was still wriggling towards me with great effort.

I continued to recite the spell, and rotated the pair of gold cymbals I wrapped quickly like a grinding wheel, and soon grinded the monster into powder.

Swan's hysterical roar came from outside the golden cymbal.

I heard the sound of steel hitting the golden cymbals again. Through the pair of golden cymbals, I saw Si Wang throw away the collar in his hand, take out a pickaxe and keep knocking on the golden cymbals.

The other party was tired and kept tapping the golden cymbal. I saw that the golden cymbal had a crack, and the crack was gradually widening, and I didn't dare to stop the spell in my mouth.

A harsh alarm sound came from outside the golden cymbal. Hodman and Dr. Franklin walked towards my cell with electric shock sticks, but the hell messenger in the cell ignored it and continued to hit the golden cymbal with a pickaxe.

The two doctors rushed outside the prison door, removed the baffle on the door and looked into the cell. I immediately shouted for help. With a crisp sound, the cymbals had been broken by Si Wang's pickaxe. I immediately became frightened, and the sweat on my forehead was spilled like soybeans.

The voice in my mind said to me: "Be focused and turn over quickly!"

I quickly turned over and turned my back to the prison door. The remaining golden cymbals blocked me. The pickaxe in Si Wang's hand hit the golden cymbals again, making a crisp and harsh sound.

The prison door opened, and the two doctors snatched in with electric shock sticks, stood in front of me, held the electric shock stick and poked my back.

Two currents hit Si Wang, and with a spin on its left hand, the two currents changed direction and went upward, hitting the two doctors holding the electric shock rod.

The two doctors were hit by an electric current and fell on the dirty floor and started to twitch.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Si Wang's mouth, and a harsh alarm kept coming from outside. When the golden cymbal that covered me was also smashed by the pickaxe in Si Wang's hand, a rapid footstep sound came from outside the cell. Jefferson led two black uniforms to the outside of the prison door.

Franklin and Hodman fell on the floor and stopped twitching. The white coats on their bodies were stained with large stains. The two black uniforms immediately pulled out their pistols and scolded the cell: "steel    warrior,        up,     slowly    e  out!"

I heard Leicester's voice, but I couldn't help it. The pickaxe in the hand of the messenger of hell had already hit my top door. I quickly raised my hands to block it, and still recited a spell in my mouth.

Lester quickly whispered to his colleague beside him. The man next to him nodded in agreement, then took out a metal rod from his pocket and pressed the switch.

A powerful electromagnetic wave was emitted from the silver-gray metal rod, the air became distorted, and Si Wang also became distorted.

"I'll spare you for the time being today. See you in the evening!" Si Wang took back his pickaxe and quickly ran away from the cell.

I slowly stood up from the corner, raised my hands, and then slowly turned around, but my eyes were still closed, but I could see more clearly.

The person who came was Leicester and the other person. This man was dressed the same as Leicester, but there was a golden collar on his tie.

"Stand in place and don't move, raise your hand over your head!" Lester ordered me, and the two prison guards rushed in quickly, helped the two doctors on the ground, and quickly took them out of the cell.

Leicester still pointed the black muzzle at me, and the man next to him covered his nose with a handkerchief and said, "it's   o     talk.     let's talk          treatment   room!"

The man's brows were tight, with a golden ponytail, and his skin was white. He turned around and left the cell.

Lester ordered me to slowly walk towards the door of the cell, and shouted to Jefferson: "Don't the prisoners here wear shackles?"

Jefferson hurried to get the chains. Under the alert of two prison guards, Jefferson put shackles on me. I followed Lester and his colleagues out of the cell area and came to a treatment room.

There is a lounge chair in the room, and there are all kinds of instruments. I saw electric shocks and lie detectors.

Two prison guards pressed me on the recliner, and Jefferson began to place the threads of various instruments on me. Lester and his colleagues sat behind the desk opposite me, and a prison guard brought coffee to the two.
Chapter completed!