Mu Fan followed the guards with the heart of fighting to change his bicycle into a motorcycle.
Along the way, he twisted and twisted and came to an underground dark room.
The place is not easy to find, it is full of thorns, and the surrounding area is very secluded.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Mu Fan smelled a strong smell of rust.
The guard threw the little wolf aside like trash, then raised his hand and slowly opened the big iron gate.
This Bing didn't seem to be vigilant at all, he just took the trash-like little wolf in his hand again, and walked in.
Waiting for the footsteps of the guards to gradually disappear, Mu Fan tiptoed into the big iron gate.
As soon as he came in, a bloody smell rushed over his face, making it difficult for Mu Fan to breathe directly.
Along this path, Mufan hides on a small stone pillar next to it.
Looking up, it was dark.
There is still wet water flowing constantly, but this water has a slight smell and bloody smell.
"This place is really suitable for a water prison." Looking at such a scene, Mu Fan felt that this place was a bit interesting.
The secrecy is good, and there is water and rust, it is the best to trap others, and there are so many pillars.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Fan heard the sound of unlocking the inside, and the howling of the werewolf.
It was a simple howl, not a clear curse like the wolf king and the patrolling group.
The howling sound was mixed with the sound of the iron chain being pulled open, and there was also the sound of some water shaking, and the water splashed in all directions.
The originally calm inland river became turbulent.
Mu Fan slowly moved to another pillar, in order to better see the situation inside.
As soon as I moved to the pillar over there, I saw the figure of the guard.
The guards were planted in an iron prison at the front, and there was a group of werewolves separated by the iron fence.
The group of werewolves were either scarred or directly connected by all the iron chains, and then trapped on the big pillars, forming a circle.
The smaller werewolves were all tied up in a pool of water just up to their chests, leaving only their heads outside.
The guard threw the little werewolf down without any hassle.
Water splashed everywhere, and the werewolf next to him helped him up little by little.
Then the slightly older werewolves started, and there seemed to be those obviously weak-looking werewolves and old werewolves, all staring angrily at the guards.
"Looking at me like that makes me sick."
This guard is a typical alien life form, with 6 eyes and a fly-like face, which makes people vomit.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, you have nothing to eat today, look at your listless looks, it's rubbish."
Zhou Weibing said while pulling the iron chain next to him. He gently pulled the thick chain behind the iron chain and it would shake violently.
The werewolf standing by the wall was pulled over in an instant, and then pulled back again. There was more and more blood on the wall.
Aww
The howling of the werewolf was getting louder and louder, and it looked a little angry, but the anger of the werewolf was useless.
The iron chain was being pulled with a bang bang, and the slightly stronger werewolves in front desperately wanted to rush to the front, trying to tear the guard apart.
But it's a pity that they are too far away. The length of the iron chain is just long enough for them to touch the front iron fence, and then they can no longer move forward.
Every iron chain is stained with rust, and the reddish-brown smell is really mixed with blood.
"A bunch of useless trash, if you didn't need you to control those guys, you'd all be dead and want to eat, huh..."
Let's talk, the guard took the batter-like thing that was originally placed next to it, and poured it into the dirty water upstream bit by bit.
"Eat, my uncle is kind, the higher ups won't let you eat, but I'll let you eat until you're full."
The upstream water is also extremely dirty, mixed with aquatic plants, mud and floating corpses of some animals who don't know where.
Not to mention the flow to the werewolves, mixed with a lot of blood and filth, all werewolves closed their eyes tightly.
The little werewolves surrounded in a circle blinked and blinked. One little werewolf watched the dough float by in front of him, with his eyes closed and his mouth open, with tears dripping down the fluff around his eyes.
Before the dough reached the werewolf, it was slapped away by a big hand.
The slightly older werewolf next to him slapped the dough away with all his strength and lifted the little werewolf up.
Immediately after, the iron chain behind the bigger werewolf pierced through his shoulders. Even so, the bigger werewolf didn't make any screams, but looked at the little werewolf firmly.
Mu Fan understood that look, it was the pride of the werewolf tribe.
Werewolves can die, but they cannot be insulted like this.
There were more wet fluff around the little werewolf's eyes, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
All the werewolves stared at the guards with a kind of hatred.
"Interesting, if I hadn't been here to watch over you, you would have died a long time ago. Believe it or not, I'm giving you a taste of hell now." The guard looked at them with relish, and pulled the iron chain again.
The blood on the wall was much fresher.
This time, not a single wolf screamed.
And the guard looked at the group of werewolves with a sneer as if he had become angry from embarrassment.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, are you used to it, then let you try something new."
Immediately after Mu Fan saw the guard, he pressed a switch beside him, and the upstream water rushed like a flood.
The target is the little werewolves with only one head left in the water.
Aww
Instead of yelling at the group of weak werewolves next to them, the little werewolves cried out in pain.
There was also a group of dying werewolves clenching their teeth.
"If you can persist, I want to see how long these little wolf cubs can persist."
The guard smiled and squatted there, staring at the group of little werewolves.
The heads of the little werewolves were completely covered, and they kept struggling to breathe.
But the more you struggle, the more water you have.
The pupils of the little werewolf he had seen since childhood had gradually dilated.
At this time the guards put the water down again.
The little werewolves breathed rapidly as if convulsed, but before they breathed out, the water level rose again.
After repeating this five or six times, the little werewolves no longer had any strength to struggle.
The werewolf behind him howled frantically.
The guards seemed to appreciate their struggles and howls of pain, again and again.
Knowing that these little werewolves were dying.
"Okay, today's happy time is over. If you kill you, it will be a bit troublesome. At that time, the commander will not spare me. I will let you live for a while. Remember to be grateful."
The guard stood up and was about to go to the door, but Mu Fan quickly hid behind the pillar.