Shen Ming opened his eyes from a coma, and saw himself in an operating room in a trance, with all kinds of medical equipment on his body, more than half of which Shen Ming had never seen before. Personnel are busy around him.
He couldn't say a word, as if his tongue had been cut off, he instinctively wanted to resist, but he couldn't use any strength.
"How's the situation?" An old man with a bald head and white beard, his hands behind his back, came to the hospital bed. The white coat he was wearing was so dazzling that the age spots on his bald head could be seen very clearly under the shadowless lamp.
"His vitality is very vigorous, and his cell recovery efficiency is twice that of ordinary people. This is not the effect of exercise, and it can be determined that he is a micro-evolved human being." The chief surgeon reported wearing a mask.
"How's the injury?"
"The main function of the body is not damaged, but Peacock's punch was full of strength. Although he poured out a lot of impact force with zero body, Yu Jin still broke the tendon of his entire 1 right arm, and he was in a broken state. It is irreparable, and he can only eat with his left hand." The doctor sighed.
"Okay, let's leave the more detailed research to the 'Insect Master'!" The bald old man stepped forward, grinning grinningly with his wrinkled old face, "My lovely 'little white mouse', do you want to Try to live longer in the hands of the insect master! The longest sample I mailed to him lasted only one month, you are very special, you have to live at least three months, right?"
"Where is Xiao Yi...?" Shen Ming asked with difficulty.
"It's amazing, you can still talk with this kind of anesthesia?!" When the bald old man was amazed, the medical staff beside him had already pulled out a lot of firearms to hold Shen Ming's head, not knowing that they were saving lives and healing the wounded. Or a killer
"Where is Xiao Yi...?" Shen Ming continued to ask without pointing his gun.
"Xiao Yi? Is she the same girl as you? Hehe, Peacock seems to be out of control. He has already sent me a wedding invitation, and they will get married in 3 months. With your state, you can't keep up with the wedding wine. "The bald old man nodded, and the medical staff began to dose Shen Ming with marijuana.
"You will regret not killing me... I will definitely come back within 3 months." Shen Ming gritted his teeth.
"Don't underestimate 'Paradise Lost', your troubles are far greater than you imagined, go to sleep, my 'little white mouse'." The words of the bald old man are like a lullaby, making Shen Ming fall asleep in the sound .
He had a dream, the most terrifying dream in the world. In a grand church, the audience was full of guests, and the choir played a moving wedding march. A silver-haired priest wearing a missionary uniform stood on the altar, holding a "Bible" in his hand and solemnly held the wedding ceremony.
Xiao Yi was wearing a beautiful white wedding dress, and stood beside the groom Peacock in the same white suit.
"Listen, the wedding bell is ringing, a sacred moment has come, sir and miss, your wedding ceremony altar is in front of you. At this moment, stepping on the altar means that you will become each other's For the other half, you will naturally shoulder the same heavy responsibilities, and from now on, you will stay together for the rest of your life and face everything in life together. Are you ready?" the priest asked solemnly.
"Ready." Peacock replied sonorously, but Xiao Yi just nodded.
"Then may I ask, is there anyone here who objects to this marriage?" the priest asked scripturally.
"I! Reverse! Yes!" Shen Ming pushed open the door of the church and shouted with all his strength.
The peacock glared, and the black unicorn tore up the white suit and exposed it. But when Xiao Yi turned around, her throat had already been slit, and what she was holding was not a bouquet of flowers but the fruit knife, and blood fell like a waterfall, staining the wedding dress on her chest red.
Seeing the scene of Xiao Yi's tears and blood, Shen Ming woke up from the nightmare, but bumped his head against the iron plate in front of him. He was packed into an iron box, and his hands and feet were fixed in the box.
The sudden impact alarmed the escorts outside the box, and they were talking in English.
"Why did he wake up? How did you get anesthetized?"
"Sir, we have already used three times the anesthetic of ordinary people. Who knows what kind of humanoid monster this guy is?"
"Perhaps he is another addict, simply resistant to drugs."
"Increase the dose and put him to sleep!" roared the officer.
At this time, a large amount of green anesthetic gas was sprayed out of the iron box, and Shen Ming instinctively held his breath to keep his mind clear. Use your body to sense your surroundings.
For others, the sealed dark iron box has long been filled with fear and anger. But Shen Ming's calmness became tentacles spreading around.
Judging from the frequency of the vibration and the sound of the engine, he was in a US-made V-22 Osprey side-rotor transport aircraft. Occasionally, there will be a turbulent vibration from the fuselage, which is a unique monsoon characteristic of the sea, so he is on the sea at the moment.
Shen Ming tried his best to hold his breath for a longer time, but after 20 minutes, he still started to breathe weakly, and passed out quickly. Sure enough, his body's condition has not recovered, and he can usually hold his breath for a longer time.
It was another period of lethargy that didn't know the time. When Shen Ming opened his eyes again, what he saw was a tin roof full of rust and holes, and he was lying on a bed covered with straw.
It only took half a second for Shen Ming to sit up from the bed and looked at himself. He was wearing coarse linen clothes like a refugee, and his right hand was wrapped in gauze from the fingers to the shoulder, and he couldn't use any strength. There are metal collars on both wrists, ankles, and neck, and the bracelet on the left hand has an electronic screen that displays the time and the account balance "10 Kela".
Shen Ming has seen all the currencies in the world, but he doesn't know which country uses "kela" as a unit of calculation.
"Are you awake? That's amazing! I was in a coma for a day! You've only been here for two hours..." In the same room, a man with a striking appearance exclaimed, "Hi, I'm your roommate , my name is Cang Lan."
Cang Lan politely stepped forward and stretched out his hand, Shen Ming looked at the hanging hand and the white roommate, without basic manners, asked dizzily, "Where is this place?"
"Forbidden zone for gods and demons—Paradise Lost." Cang Lan retracted her hand in embarrassment, trying to force a smile.
"Where is it? I've never heard of it..." Shen Ming stood up from the bed with support, but his legs were so weak that he instinctively stretched out his right hand to support the wall, but he couldn't use any strength in his right hand, so he directly hit the wall. On the iron wall.
Cang Lan felt his head hurt when he looked at it, but Shen Ming immediately stood up again with his left hand. At this moment, he was finally sure that his right hand had become a decoration...
"It's normal that I haven't heard of it. Many people who come here think that they have time-traveled. Your calmness is already beyond ordinary people." Cang Lan Liwo smiled and praised, this girl, no, this man is born more than a mother It’s okay for us, “No one knows when Paradise Lost started to operate. People who come here have offended some powerful people and are seeking revenge. 10 million US dollars can send your enemies to Paradise Lost all the time.” Detained until death. There is no need for legal trial, no parole and sunshine, and people here are blindly waiting to die. But in Paradise Lost, it is not easy to live." When Cang Lan sighed softly, the dilapidated The door curtain was raised by a big hand, and a burly man walked in.
"Xiao Cang has started work." The man yelled lewdly, and he even glanced at Shen Ming, as if he was "choosing a lady".
"Oh, brother Niu! It's really early today!" Cang Lan smiled and stepped forward to grab the arm of the smelly man, showing off his charm with ease. Turning his head to look at Shen Ming in embarrassment again, "I haven't asked what your name is yet?"
"Shen Ming..."
"Brother Shen Ming, can you go out for a while? Brother, I'm going to do business. You can go shopping by yourself. I'll go and have dinner with you later and we'll talk!"
Of course Shen Ming understood what Cang Lan's so-called business was, and he didn't want to watch the disgusting GV live broadcast, so he lifted the curtain and went outside.
The so-called "Lost Paradise" is a cage made of scrap steel. It is about 10 meters high and has an area about the size of three football fields. The matrix searchlights on the iron roof provide lighting day and night. Obviously, this dilapidated place It has formed its own ecological circle, with small shops, bars, restaurants, street girls, and arenas. Most of the people are dressed in coarse linen, and those who can have a pair of shoes are considered local tyrants.
The world in front of me does not seem to be the whole picture of Paradise Lost. In the middle of Paradise Lost, there is an isolated glass elevator. Two guards in heavy anti-infantry armor and holding electric batons stand at the door.
They should be the so-called caretakers of Paradise Lost. Shen Ming came to the street next to the elevator with his forehead lowered, secretly looking at the two guards and the elevator.
Obviously they are not equipped with lethal weapons, they are just more durable than ordinary people. From the left, at most, the quality of ordinary special forces fighters, Shen Ming believes that he can deal with them in only 10 seconds.
He had no plans to spend the night in Paradise Lost, and just as he was about to make a move, four jailbreakers who had the same idea rushed out from beside him.
Obviously they were more prepared than Shen Ming, everyone was holding iron rods and sharp iron knives.
Their movements are fast and their movements are skillful. At first glance, they are all close combat masters practicing martial arts. The division of labor between the four people is clear. The two with sticks attack from the front, while the two with knives attack from behind.
Sure enough, the two guards were beaten so dizzy that they had no ability to fight back.
Just when Shen Ming was about to step forward to help and escape together, he suddenly found that the surrounding residents of Lost Paradise had no sense of excitement about escaping from the sky, and instead laughed and watched inhumanely.
"How long do you think those 4 idiots can last?"
"10 seconds, after all, the brain is not good, but the physique is good." Passers-by chatted contemptuously.