How Many Tomorrows There Are

Chapter 21: Black and gold whip

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Under the speechless eyes of his roommate who was full of sleep, Brett washed up at ten o'clock in the evening, and lay down in bed in a good mood.

He is eager to go to the doomsday game world to test his ideas.

Watching the documentary last night, he discovered that this world is the future long after the parallel earth. The zombie virus broke out in the early 21st century, and the densely populated city was immediately reduced to a zombie country. Human beings were forced to return to the wilderness and build bases.

But that doesn't mean it's safer. Gradually, animals, plants, and insects are infected by viruses and mutate, attacking human bases. Humanity has been wounded again, and civilization is almost broken. In order to survive, human beings finally decided to return to the city, regain their homes from the zombies, and establish a new civilization.

So, the leader at that time led the human elite soldiers to fight all the way, with the goal of taking back the city, but the zombies have evolved into a king with high wisdom, cunning and treacherous, he commanded the zombies to fight against humans, causing huge losses to humans.

After paying a heavy price, humans regained most of the control of the city. The leader fought a decisive battle with the Zombie King, and finally defeated him after a desperate fight. The leader developed a serum immune to the virus, and gathered all his forces to build a city to accept soldiers and civilians.

Since then, the city has undergone several changes, and gradually developed into its current scale, standing in the wilderness, silently protecting human beings.

These are what Brett concluded after watching many pornographic documentaries. He only believes half of them. There are many exaggerations and contradictions in them, such as the cucumber vs. chrysanthemum between the leader and the zombie king.

Moreover, a lot of important content has been brushed over, including why are there still people from outside the city, just because they are the descendants of criminals and "unclean" people? What does "unclean" mean

There are also several changes that the city has experienced, only one of which is mentioned in many documentaries, which is obviously a taboo, and it is very likely that it is the reason why human nature is so distorted.

Brett wondered.

But the time is almost up, so I can only look for another opportunity. He was about to turn off the TV, but at the end of the documentary, a panorama of the past world suddenly appeared, and its landscape was very familiar.

Brett's heart was beating wildly, and it was very similar to his world map in the zombie game!

Because of this, Brett returned to the game world so excitedly and opened the world map.

It was exactly the same!

Brett's heart was on fire.

Could he be familiar with the topography of the city, and then find a chance to escape

He can learn about the current situation outside the city and the city through the veterans. Surviving in the wild is not difficult for him now.

Knowing that there are many dangers and difficulties, but even if there is a one-thousandth, one-ten-thousandth possibility, he will try.

"Come to your left and draw a dragon with me, and draw a rainbow with me on your right..."

Humming a song, Brett happily hugged Latiao, and danced around the room without a ceiling while holding the black-backed forelimbs. The poor big dog was turned so that mosquito coils caught his eyes, and the sun fell on the man's smiling face, bright and dazzling .

Bright's good mood lasted until he was taken away by a group of well-trained armed men in the program group.

"Where are you going?" he asked, and he was beaten in the stomach, so he shut up obediently.

Brett was blindfolded, and could only perceive his surroundings with other senses. He was taken outside, and the car drove for about half an hour. The speed was very fast, and he was almost close to the moving car. Because his eardrums hurt, he swallowed a few It was relieved.

When he got there, he was rudely pushed into a room. They stripped off all his clothes, straightened his arms, tied his wrists together, and hung him from the ceiling. His feet were also tied, and his body was suspended. Standing up, the whole person was in a half-suspended state, and he struggled to stand on tiptoe. The opponent's method was very professional, and he had obviously done it many times, so he had no focus at all and could not make any effective resistance.

This arrangement made Brett think of the lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the butcher to appear.

Sure enough, after a while, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and couldn't help holding his breath nervously. There were footsteps from far to near, and the pace was a bit slow. They stopped in front of him for a while, and then walked around him again, as if judging where the lamb was too thin and where it was too fat.

Brett's goosebumps came up, just the sound of footsteps, the other party had an invisible pressure on him, he definitely did it on purpose.

This kind of arrogance and cruelty, putting the rope around the neck of the prey and slowly tightening it bit by bit, gave him a feeling of déjà vu.

Hotels, reels, shows, shocks.

"Is that you, Mr. Miqing?" Brett could use other words, but he chose to use those two words, together with the honorific title "Sir", it was full of provocation.

What he wanted to express was that the one who performed the performance was humble, and the one who ordered the performance would not be much nobler, we are only inferior in status. As for the status, strength, and strength, we will wait and see for thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

A short piercing sound came from his ear, and Brett let out a cry of pain: "Oh!" He immediately gritted his teeth and held back his screams very stingily.

He felt the skin on his chest being whipped, it should be something like a whip, and a burning pain spread from the wound, ah, it was a whip with an electric shock effect.

Brett endured the burning pain. It seemed that the scumbag was right. When the enemy met, he showed a sarcastic smile: "So you like electricity so much, do you think you are Thor?" it is good

At the beginning, Brett tried to dodge, listening to the sound to identify the position and so on, because he was in a disadvantaged position, he was rarely able to dodge, but as the current increased, the attacking part became more and more embarrassing, his physical strength was drained a lot, and he became weaker and weaker. He was very weak, and only by trying his best to relax his muscles could he avoid more pain and more serious injuries.

The whip bearer is very clear about what he is doing, the strength is heavy and light at times, the angle is tricky, and he can handle it properly, accompanied by an electric current with adjustable intensity...

It wasn't pure pain, there was sometimes a constant, paralyzing pleasure that made Brett's consciousness wander between pain and pleasure.

The wind from the whip blew past his ears, even though it didn't land on him, he still trembled.

Brett smiled wryly, he had already lost most of the control over his body, the little brother was under the control of standing, saluting, and bursting. His body wanted him to pass out to escape these intense stimuli, but he reminded himself to maintain a clear mind .

Since he gave up dodging, he has maintained a posture with his head tilted, and his head is close to his right arm—he has been trying to wipe off the black cloth covering his eyes, and now he can faintly see the appearance below his field of vision.

Beyond the mottled marks on the body, blood, sweat, tissue fluid and other things flowed from top to bottom, gathered at the toes, and dripped on the floor, drawing an irregular pattern.

Through that gap, Brett saw the black and golden long whip ruthlessly flying towards his small jungle. He resisted the instinct of dodging and gritted his teeth. This time the force seemed to be particularly strong, and he let out a loud cry Screaming, his body shaking like chaff, struggling violently like a fish caught in its gills out of water.

Thanks to this time, the cloth strips on the eyes finally broke free.

I saw you!