A tattoo is a sign and an art.
My right wrist showed a pattern of a female ghost again. Last time I found this pattern on Matt’s private yacht. When I boarded Honolulu, the pattern disappeared unknowingly.
The golden cymbal saved my life. I was so excited last night that I actually started with the messenger of hell. I don’t know what happened to R9
I have to leave this ghost place as soon as possible, but the doctors and mental patients here think that I am really abnormal.
Hodman rescued the patient who was delivering meals and was about to leave. I hurriedly chanted to him in English: "Iwahefbidirector Charles, Ihavetheinformatios!"
When the other party heard this, he was disapproving, and the madman in the cell next door also yelled: "Ihavetheinformatios!"
I was speechless, but I quickly added: "ImIronsoldiers!"
Holdman was stunned, but quickly turned and left. I stayed in the cell and began to wait anxiously for news.
The cell was filled with stench, flies and mosquitoes flying around. It was not a place for normal people at all. I stood behind the door and opened the shutter on the door to breathe fresh air.
There was an invisible force in the air. I closed my eyes and saw Nicholas Swan waving at me with a collar. I immediately became nervous.
It slowly walked towards me, passing through the gates. I clenched my fists, but found that I didn't even have a weapon.
Under the pressure of this kind of fear, and in this harsh environment, it is difficult for me to calm down.
I seemed to hear the heavy footsteps of the messenger of hell, which came to kill me. I involuntarily retreated into the cell, and went all the way to the corner under the window, and slumped on the dirty floor.
Siwang had already arrived in front of the cell, knocked on the door of the cell with the metal head of the collar, and provoke me: "Ironsoldiers, eout!"
My whole body was sweating, and the other party stretched an arm in from the baffle and stared at me with the palm of his eyes, "Yellow kid, come out and fight with me!" His blunt Chinese came from outside the door.
A middle-aged man’s very magnetic voice sounded in my mind: "The heart is clear, and the sky is not frightened. If you forget yourself, you can forget the world. Color is nothing but color. Boy, talk to me. Boom Pala Manida Zha Papa Stud"
This spell is obscure, but in order to save my life, I had to follow this voice to mute it silently.
Siwang retracted his arm, but another intestine came in, just like the blind Zulu I saw in Broken Dragon Canyon, quickly swimming towards me.
A faint golden light gleamed 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, my body made a crisp sound of golden cymbals. The "Blind Zulu" was immediately clamped by two golden cymbals and squashed into a flat shape, but But without crushing it to death, this monster's mouth was full of fangs, and it was still wriggling towards me.
I continued to chant the spell, rotating the pair of gold cymbals that I wrapped around like a grinding wheel, and quickly grind the weird worm into powder.
Swann's hysterical roar came from outside the cymbal.
I heard the sound of steel hitting the gold cymbals again. Through the pair of gold cymbals, I saw that Swan dropped the collar in his hand and took out a mattock and kept tapping the gold cymbals.
The other party didn't know that he was tired, and kept hitting the gold cymbal. I saw a crack in the gold cymbal. The crack was gradually widening, and the spell in my mouth could not stop.
There was a harsh sirens from outside the gold cymbals, and Dr. Holdman and Franklin walked towards my cell with electric stun sticks, but the messenger of hell in the cell turned a blind eye and continued to hit the gold cymbals with a mattock.
The two doctors rushed to the outside of the cell, removed the shutter on the door and looked into the cell. I immediately shouted for help. After hearing a crisp sound, the diamond cymbal had been smashed to pieces by Swan's pickaxe, and I suddenly became frightened, and the sweat on my forehead was like soybeans.
The voice in my mind said to me: "Be mindful and stand up quickly!"
I quickly turned over and turned my back to the jail door. The remaining gold cymbal was blocked in front of me. The mattock in Swan's hand hit the gold cymbal again, making it crisp and ear-piercing. The sound.
The cell door opened, and the two doctors snatched in with the electric stun stick, stood in front of me, and poked at my back while holding the electric stun stick.
The two currents slammed towards Si Wang. With a spin of his left hand, the two currents were changed direction and went up retrograde, hitting the two doctors who were holding the electric shock stick.
The two doctors were hit by the electric current and immediately fell on the dirty floor and began to convulse.
A smug smile appeared at the corner of Si Wang’s mouth, and piercing alarms kept coming in from the outside. When the gold cymbal that covered me was also smashed by the mattock in Si Wang’s hand, hurried footsteps came from outside the cell. Sound, Jefferson led two black uniforms to the prison door.
Franklin and Holdman fell to the floor and stopped convulsing. The white coats on their bodies were stained with a large group of stains. The two black uniforms immediately drew their pistols and yelled into the cell: "Steelwarrior, handsup, slowlyeout!"
I heard Lester's voice, but I couldn't help myself. The pickaxe in the hands of the hell messenger had hit my top door. I hurriedly raised my hands to block, still chanting a spell in my mouth.
Lester quickly whispered to the colleague next to him. The person next to him nodded in approval, took a metal rod from his pocket and pressed the switch.
A powerful electromagnetic wave emitted from this silver-gray metal rod, and the air became distorted, and Swan also became distorted.
"I will spare you today, and we will see you tonight!" Si Wang retracted the mattock and quickly escaped 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.
It was Lester and another person who came here. This man had the same attire as Lester, but with a golden lavalier pinned to his tie.
"Stay where you are, keep your hands above your head!" Lester ordered me. Two prison guards rushed in, helped the two doctors on the ground, and quickly led them away from the cell.
Lester still pointed the muzzle of the black hole at me, and the man next to him covered his nose with a handkerchief and said, "Itsotalk. Letstalktothetreatmentroom!"
The man's brows were tight, he had a golden ponytail, his skin was white, and he turned and left the cell.
Lester ordered me to walk slowly towards the door of the cell, and at the same time yelled at Jefferson, "Aren't you prisoners wearing shackles?"
Jefferson hurried to get the chain. Under the guard of two prison guards, Jefferson put me in shackles. I followed Lester and his colleagues out of the cell area and came to a treatment room.
There was a recliner in the room, and various instruments. I saw an electric shock device and a polygraph.
Two prison guards pressed me on the recliner, and Jefferson began to place various instrument threads on me. Lester and his colleagues were seated behind the desk opposite me, and a guard brought coffee for the two of them. .
"You finally figured it out, let's get started!" Lester turned on the video recorder on his desk. (End of this chapter)