The potion gurgled and rolled into Poplar's mouth.
Liu Yang wanted to spit out the water, but he couldn't move at all.
He could only be forced to open his mouth and let the decoction flow into his mouth.
Shen Feng didn't care how much he could drink, he was responsible.
Even if the soup flows outside, even if it's on his clothes, neck, or even on bed, he doesn't care.
Because what he gets is fun.
Let yourself have pleasure with pleasure.
From hurting others.
This infinite pleasure.
Shen Feng looked at Liu Yang with a smile.
Seeing him forced to drink bowl after bowl of soup.
"Hate is a disease, and it can make a person insane.
So just now you Liu Yang was sick, so you need to take medicine, and take medicine to get rid of this hatred. ” He raised his body, lay on Liu Yang's ear, and said softly.
"I'm doing this for your own good, otherwise according to your temperament, I'm afraid I would have rushed out to avenge Xiao Jue."
Waiting for the eight bottles of medicinal juice on the table, Liu Yang drank them all.
Shen Feng let go of his mouth with satisfaction, and Liu Yang broke free of Shen Feng's palm and stared at him viciously.
I wish I could eat him immediately.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm doing this for your good.
Otherwise, even if you pass, what can you do, it will be difficult to kill him. ” "Maybe you don't even know who killed Xiao Ling."
He chuckled and looked at Liu Yang.
"Then what are you going to do, do you have to ask one by one, or do you have to kill them one by one."
He sat on the bed and looked out.
It seems that what is being remembered is also being thought of.
"Do you know why Blank asked us to find that so-called number?"
He looked at Liu Yang.
"When we first came here, we thought it was the same as what we had in mind."
"In an abandoned factory, there is no one but our class, and around this darkness, different number plates are placed."
"Only if we find the same number plate can we kill each other, and we have to maintain a small amount of food and water to survive until that time."
He shook his head, a hint of amusement on his face.
I don't know who I'm laughing at.
Laugh at him, laugh blank It's ridiculous.
"I'm sure you thought so at the beginning."
He looked at Liu Yang.
Although Yang didn't speak, to be honest, she thought so at the time.
But it was only when I came in that I realized how small my thoughts were.
Poverty limits his imagination.
Life limited his right to die.
Liu Yang's slightly narrowed eyes stared at Shen Feng tightly.
It seems that I want to see what kind of words he can say.
"This factory is really full of mysteries, it's a small world."
He sneered.
"It was also at that time that we gradually approached this dark trap."
"Why does the blank make us find the same number and then kill people" Back to the original question.
"Because of that number.
It's not just an ordinary number. ” "That number is our survival number, and it is also our ticket from Hades to the world" He looked at Liu Yang with a shocked expression on his face.
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"Isn't it starting to be a little shocked?"
"There are two of them."
"One red, one white."
"When you put two numbers together, the real number will be revealed."
"And those numbers are in the hands of all of us."
"It's just that we don't know where the numbers are."
Shen Feng's words were in the clouds, and Liu Yang didn't understand it very clearly.
He wanted to ask what he meant But as soon as he spoke, the soup in his mouth bubbled out.
Shen Feng suddenly said another question.
"By the way, do you know where those people who are with us are" "I'm afraid you don't know."
"Each of them was gearing up for that hidden number."
"Maybe just as you walk out of this door, your best friend will take a knife from behind and stab you, maybe that number is on your back."
"He gently peels your skin with a knife."
He smiled.
The air became quiet, and no one spoke, as if in silence.
The whole surroundings were empty.
Liu Yang can't seem to hear the voice of this world.
He couldn't speak, but he couldn't move, and the person who won the money seemed to have become a statue, motionless.
The oppressive air around her made Liu Yang gasp.
Oops.
Liu Yang shouted in his heart.
He was sick again.
But why is it at this time?
Liu Yang tried to calm himself down, but this method similar to hypnosis not only did not work, but on the contrary, it was counterproductive.
Liu Yang wants to calm himself down, but on the contrary, this depression will be more serious.
Liu Yang seemed to be caught in a vast ocean.
The sea is vast, uninhabited, and you can't see the sky at a glance.
Falling into the sea, the sea's waters spread out in all directions.
When he fell in, the water squeezed around him, as if it were going to burst him.
Rushed into his body, into his nostrils, in his mouth, in his mind, in his heart.
Liu Yang didn't dare to speak, as if as soon as he opened his mouth, the silent suffocation would crush him.
It's all cool, cold.
His hands and feet were cold and numb, and the bones, blood, and nerves in his meridians were cold from his nerves.
Cold, piercing.
The cold makes people shudder, curling up.
It's as if that's how you feel self-preservation.
There was a snap in the small room.
Liu Yang opened his eyes suddenly.
His eyes were full of splashes, confusion and panic.
He gasped loudly, his chest rising and falling, indicating that he was not at peace inside.
His clothes were already soaked, revealing cold sweat.
The cold and biting sweat was like condensing into ice, and it kept thorning willow poplar's body.
And Shen Feng looked at him with a smile on the side.
"You've just gotten sick again."
"Looks like you're sick a lot."
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"And we didn't know that they had been hiding it from us for so long."
Liu Yang raised his eyes and looked at him, with a vigilant face, not daring to speak.
It seemed that Shen Feng didn't care about what Liu Yang thought in his heart.
Shen Feng didn't embarrass Liu Yang either.
Instead, he deliberately suppressed his voice.
Said to Liu Yang, "Liu Yang, be careful of Lin Tao." ” Liu Yang looked at him in surprise.
Shen Feng still had a faint expression, as if he didn't care about anything.
His tone was also very cold.
But if you look closely, you will see that there is something in his eyes that is looking out the door.
As if alerting someone outside the door to be eavesdropping.
"Liu Yang, you are destined to die at the hands of your dearest people in this life."
He looked at him.
For the first time, the eyes showed solemnity.
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