My Fish Pond in the City Connects Thousands of Worlds

At this moment, Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes from the darkness. The knee bump on his chest just now made him spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

And when he woke up again, apart from some pain in his chest, he didn't feel any discomfort in his bones and internal organs. He couldn't help but feel very surprised by his body.

That kind of heavy blow could have smashed his chest, but he didn't have any internal injuries other than bruises.

Seeing that Chen Feng was awake, Wilder and Brown hurried up to greet Chen Feng. Chen Feng waved his hand and asked, "I'm fine. What's the situation now?"

"What could be the case? We were locked up by that guy Hope. But it seems that we are not the only ones locked up here." Wilder thought about pointing to the side, and Chen Feng looked over. There were still a lot of people over there. Sitting in a corner in silence.

Brown sighed and said: "I just asked, these people are all mutants in Manhattan. In fact, there was no plague in Manhattan at all, and no one died. They were attacked by this group of mercenaries into the shelter. imprisoned."

Another hunting team member also said: "It seems that the telegram was also sent by this group of mercenaries, but I don't know what the hell they are doing to imprison us all here!"

At this time, everyone fell silent, and the silence in the dark room was a little scary for a while.

Chen Feng also stayed here quietly, following the faint light outside the room, he carefully looked at the environment here.

It is said here that it is a room, but it is actually more like a large conference room, except that all the tables, chairs and benches inside have been removed, and some of them only have nearly [-] people.

The number of more than 200 mutants is not small, and they are all strong men. It can be seen that the conditions in the Manhattan shelter are at least much better than those in the Bronx.

However, most of these mutants have various wounds on their bodies, including gunshot wounds and traumatic injuries. They all quietly clutched their wounds without looking at them, as if they were waiting for death.

At this time, several doctors kept running in front of them, checking their injuries.

"The invasion took place four days ago. A traitor from the Manhattan hunting team killed all his teammates and defected to Hope's organization, and then led these mercenaries into the refuge. A fierce battle took place in the refuge. Fighting, but the entire Manhattan shelter, including children and young people who have not been fully trained, participated in this battle, but the shelter was still captured by those [-] or [-] people, and they were also imprisoned here. "Wei De told Chen Feng the information he knew in a low voice in Chinese.

"These people even sent them doctors, obviously they don't want us to die." Chen Feng said.

Wilder nodded. Although he didn't know exactly what Hope was thinking, he knew that Hope would never be imprisoned so hard if he wanted to die alone.

"What did you just say? There are seventy or eighty people in this group?" Chen Feng suddenly noticed the important point of Wilde's words.

Brown said at this time: "That's right. Their team is constantly growing. As far as I know, there were hundreds of mercenaries under Hope at that time, and only about 30 or [-] were active in the base in New York. In the past three years, they Still absorbed some people."

The base of this group of mercenaries is actually in New York?It's unbelievable, Chen Feng thought that these mercenary bases were in some remote areas with no villages or shops behind, but he didn't expect it to be in Manhattan, New York!

As if aware of Chen Feng's surprise, Brown explained: "This is just their training base, like other bases are in those war zones."

It turned out to be like this. While Chen Feng was thinking, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a group of twelve or three people were shackled and pushed into the room.

Looking at the dim light outside, Chen Feng realized that it turned out to be Frank Campbell and his team from the Brooklyn Hunting Team, but their team had been reduced by a few people. For example, the young man named George was not among the dozen or so people. Among them, there must have been some accidents.

Chen Feng whispered: "Captain Frank, this way, this way."

Frank immediately knew who was calling him when he heard the broken English, he hurriedly walked in the direction of the voice, and when he got closer, he saw that it was really Feng Chen. He couldn't help shouting excitedly: " Awesome, Wilder, you guys are still alive!"

But then he sighed again and said: "Hey, but what can we do if we are alive? We were caught by this group of people. I don't know what these people are doing! They blocked us from entering and killed us. Our brothers, now that we are here, they lock us up again!"

"Are you Captain Frank from Brooklyn? I'm Brown Evans from the Bronx." Brown chatted with Frank very enthusiastically, and told Frank what he knew here.

As for Chen Feng, he remembered the Chinese mercenary who blocked them. He and Hope seemed to be on different paths.

It seems that the Chinese mercenary wants to disrupt some of Hope's plans, but these people are too eager for supplies in Manhattan, so they still come here.

During the conversation between Frank and Brown, Chen Feng learned that Frank sneaked in while another group of people were exchanging fire with the mercenary with a sniper rifle. That group of people presumably was the hunting party from Queens. up.

In the five districts of New York, except for Staten Island and Queens, the remaining elites have basically been detained in this large conference room.

Everyone couldn't help chatting, some talked about life in their respective refuges, some talked about their hunting experiences, and of course more were discussing the purpose of this group of mercenaries.

In the hall outside the room, a young man quickly ran up to Hope and said, "Report, report to the captain, everyone in Queens is dead! The gunshot wound should be caused by Biao!"

"This Biao, it's really a bad thing! I've seen that he and we are not of the same mind. I didn't expect to give us this hand after he left! He should have killed him when he was about to leave! His flesh will definitely grow We have a lot of combat power!" A mercenary said sharply.

Hope, on the other hand, sighed, and said helplessly: "Biao is my most proud disciple. He even saved my life on the battlefield. But this is also his last chance. If he continues to make trouble, I don't mind taking him away." Get everything you taught him back! Forget it, it’s not bad for the dozen or twenty people in Queens.”

The mercenary didn't say anything anymore. After all, it's not just a matter of a day or two for Captain Hope to be partial to Biao. In the end, Hope didn't say that he wanted to kill Biao, but that he wanted everything he had taught him back. , what does this mean?

"Then when shall we act?" The mercenary who came back to report couldn't help but get excited.

After pondering for a while, Hope said: "The day after tomorrow, our things are not ready yet, and this group of people is not yet at the end of the road, they will starve for another two days."

"Yes!"

The two responded at the same time.

Two days, for these mutants who were imprisoned in the dark room, it was like a year.

Fortunately, in the afternoon of that day, a few people came in and took off all the back cuffs they were wearing, otherwise their hands would have been useless.

In two days, a total of 300 people did not drink a drop of water or touch a grain of rice. These people were so hungry that their chests were on their backs, especially those mutants in Manhattan who were locked up a few days earlier. He even fainted from hunger.

But these fainting people were able to enjoy a drip of saline, which made many people pretend to faint.

In the end, even the normal saline was finished, and everyone even thought that they would starve to death here.

After an unknown amount of time, the door finally opened again. This time it wasn't the hunting team from Queens that came in, but the mercenary captain Hope.

"Turn on the lights."

Suddenly, the light in the room was so bright that many people couldn't open their eyes. They could only cover their eyes with their arms, exposing their lips that were cracked due to jealousy and lack of water, and their faces that were emaciated due to lack of food.

Hope nodded in satisfaction and said: "You are all starving, don't worry, there will be something to eat soon. But if you want something to eat, you have to play a game with me."

None of the crowd spoke cooperatively, which made Hope a little embarrassed, and he fell silent. He had enough patience to polish this group of people.

There was no sound for a full 3 minutes, and finally someone couldn't help asking: "What game? Tell me!"

Hope then grinned and said, "Whether you want to play games or eat, just say something if you want to eat!"

"Want to eat."

"eat"

"want to eat"

…………

Many people's weak and uneven words made Hope quite satisfied, so he said: "Maybe some young people played a game three years ago, PUBG, right? This is a big game I made specially for you." escape game."

Chapter 725 Rules

Chapter 725 Rules

There are no people who are too old here, and they will not be older than 40 years old, because after the age of 40, their physical functions can no longer meet the requirements of mutation.

Therefore, most of the people present have played or even heard of a battle royale game called PUBG. At this time, they can't help but feel sad for their fate. After all, there is only one winner in this game!