Unlimited Records of Bad Guys

Xie Wendong looked focused, holding the paper with his incomplete left hand, and holding the pen with his intact right hand, quickly recording the position of the pattern.He replaced each pattern with Arabic numerals, quickly drew pairs on the corresponding grid, and skipped the pattern of meat.But the 25-grid patterns are too many. After ten seconds, all the grids flashed and turned into 25 question marks again. Xie Wendong hadn't finished drawing all of them.During this period, the growling of the white newcomers in the inner room never stopped.Xie Wendong glanced at him coldly, "If you don't want me to accidentally flip the wrong grid, shut up now."

The Caucasian man seemed to have fully recovered from his fear, and he pointed two middle fingers at Xie Wendong, which was full of provocation.He naturally heard the rules just now, so he didn't believe that Xie Wendong would do such a thing, because if he turned the wrong grid, Xie Wendong would also have to pay the price.Xie Wendong ignored him, turned his head and started the operation.According to the previous records, the first half passed happily, and half of the 6 pairs of patterns were accurately found and turned out, but it became more and more difficult after that.The Caucasians are right. Xie Wendong really can't hurt his body because of him, and he won't give up reward points because of him.For this game, Xie Wendong has high expectations for reward points.

Time passed bit by bit, and Xie Wendong's movements became slower and slower. Every time he turned a grid, he had to think for a long time, recalling the picture he saw at the last moment of ten seconds.Until the past 8 pairs, he no longer has any clues in his memory and can only rely on guessing.But fortunately, of the remaining 4 pairs of patterns, 2 of them are meat, and he still has a certain chance to guess correctly.Looking at the blank grid on the paper, Xie Wendong first found a piece that must be meat in his memory, hung his hand in the air for a while, and then slowly landed on the grid in the lower right corner.My luck has always been very good, and I hope this time, it will continue... He stood firmly on the edge, and the grid was turned over.

A similar meat pattern appeared in front of his eyes, Xie Wendong heaved a sigh of relief.

There are 3 pairs left... He turned over another one, this time it was a hand-shaped pattern, and Xie Wendong, who had no memory in his mind, didn't hesitate anymore, and just flipped through one casually - he had already made the mistake preparation.

This time, it turned over with one foot.So far all the remaining patterns are clear, a pair of hands, a pair of feet, and a pair of flesh.The 25 grids of the inner and outer rooms are linked, but the inner room cannot be operated and can only be viewed, and in the initial memory, only the outer grids have been turned over.At this time, the inner room also showed two patterns of hands and feet. Xie Wendong looked calm because he had been psychologically prepared, but the expression of the Russian man in the inner room changed drastically, and he roared out sullenly.Before he could react, the glass cylinder hanging on the ceiling made a gurgling sound, and the paste inside flowed down the pipe. It seemed slow, but the slender pipe quickly reached the The end - the esophagus of a white man.

The entire mouth of his mouth was penetrated into his throat by the tube, and immediately after being filled with something, he let out a painful muffled sound, and lowered his body to make a gesture of vomiting.However, the tube went deep into the esophagus, so how could he spit it out? The machine would not care about his state, and continued to pour in slowly and firmly.The Caucasian man yelled, pulled the pipe, and even bumped his head against the wall, but couldn't relieve it in the slightest. He asked Xie Wendong for help, but the latter didn't even look this way, but just stared at Grid for research.

What an idiot...he thought to himself.Such a reckless man, no wonder he was caught for robbery and forced to escape from prison.I did a lot of stupid things before to interfere with my memory, but at this moment I still don't understand which is more important.It's also thanks to my quick reaction that I used a pen and paper to record it. If someone with a stupid mind can't remember much, I'm afraid he would have been overwhelmed long ago.Some people are really stupid, Xie Wendong shook his head and thought.

While the two people outside were indifferent, the man inside finally realized what he was going to do.At this moment, his stomach was swollen visibly with the naked eye, and he came to the table tremblingly, but he was also very ruthless, and picked up the heaviest weapon on the table - an axe.His hand holding on to the heavy ax trembled a little, his eyes drifted back and forth between his hands and feet for a long time, and finally roared in the pain in his abdomen, raised the ax and slashed at his wrist.

There was a clicking sound, and the tightly sealed glass came muffled, accompanied by a scream.Blood splattered everywhere, and there was a deep bone-reaching wound on the Caucasian man's wrist—he still couldn't do it to himself, otherwise, with his strength, a single ax would be enough to chop off his hand.He bent down and breathed heavily through his nose, and at the same time, the disgusting things kept pouring into his mouth. He barely raised the ax and slashed again, but it hit the top of the wound just now. not cut...

I didn't know how many times I tossed and tossed, and finally got a bloody palm.He convulsively threw his hand into the hole on the table, and the input finally stopped in the pipe.The electronic scale on Xie Wendong's side immediately displayed a series of numbers, which was the weight of that hand.Xie Wendong just glanced at it, he had already made up his mind, and at this moment, he picked up a heavy wide kitchen knife beside him without hesitation, and slashed at the wrist of his left hand.His left arm was seriously injured, and only about half of his left hand was left with flesh and blood. It is just right to cut off the weight now.The bone broke at the sound, Xie Wendong frowned stubbornly, put it into the pit with his right hand, and only heard the pleasant music prompt of "Ding Dong", the two wrong grids turned back automatically, and turned back into question marks .

Xie Wendong still opened the grid with the hand pattern and guessed again.Choose one from four... He chose the one on the left of the previous foot-shaped grid, and was about to flip through it, but was blocked by a hand that suddenly protruded from behind.Xie Wendong turned his head and saw Chu Cheng behind him shaking his head at him. He stretched out his hand and opened another grid—it was the corresponding hand pattern.

"Do you remember?" Xie Wendong raised his eyebrows slightly.This person knew the answer clearly, but he didn't say it before, which made him waste a hand in vain.

Chu Cheng smiled indifferently, he didn't seem to see the light in Xie Wendong's eyes, and his voice was still calm, "Captain, I'm just reciprocating."

Among smart people, one can speak clearly. Xie Wendong was stunned and suddenly remembered that he deliberately tried to test "among the arrogance" before. He was indifferent at first, until Chu Cheng took out the code from his body to save him after he crippled his two feet. thing.He looked up and smiled, "Two feet for half a hand. Is the price difference out of respect for the captain, or a reward for saving my life?" This man is really interesting.You must know that even if you don't have the slightest power now, your own aura can still easily deter others.And Chu Cheng was neither humble nor overbearing to himself, neither was he overwhelmed by the aura, nor was he disadvantaged because of his current physical weakness or uncertainty about the authenticity of the space of reincarnation.If he really harbored malicious intentions, he wouldn't have told himself which grid the real grid was at this time.