Infinity after divorced couple are pulled into escape game

The sky was getting dark, the children all went back to the dormitory, the players didn't want to go back, they looked here and there in the orphanage, trying to delay the time to go back, but the facts were always unsatisfactory, Jian Ting came from a distance, With a smile on his brows and eyes like a spring breeze, "Why are you still staying outside? It's time to go back and rest."

When he returned to the room, Ji Jiuli looked at everything inside, and it was no different from when he went out. He was thinking about it, and a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, "Ali, I want to kiss you."

Ji Jiuli turned his head to look at him, kissed his cheek, a strong sense of peeping swept over again, and Chu Heyan noticed it just as he frowned, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He turned around and wrapped around Chu Heyan's waist, his eyes scanned the wall, there was an inconspicuous black spot about the thickness of a finger on the third of the wall on the right, his eyes were condensed, But he said softly, "Brother, let's change rooms."

Chu Heyan did not have as keen a sense as Ji Jiuli, thinking that Ji Jiuli wanted to change rooms after listening to Jian Ting's words, took him by the hand and went out together and changed to the room on the left of An Sheng and the others. The players moved in, so there was no need to worry about Wang Mao coming over again, Ji Jiuli was slightly relieved.

An Sheng and the others didn't intend to change rooms. When they came back, they checked the empty room and found no such symbol. They didn't plan to sleep on the bed anymore, so it doesn't really matter if the bed is not clean. On the contrary, this Although the room may be more dangerous than other rooms, the clues obtained are also incomparable to other rooms.

As soon as the door was closed, Chu Heyan pressed Ji Jiuli against the door, and squeezed one leg between his knees to kiss wantonly, "Ali, did you see something?"

Ji Jiuli couldn't speak, so he could only bear it passively. Chu Heyan stopped, wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb, and said softly, "Don't lie to me."

"Baby, can you tell me?"

Ji Jiuli only felt pain at the base of his tongue, and didn't tell him that he didn't want to stimulate him. Although he knew that Chu Heyan would not let this kind of thing invade his mind, he was affected like this before the day passed. There are still four days left. He really couldn't take it anymore, he thought he would become clingy, but in the end his man became clingy before him, he was actually quite happy, but it was a bit tongue-in-cheek.

"Yes, I saw something." With a helpless sigh, Chu Heyan's fingers were still lingering dangerously around his lips, "If I read correctly, a hole was punched in the wall on our right. They didn't see anyone in the afternoon, so they probably did this. I'm just curious. It's understandable to say that Wang Mao was influenced to do so, but as his teammate, why did Li Ying let him do such a thing, even with him? Do something like this."

Having said so much, Chu Heyan seemed to have heard the words "excuse the circumstances," and his gaze turned cold, "Unforgivable."

Ji Jiuli let out a sigh of relief, followed him and said, "Well, I can't forgive you, let me go first?"

Chu Heyan didn't move, Ji Jiuli raised his head and kissed him coaxingly, "I'll kiss again tomorrow, I'm in a little pain, be good."

Chu Heyan buried his head in his neck, and after a while he said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry."

Ji Jiuli laughed, "That's you."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the lights of the entire building went out in a flash. In the corridor, only the emergency exit was glowing with green light, and the things in the corridor could barely be seen clearly.

Wang Mao squatted at the door, looked at the man who was tied up on the bed, and said: "Don't stop me, anyone who stops me will die, that man, I will kill him now, you have to be lucky, standing beside Bai Li It's not you, sleep well, I'm going to bring my baby back."

The person on the bed was bound hands and feet with ropes, and the restraint belt was strangled into the flesh, leaving purple bruises. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was blocked. He couldn't speak. He could only watch Wang Mao take the door and walk out. How is this going?Why are things the way they are?What went wrong?

Da, da, da, footsteps sounded on the stairs, more and more dense, Li Ying struggled desperately but to no avail, the rope buckle became tighter and tighter, the footsteps gradually approached, and something stopped in front of his room door , the door was pushed open, and a person in a white coat came in, with a mask on his face, he couldn't see his face clearly, he walked straight towards the bed, Li Ying thought it was the other players who heard the voice coming, and he made a fuzzy sound. The screams for help, and then stopped abruptly when more and more people came in, no, there were too many people, and the not-so-small room was filled to the brim.

The light came on suddenly, and the strong light made him squint his eyes, but he saw the outline of the instrument gradually emerging from the corner of the bed, the restraints on his hands and feet disappeared, and he found himself lying on his back for some reason On the bed, there were strange lines on his body, like a fish with a white belly waiting to be dissected.

Those people looked at each other and watched the part of his mouth wriggling under the mask without making a sound. There were cold knives and needles and threads in the raised tray next to him. Li Ying's pupils tightened as he watched the leader raise the knife , digging out a piece of flesh on his arm, howling in pain, he finally heard their voices.

"Dig out the rotten maggot meat and then suture it so that it will not cause infection, and the experiment will run more smoothly. If they are all infected and died, where can we find so many of the same people to complete the experiment?"

The needle and thread fell, which was a deeper pain. He could only utter a tragic howl but could not move a little bit. His arms, thighs, chest, almost everywhere were dug out and then sutured. It also maintains the operation of his life. He wanted to die, but he bit his tongue hard but felt that he couldn't use any strength. He couldn't pass out, so he could only passively endure the torture over and over again.

The corridor is very quiet, about an hour has passed since the lights were turned off, it is a bit too quiet for the dungeon night.

With a creak, someone's door was opened. Ji Jiuli leaned on Chu Heyan's arms and looked at the door in shock. He was very close to them. He walked with heavy steps and paused for a few steps, accompanied by heavy breathing. Seeing a head suddenly appearing at the door on the wall, I almost cried out in fright.

Ling Yan whispered: "It seems to be a person."

The room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly, but the figure still paused at the door for a while and then walked slowly to the left, Ji Tang whispered: "It seems to be Wang Mao."

An Sheng said: "The person who always looks at Brother Li? He can't be looking for Brother Li when he comes out at night."

Ling Yan said: "If he is also deeply affected, it is probably possible. Brother Li and the others' change of room should also be related to him."

An Sheng said, "Should we go and have a look?"

Ji Tang said: "Even if he wants to do something bad, two-on-one is enough."

The footsteps stopped, and the breathing became more and more rapid. Ji Jiuli looked at the window and heard an excited whisper: "I found it..."

Squeak, the door opened, and a faint green light entered the door, dragging a long black shadow on the ground. Wang Mao stood at the door, his chest heaving up and down, his eyes greedily staring at Ji Jiuli, and then turning his gaze to Chu He Yan's body was filled with killing intent for an instant.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you..." He whispered nervously, walking slowly into the house, Chu Heyan stood up, and turned Ji Jiuli's face into his arms, "A Li ,do not look."

Wang Mao was not Chu Heyan's opponent at all. He roared and rushed forward, but was kicked against the wall with a muffled sound. Ji Jiuli even heard the sound of bones breaking in the sound, and Wang Mao staggered. Getting up, Chu Heyan hit his fist with a dull voice, becoming more and more crazy, one-sided crushing, the smell of blood lingered in the air, Ji Jiuli moved his fingers, and a willow leaf-shaped knife appeared in his hand .

"Brother, come back."

Chu Heyan froze for a moment, looked at the dying Wang Mao, clenched his fists, reluctantly stood up and walked slowly to Ji Jiuli's side, his eyes were filled with ferocious hostility, he rubbed his face Rubbing Ji Jiuli's face gently, "Why?"

Ji Jiuli pushed him away, walked in front of Wang Mao, looked at his outstretched hand, and hung the knife above his body, "I said, you will die before me."

He dropped the dark blade from a height of more than one meter, and stabbed it into his heart without any mistakes. Wang Mao twitched twice, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes widened. 100% judgment, 50% luck increase, if Ji Jiuli wants him to die, then he will definitely die.

Chu Heyan came over, hugged him into his arms, crossed his wrists in the air to avoid rubbing the blood on him, "Be good, baby." He breathed in his ear, smelling him, acting like a full-fledged Addiction｜Gentleman, a crumbling string in his mind gradually broke after Ji Jiuli did it himself. He was pampered and allowed to do more things.

Ji Jiuli's forehead twitched. To be honest, he really felt that Chu Heyan was broken.

"Qiu Ling's goal was to kill Qin Yue, so she returned to normal after Qin Yue's death, but none of us knew what would happen to her after she was controlled and killed. You didn't allow him to see me at first, and then Killing him just now is even more serious, if you kill him, I'm afraid something inevitable will happen, so I'm here."

Listening to what he said, Chu Heyan said "Yes", Ji Jiuli can do anything, and it makes him more happy to deal with those who have fantasies about him personally than to do it himself. The smell of blood made him frown, Looking at Wang Mao's corpse on the ground in disgust, he reluctantly let go of his hands and said, "I'll throw him out first."

Ji Jiuli said: "Just open the door and drag it to the door. Don't go out. I don't know what's going on outside now. I always feel that something is wrong."

Chu Heyan dragged his arm, opened the door, and a bloody smell stronger than the inside of the room came over his face for a while. With a solemn expression, he shut Wang Mao out and said, "Something happened."