I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Land reclamation No.60 Five days·Severe-torture-torture-beating

When Feng Huai woke up again, he was in a small, boxy room.

At first glance, Feng Huai looked a bit like the Death Row Prison back then.

——But the environment of death row prisons seems to be better than here.

There were puddles of puddles of vomit on the ground, trampled into patties by countless shoe prints, and a faint sour smell irritated the nostrils.

The gray cement partition divides the small room into two separate spaces.

But the partition is not high, it's only at the height of Feng Huai's eyebrows, not to mention the effect of sound insulation.

Feng Huai was woken up by the panting and screaming next door, he didn't even need to listen to the movement on the other side, just the obscene smell in the air was enough for people to understand what was going on next door at this moment .

Feng Huai frowned and got off the bed.

He was wrapped in gauze, and the white gauze reflected some dried blood, which may be the injuries he suffered when he was buried in the ruins, but at that time he had no time to take care of these skin wounds that were not threatening.

He was about to open the door and go out, but he didn't expect the door handle to turn suddenly. He took a step back vigilantly, and quietly avoided the door.

[Release mission: Rescue the remaining survivors.Task completion reward: 5 points/person]

The reminder of the progress of the new task made Feng Huai unable to start. He squinted his eyes, unable to see more prompts given by the system, so he simply closed the task pop-up window.

He observed the surroundings. The metal-plated old door sill was probably due to violent switches or other aging reasons. The upper layer of iron sheet was warped, and the edges were jagged and covered with rust.

Feng Huai had no doubt that such an iron sheet could easily cut through the cloth, and even an expert who knew how to use force skillfully could just use it to pierce the skin.

He noticed that the movement at the doorknob stopped inexplicably, Feng Huai's eyes sank, no matter what was going on outside the door, he would rather have a weapon close to him in his hand.

He took off his coat, wrapped his palms, and handled the piece of iron carefully.

Feng Huai peeled off the iron sheet about the length of a finger and three centimeters wide. He used this iron sheet to tear a corner of the shirt into thin strips and cut them off, simply tying them to the lower part of the iron sheet.

In this way, he has a simple and rough knife.

Judging from the attempt to cut open the shirt, this tin knife was more useful than Feng Huai expected.

[666666 has a weapon within a few minutes of the start!This player seems to be able to hold on for a while]

[The consciousness is good, but this weapon is at best better than nothing... What can it do?It’s not bad if you can poke a small wound]

[Yeah... the background of this world is not safe, not to mention the mutated animals outside, people and people will fight because of one bite... rely on this thing for self-defense, hiss, I don't think so]

【…】

Feng Huai hid behind the door holding a crude "knife", and heard the people outside the door start to mutter: "These two were discovered almost at the same time, let's put them together first."

"This is the slave area... one is the chief engineer and the other is unknown, isn't it appropriate?"

"There's not much room left, so that's it. Wait until the engineer wakes up."

"Okay, okay. Get it done quickly. I heard that this batch of salvage teams brought back a few beautiful boys. They plan to bid them out. It will start in two hours. I still want to see how beautiful they are."

"Hey, good luck..."

The two people talking outside the door tugged and tugged, and finally opened the door.

Feng Huai saw the two men carrying a stretcher in, and a man was lying on the stretcher, his face was wrapped in gauze, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Oh no, where did that unidentified person go? Wasn't he just brought back?" One of the men carrying the stretcher said suddenly.

The other person reacted when he heard the words, he raised his head and looked around wonderingly.

The door behind him suddenly closed with a "bang", and the sudden sound made the two of them subconsciously turn their heads to look over.

I saw a thin and fair man standing behind the door, his body was still wrapped in bloody gauze, his face was sickly pale, no matter how he looked, he looked like he was about to faint at any time.

"So it's here, I said." The man carrying the stretcher heaved a sigh of relief, he looked at Feng Huai, and slowly smiled, "I didn't expect that there was a good-looking one in the slave area, why wasn't it brought to the auction?"

The other person took a good look at the situation and replied: "When I brought it back, I was seriously injured, so it's not suitable for auction. I didn't expect to recover so quickly, and I can run on the ground now."

"Hey, isn't that cheap for me?"

The man carrying the stretcher approached Feng Huai in the corner behind the door while talking.

"Tsk, did you say you were going to go to the auction? Is this going to be a beast?"

"Half an hour is enough." The man waved his hand.

The other person rolled his eyes, but he didn't intend to stop him. He even sat aside and unzipped his pants, intending to appreciate what happened next.

No one noticed that the gauze-wrapped body on the stretcher moved its fingers slightly, and a pair of eyes exposed outside the gauze suddenly opened.

Feng Huai still stood motionless in the corner, showing no intention of running away.

This made the man approaching very satisfied. He smiled greasyly and said softly, "Don't be afraid, uncle, I am very gentle. Do you like belts? Uncle can use belts to make you very comfortable..."

As he walked towards Feng Huai, he unbuttoned his belt with both hands, and the companion behind him sneered at him: "You old pervert!"

The man chuckled twice indifferently, and walked to Feng Huai's side.

He just raised his hand to touch Feng Huai's face, the next second Feng Huai dodged behind him, and suddenly pushed the fat man in front of him into a corner, and the iron "knife" in his hand approached the man silently side of the neck.

"Don't be afraid." Feng Huai said, whispering in the man's ear, the edge of the cold iron sheet obliquely cut into the layer of flesh, and thin blood flowed out along the edge of the iron sheet.

The guard heard his own heart beating like thunder, and the whisper of the man behind him was more like the voice of death.

He frantically trembled in fear, and shouted again and again: "If you kill me, you will get into big trouble! Believe me..."

The man's companion was taken aback when he saw this, and immediately jumped up and wanted to rush up to help, but he didn't expect the unconscious man who was lying on the stretcher to turn over suddenly, and quickly restrained him.

Feng Huai glanced at the movement, and then focused more on dealing with the greasy guard under him.

He slightly deflected the angle of the iron sheet in his hand, and the sharp, jagged edge shallowly cut into the guard's neck.

Feng Huai knew how to cut open his carotid artery quickly and accurately. As long as he wanted to, he would send the iron sheet in a few millimeters, slide down the cut with a little force, and he could easily cut off the artery and let the blood gushing out.

But he can't do that.He wasn't that keen on trying to cause the consequences of an NPC's irreversible death.

So he withdrew the knife and inserted it into the guard's thigh at random. He heard the man scream in pain, but his voice was quickly muffled by Feng Huai.

"Shhh, be quiet." Feng Huai ordered in a deep voice.

The guard blinked his wet little eyes twice in fear.

[Wori...?Who said that this iron sheet can't defend yourself?Seeing blood is crisp and neat! 】

[The knife is also inserted neatly!Simply easy to use? 】

[Maybe it should be used separately...]

The guard looked at his companion out of the corner of his eye, trying to call for help, but he did not expect that his companion was bound by the man who carried him in on the stretcher, and at the same time was forced to fold his neck back. Significantly.

Within a few seconds, his companion collapsed silently.

He was alone.

The guard's eyes widened in horror.

"I'll ask you a few questions, tell me the truth, and you'll survive." Feng Huai said, he pinched the guard's throat, his fingers tightened slightly enough to make the guard feel suffocated, he asked softly, "Understood Is it?"

The guard nodded vigorously.

"First question. Where are we?"

"Eagle's Nest, this is Eagle's Nest. All salvaged survivors will be brought here. You are...in the slave area..." the guard finished hesitatingly, and obviously felt a tightness in his throat, and he was so frightened that he cried , "I didn't bring you in here! It was assigned! Those who were injured or whose casualties are unknown will be locked up here!"

Feng Huai lowered his eyes, relaxed some strength, and continued to ask the second question: "How do you get out of here?"

The guard was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Slaves can't leave here..."

After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly added: "But I can take you out! I have a pass! I can let you in and out of each sub-district! As long as you leave the slave area, as long as you don't let others Seeing your number tattoo won't know you're a slave!"

Feng Huai frowned: "What serial number tattoo?"

"It's tattooed on your back... Every slave will be tattooed with a mark..." the guard said cautiously, observing Feng Huai's expression, and quickly decided to change the subject, "Other sub-districts will issue missions to go out! Once you complete the mission, you will have an exit pass, and you will be able to leave Eagle's Nest!"

"But no one

If you want to leave Eagle's Nest, there are threats everywhere outside. If you don't have a radiation monitor, once you get too close to the radiation area, you may even vomit blood, convulse, and die! The guard said, "Eagle's Nest is safe. We built the outer wall with metal that isolates radiation. Those mutated monsters can't find us, and they can't attack us." "

Feng Huai was thoughtful when he heard the words, he raised the fat guard whose legs were limp and slumped because of fear, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "The third question, besides me, who other survivors have you found?"

"Are you talking about everything?" the guard asked, but soon he overthrew himself, shaking his head and said, "Oh no, of course not, you mean the survivors who were found at the same time as you?"

"Besides you, there are four other people. One of them is there." The guard glanced at the man wrapped in gauze over his companion, "He is the chief engineer. During the fourth small radiation explosion, he was rescued from the sea. After being rescued, there were many burns on my body, I thought it would be impossible to save..."

What the guards didn't say was that they thought the radiation level on that person would explode, but they didn't expect it to be surprisingly clean.

Feng Huai looked at the man, and saw that the man was removing the gauze from his body, gradually revealing his unscarred body.

The guard was also stunned, and murmured: "How is it possible..."

Until the other party removed the gauze on his face, Feng Huai took a light breath: "...It seems that the game really doesn't like you, so I will give you such a character background."

The man shook his head helplessly and laughed, then threw away the gauze stained with blood and pus.

"I thought you saw my first sentence, at least to express welcome." Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, and then glanced at the other guard who was knocked down by him, "Or to express gratitude."

Feng Huai didn't respond, he glanced at the gauze, paused and asked again: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." He looked down at his body, there was no scar, and smiled, "But [Game] is still waiting to see my body."

"And your face." Feng Huai added, he didn't believe that the injury would not hurt like that, but he didn't continue the topic, just said, "I'll be fine soon."

Feng Huai lowered his head and turned to the guard: "Aside from him, where are the others?"

"Everyone else is at the auction house..." said the guard, as if he hadn't recovered from his confusion and shock.

Feng Huai let go of the guard and looked at Yu Ci: "Has your mission progress been updated?"

"Rescue the survivors." Yu Ci replied.

"That's good." Feng Huai said, he took off the passes from the two guards and threw one to Yu Ci, "Let's go together."

Not long after the two walked out the door, Feng Huai stopped, and suddenly said to Yu Ci, "Wait for me."

When he returned to the room, he heard the guards inside screaming and cursing, saying that they wanted to cut the two escaped slaves into pieces and feed them to the thunderbirds.

Feng Huai laughed, and there was no sound in the room.

He kicked open the door, and saw the guard crawling into the corner with hands and feet, waving his hands tremblingly: "It's not what I said, it's not what I said..."

Feng Huai glanced at the belt on the guard's waist, raised his foot and walked over, and suddenly asked a random question: "Do you like belts?"

Before the guard could react, he heard a "snap", the belt was pulled out by Feng Huai, and the hard belt made a crisp sound on the concrete floor, which made the guard shiver violently.

Feng Huai neatly wrapped the belt around the guard's neck, tightened it suddenly, and saw the guard straighten his legs, his eyeballs protruded outwards, he stuck out his tongue uncontrollably, and tried to grab Feng Huai's arm with both hands in a panic. .

Feng Huai watched the guard struggle under his hands, unmoved and did not relax his strength until the guard lost consciousness and fell limply on the ground.

He pulled out the tin knife that was missing from the guard's thigh—it was for this reason that he folded it back—suddenly turned his head to look at the side of the concrete partition, and saw two pairs of eyes that were caught by Feng Huai before he could look back. It's right.

Feng Huai looked at it coldly, and said in a low voice: "Anyone who takes the initiative to report, I will find him and deal with him, just like this person, understand?"

The two people on the other side of the partition nodded quickly when they heard the words, and shrank their heads back.

Feng Huai withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door again.

The belt was looped several times between Feng Huai's palms—it was a useful prop, and it was a great tool to keep at home.

[Fuck!Counter-kill at the beginning!Absolutely! 】

[Wait, the introduction of this dungeon is obviously the flow of dungeons to decipher the escape direction... Shouldn't it be the order of finding the clues of the pass, trying to steal it, and then sneaking out of the door? ? ? 】

[How did it become severe-punishment-torture-beating...]

[Emmmm, viewers who have seen the player's past customs clearance dungeons said that this is not the first NPC who was severely tortured by the player :)]