How to survive by dressing as a villain male

Zhou Ci was brought to an extremely black iron door, which was firmly locked with a huge lock. It looked as solemn and solemn as a church, but it was revealed by the sound of whipping and roaring from inside. A kind of eerie eerie feeling.

It makes people feel hairy for no reason.

The person in charge was trembling slightly, and quickly rummaged through a round of extremely dense key chains. The empty corridor was filled with the crisp sound of rummaging for keys and painful cries that could be heard through the extremely thick iron gate.

After a while, he sighed slowly, wiped the sweat off his brow and inserted the key into the key slot.

With a "click", the iron door opened.

The first thing that stimulated Zhou Ci's senses was not the picture seen by the naked eye, but an extremely thick and sticky smell of blood, which formed a very sharp contrast with the smell of roses outside.

Zhou Ci only felt his heart beating, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

The person in charge opened the door vigorously, and with the "sparsely" opening sound of the huge door, the purgatory-like scene in the room finally appeared in front of Zhou Ci.

"Major General, please—" The person in charge stood aside with low eyebrows, motioning for Zhou Ci to leave first.

Zhou Ci opened his eyes wide and almost stopped breathing.

Even though he learned in the book that A47's life is definitely not easy now, and he has seen some bloody words in the book, which made him mentally prepared, but at this moment, almost instantly, a terrifying coolness came from The soles of Zhou Ci's feet slowly went up, his heart trembled from the cold, and his hands and feet were cold in this purgatory that can only be seen in the picture album network p of the 21st century.

The thin child looks like a puppet that has been played with for more than ten years at home. The overall look is very old, cotton is inevitably exposed from the cloth body, and the small body is full of scars and violence. trace.

His whole body was soaked in blood, and the cloth on his body was in tatters, almost sticking to the newly grown flesh, like the ravines in the bark of old trees, crooked, ugly, dripping blood stains, Accompanied by the "tick" sound, it slowly oozes from the body, dripping onto the floor with a thick layer of blood stains.

His black hair was a very black, pure ink color, which almost blended with the dark wall behind him.

The most frightening thing is that the child was hanged upside down.

His legs were clamped by thick iron rings, and he was hung upside down from the ceiling with dark and silvery iron chains. The blood flowed like this, across the child's neck, cheeks, and eye sockets, and finally dripping on the ground.

Like shedding tears of blood.

From the point of view of modern medicine, ordinary people will be in danger of life due to cerebral congestion if they are hung upside down for more than 24 hours, and the child in front of him does not know how long he has been hung upside down like this, and he is almost breathing lifelessly. Neck flushed red, struggling to the brink of death.

His arms drooped weakly, his whole body was lifeless but still weakly struggling to find the last life, like dried meat that had not yet fully dried upside down on a meat rack.

Taking a closer look, A47's two arms were shackled with the same thick shackles as his feet, and his wrists had been worn to the point of blood dripping, and they were almost pale, and Zhou Ci recognized that they were wrist bones.

The child seemed to be tired of shouting, and seemed to be in too much pain. From the beginning, the roar that Zhou Ci vaguely heard outside the door turned into a low gasp.

After all, there was no groan|groan.

Zhou Ci's teeth were trembling slightly, he was motionless, his throat seemed to be choked, his hands were also frozen, and his feet seemed to be rooted.

As a person on Earth in the 21st century, even though he has seen many bloody scenes as a doctor, he has never seen an ancient captive being trampled and injured like this.

Zhou Ci couldn't help but feel a chill that flowed into the body spontaneously from breathing, wandering in the bone marrow and blood, and a sense of powerless nausea due to extreme difficulty in confirming and fear.

When he thinks back to the book he just read, nearly a million words of torture were inflicted on such an innocent young man, he can't help but tremble from body to heart.

What kind of world is this!

The person in charge quietly looked at Zhou Ci, the little prince's military uniform was very docile, and naturally outlined a straight and thin waistline. The solemnity of the military uniform and the usual arrogance of this male should have conflicted, but they were wonderfully blended together in his Her body exuded the arrogance and self-cultivation of aristocrats, beautiful and dangerous.

It doesn't fit in with this picture of hell.

He said cautiously: "Major General, this bastard is an unkillable monster, usually very lethal, but don't worry, we've given him medicine..." He won't hurt you.

The person in charge didn't say the second half of the sentence, he was frightened by Zhou Ci's sullen and gloomy expression.

Zhou Ci took a few steps forward. The sound of the most expensive military boots stepping on the floor is pleasant no matter where they are stepped on. It is like the piano music in a noble banquet. It is a sound that A47 has never heard in this life.

A47 twitched reflexively.

Since his head had been hung upside down for too long, he could still hear the sound of bones "creaking" when he turned it.

Before Zhou Ci could clearly see A47's blood-stained face, the boy seemed to feel a sense of danger, and there was a muffled grunt coming from his throat, which became louder and louder.

Have they come again, what are they going to do this time, which part of their body will be cut off, and what disgusting medicine will be poured into themselves...

"Kang kuang——" A47 kept waving his arms, and the sound of the iron chain's pull echoed in the cage, coupled with a beast-like growl, the entire small room was filled with a creepy and desperate atmosphere.

"Bitch! Major General, you dare to yell like your bitch here!" The person in charge turned left, picked up a whip, and stepped forward, wanting to smash all the places that this bastard could see into pieces like before. , Anyway, he can't be killed, even without plaster, this kid will heal himself.

Not only did A47 not retreat, but it seemed that the roar became heavier. He completely ignored the fact that his wrists were being worn down and blood flowed again, but he just swung the chain and made a louder noise, and the roar in his throat gradually became louder——

Only then did Zhou Ci see A47's face clearly.

It was also at this time that he realized that his eyes had been covered by a black belt, and his face was very fair, which further accentuated the scarlet blood.

In the Zerg world, black hair and black eyes are the most inauspicious omen. It is rumored that they will bring evil and bad luck to the surroundings. Even as a lowly slave, he is not worthy to show these eyes.

"Put him down."

Time in hell seemed to stand still.

The person in charge stepped forward and pressed a button, and the boy who had been hung upside down for more than a week fell to the ground with a "plop". The blood almost seemed to have dried up, but not much flowed out.

He seemed to want to struggle, but his limbs were imprisoned by Tie Jia, who controlled his mental power, like a prisoner about to be executed, he fell to the ground and could not move.

There was darkness in front of my eyes, the sound of blood flowing backwards in my ears, dizziness, dry throat, and weakness all over my body.Don't know what happened.

He was hoisted up inexplicably, and put down again inexplicably.

Just like he was sent here inexplicably, and was abused for decades inexplicably.

very funny.

A47 was sent to a slave camp when he was very young, and few people taught him the Zerg language, and he couldn't understand what the two of them were saying at all.

And the numbness to a new round of abuse.

He had just been injected with an inhibitor, and this potion was incompatible with the berserk potion he injected yesterday, which made him feel very uncomfortable, his heart swelled like a pump that was about to explode, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Zhou Ci walked towards A47.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell of blood, as if immersed in a sea of ​​blood, full of salty and bitter breath, like A47's miserable and helpless life.

A47 sensed someone approaching.

He almost frantically longed to be able to move, stand up, and use his top physical strength to smash the faces of all those who bullied him with a punch, but the dark iron ring that blocked all his strength was too domineering. Even the strength to curl his fingers seemed to have disappeared.

He was like a fish on a chopping board, its scales were pulled out, its internal organs were pulled out, and its blood was shed, just for the person in front of him to cook it and make it into a delicious dish.

And he had no choice but to do some lifeless struggles like the days and nights he spent in the past ten years, but unfortunately it was of no use at all, the only function was probably to stimulate the abuser to be more High-spirited, tormenting his desire|desire.

The footsteps this time were a little strange, very quiet, steady, and rhythmic.

A47's cheeks twitched, his head shook violently, and the jet-black hair was almost thrown out of the afterimage. He bared his teeth, and let out a low-pitched threatening sound from his throat, but he couldn't hide the anxiety and panic in his heart.

That's right, he was panicked, no one remains indifferent to danger under years of irregular abuse|abuse.

Unlike those slaves who have become numb to mermaids, he has never been able to get used to being abused.

He let out a desperate desperate roar, but the confinement of his limbs made him helpless and powerless.

Like a caged animal.

The footsteps came closer, five meters, three meters, two meters...

The sound of footsteps with heavy heels hitting the floor stopped in his ears.

At this moment, A47's face has become distorted and ferocious under extreme fear and anger, his throat has grown hoarse and he can't make a sound. After all, he has not eaten or drank for more than three days.

Even with the blindfold on, you can easily feel the despair that A47 is about to face abuse.

what's next...

A47 clenched its teeth fiercely, but could no longer make a sound.

Kick him in the head with a heel with iron blocks, or beat him with a barbed leather|whip, or give him food while injecting him with drugs that make his whole body numb. Laughing as he struggles and suffers...

A47 waits for death to wave its sickle.

But he felt the god of death lowering|body, approaching him.

An inexplicable, very fresh and sweet smell of pheromone entered his nasal cavity-this time it was actually a male insect.

This is very fresh, no one will bow down in front of a dying slave, especially those males with eyes higher than the top, those males would rather be near a trash can than him.

One of the most unlucky, cheapest, beaten and bruised, B-grade, black-haired female slaves.

The lowest ones can only be beaten as slaves to sandbags.

A47 waited almost hysterically, he would rather have his head cut off in an instant than be slowly lingering in fear like this.

But in the next second, he felt the heavy ring around his neck being opened by a pair of slightly trembling hands, and with a heavy "click", it fell heavily to the ground.

A47 froze.

Why do you open your own iron rings, why do your hands tremble?

"Major General—!"

The person in charge was startled, and reflexively roared to remind: "This slave is dangerous! Don't open this ring, he will attack you—"

Zhou Ci turned a deaf ear and frowned tightly.

When he approached, he planned to count the wounds on the child so that he could find the right amount of medicine when he went back, but he didn't expect that the wounds on the child were too many...

Big and small, long and short, bleeding and bruised, cracked and closed, healed and serious, old and new... Scorpions all over the boy's body, like chapped The ground was covered with centipedes.

As a professional doctor who was used to seeing bloody corpses, he couldn't bear to look directly at them.

But I really have nothing to say, I just feel that what I am in is not the world.

"Kangdang" "Patta"

Those hands unfastened the iron rings around the ankles.

The person in charge was so frightened that he almost crawled to Zhou Ci's side, and his words of dissuasion were blocked in the next second.

Zhou Ci sneered: "Major General Ben can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't need your advice."

The man's words stopped abruptly, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

System: "Ding——the system is judging... Judgment is complete, it meets the human design."

The author has something to say:

A47: Woohoo, my husband is so beautiful~~ but I can’t speak so how can I break QAQ