[Comprehensive horror] I am convinced of this system task

The severe pain that my scalp was about to be torn off made it too late for me to feel terrible.

The strength of that hand was too great, and it grabbed my back and slammed into the prison door, and the pain made my spine feel like it was going to be broken.

But even so, the strength of the hand that was pulling my hair did not decrease at all, and even pulled me back more and more forcefully.There is only a small window with iron bars on the iron gate. If this goes on, my head will be squeezed and crushed by the iron bars!

His head was pulled back and he couldn't lower his head at all, so he could only rely on groping.I gritted my teeth to endure the severe pain, opened the holster, pulled out the pistol, aimed the muzzle at the iron gate of the cell door, and fired several times blindly.

I could feel the thing holding me being hit, and the hand that was holding me trembled violently, the strength seemed to be a little weaker, but it didn't let go.

I hurriedly used my other hand to break the thing that was holding me, my strength was obviously not as strong as it, even if it was injured, I was still struggling.

But at this moment, something rustled against my hand.I felt cold, and thought it was some new monster, but immediately, the hand was completely loosened.

I took a quick step forward away from the door.At the same time, the triangle head raised the knife and chopped off the pale arm.

Just now I stuck it on the iron door, and the big knife with the triangular head is not accurate enough, and it is very likely to accidentally hurt me.Now, he can finally cut down boldly with confidence.

"Damn it, I have to shave my head this time when I go back." I rubbed the back of my head that was still hurting and cursed, but I didn't dare to speak too loudly because of the notice board I saw before, "Shave it off."

I lowered my head and glanced at that arm. It looked like a human hand, but it was pale and even bruised. There was not a trace of blood flowing from the place where it was cut off by the triangular head.

It looked like a dead man's hand.

I am no longer interested in using a flashlight to see what kind of monsters are in the cell. At least I can be sure that the things inside will not reassure me, but will only make me feel sick.

However, speaking of...

I turned my head, but found that I couldn't see the back of my head, so I simply took off the backpack and put it on the ground.

They were going to resist tenaciously, but after I put down the backpack, the little triangles still came out timidly from the backpack.

"Why did you come here?" I was a little dumbfounded, probably they were the ones who helped me break the strange hands just now.Unexpectedly, as a reduced version of the triangle head, the strength is quite large.

However, I checked clearly before going out in the morning and saw that they were all sleeping soundly in the cardboard beds.It's not that I don't want to take them out. The previous things have proved that the lively little triangle can make the trip with the triangle head much more interesting.But after all, I came to a place like a prison, and the little triangle is similar to a child in my eyes, so it is really not suitable for me.Besides, I'm pretty sure it's not a safe place.

After thinking about it, I guess they sneaked into my backpack when I turned around to check the firearms I was carrying.

I don't know if I should regret not checking the backpack again, because if they weren't with me, I might really not be able to break free from the strange hand just now.

The little triangles stick their heads out of their backpacks, their little hands tightly clutching the zippers. Although they have no faces, they still look innocent.So I could only swallow back the words I wanted to teach them, and put the bag on my back again:

"Stay well and try not to come out." I told them, feeling that they obediently got in and zipped up, and then continued to move forward with confidence.

After seeing a few cells, my intuition told me that if the church wanted to hide people, they wouldn't hide in such a shallow place.

Therefore, we have to find a way to find the way down. If there is an elevator or the like, it would be better. I think it may be much easier to search from the bottom floor.

In order to prevent any unexpected situation, I took the weapon in my hand and continued walking cautiously.The big knife with a triangular head dragged on the ground which was also metal, making a harsher friction sound than usual.I was worried that the noise would attract some kind of monster, or even something more terrible, but after walking for a long time, nothing happened.

Perhaps the warning was just a sham.

Although I am on guard, I hope that nothing will happen, and I can find the person I am looking for and bring him out.

I finally found the stairs down a corner, but only one floor down.The stairs that continue to go downstairs should be in another corner.Such a design may be to prolong the escape distance of the jailbreaker.

It seems that there is no possibility of escaping from such a place.It's more like a huge labyrinth than a prison.The sound of stepping on the overhead metal road has been echoing in the cave, and even this sound cannot find a way out, let alone people.

On the door to the stairwell on each floor, there is actually a notice board with the words "no speech on the road".After walking a few floors, I feel more and more that this is not like a notice, but more like a spell.

Just like seeing it a few times before, I silently recited the above words in my heart.If this is really an exclusive rule, I think it's better for me to abide by it honestly.

Putting his hand on the doorknob, he opened the door in front of him.

When the door was halfway open, I suddenly and keenly heard a sound coming from behind the door.

That tiny voice would be hard to detect in normal times, but the prison is too quiet.

But the door was already open, and it was too late.

Almost at the same time I loaded the bullet, the monster behind the door rushed forward.It happened that I shot a huge hole against the abdomen.

But not a single drop of blood came out of the wound, but the monster took two steps back.It was a monster like a strong man, with a bare upper body, pale skin, and prominent veins on the gnarled muscles.

The one who attacked me from the cell just now is probably such a monster!

Could it be that this is the thing that guards the Toluca Prison instead of the prison guards?

It jumped at me again, and it was still waving its huge fist. It felt like he could punch me directly into the ground with one punch.I didn't dare to take it hard, and quickly dodged to avoid it.At the same time, the big knife in the triangle head fell from my side tacitly, and the whole arm was neatly cut off from the shoulder to the ribs.

There is still no wound. This thing should not be too different from a zombie, and it can still move.It wasn't until I chopped off its entire head with a swing of the fire ax that it fell to the ground, hesitating, dead.

But unexpectedly, there was another one behind it.

I had no time to dodge this time, and I was punched hard on the shoulder with such force that I flew out. Fortunately, I was supported by the triangle head, so I didn't fall to the ground and break my spine.He helped me to stand up, and I shot it in the head twice without mercy.

I'm not reluctant to admit it, but in fact, I still have a strong sense of revenge.

I didn't put down the pistol immediately, but confirmed that there were no follow-up monsters, so I relaxed my vigilance and continued to move forward.Of course, I didn't forget to step on those two monsters, especially the one that punched me.

The pain it caused made me think I might have broken a bone, but even so, I recovered pretty quickly on my own.So I switched hands to the fire ax just to ease the pain.

There is a strange feeling, as if the further you go down, the older all the facilities are.Down below, even the doorknob that opened the door was covered with thick dust.There are also breaks in the railings, and in some places, even the floor has collapsed and had to be bypassed.

The same goes for the cell along the corridor.And with each next layer, this feeling becomes more obvious.The cell door was so rusted that its original color could not be seen, it was completely connected to the door frame, and there was no way to open it.

"Wow, be careful!"

I was walking forward when I suddenly saw a broken wire in front of me. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and took a step back in time.But in this way, it just happened to crash into the arms of the triangle head.

The wire was still sparking, and if I didn't know it, I'd just hit it.I have been through all kinds of difficulties and dangers before, and I was electrocuted to death by an electric wire. This kind of end is really ugly.

I walked around cautiously, and walked on, looking for a small room with a stairwell.Unexpectedly, after walking for a long time, the triangle head suddenly grabbed me again.

I thought he was addicted and was a bit annoyed that it was time to get down to business after all.Just about to get angry, I saw the broken wire hanging in front of my eyes.Cold sweat broke out from my forehead.

Why again?

And it looks, the same as the one before... no, wait...

This wire is the one I saw earlier!

This place is a ring structure, and seeing this wire again means that I have circled around and returned to the same place.But when I was walking, I kept paying attention to the cell on the left. If it had the same structure as the upper floors, there should be a place sunken in, and the small corridor would be the stairwell.With nothing to distract me except the wires, there's absolutely no way I'd miss it.

Could it be that there are no further stairs going down?

In such a quiet environment, the slightest mistake can make me feel very uneasy.I quickly jumped to the railing to have a look, but I didn't expect that the extremely aging railing would break as soon as I touched it, and I fell into the abyss without even making a sound.If I hadn't let go in time, I would probably have fallen together.

I was barely relieved.But from here you can see the opposite side, and there are obviously a few floors below.

In other words, there must be another way.

I looked around with a flashlight, and the only difference was that there was a small watchtower-like building in the hollow in the middle of this floor.That room is level with this floor, it just looks like the bridge connecting the sentry tower to the platform I'm on has collapsed.

I thought that place was useless before, so I ignored it.And now it seems that it may be the only way I can use it.

Even if I have to climb down the perimeter of the sentry tower, I will admit it, at least it is a way.The question now, then, is how to get there.

"Hey, come and help me." I had an idea and greeted the triangle head.My shoulder isn't fully healed yet, not sure if I can use the strength.But since there is a triangle head, I don't have to worry so much.

I patted his strong arm reassuringly: "Come on, push that I-beam down with me. There is no way, so let's build one ourselves."

The author has something to say: Good evening~

Opened a new pre-receipt pit, and pushed it for myself with the cheek

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