Taking advantage of this opportunity, Charles rushed towards Hemihe, and he couldn't let the guy use the relics anymore.

"@&#*!!" Black Mich said something quickly, and his fellow people rushed to stand in front of Charles, trying to distance them from the two of them.

Seeing Hei Mihe, behind the crowd, picking up the hourglass again, Charles bit his teeth, stepped on the monster in front of him, and his body flew directly into the air.

His vision became brighter, and he instantly saw Hei Mihe in the distance, but at the same time his body was exposed to the muzzle.

More than a dozen barrels below have been lifted, and as long as they spray bullets, Charles will be instantly beaten into a sieve.

At this critical moment, a hook spear shot out from Charles's prosthesis and pierced directly through Hemihe's palm in the distance. The hourglass fell to the ground and bounced twitching.

As the hook spear pulled suddenly, Charles in the air quickly flew towards the Black Mihe. The gunshot sounded and hit the ceiling behind Charles.

Charles' prosthetic limb fell down with one stroke, and most of Hemihe's neck was removed by a chain saw.

In the bloody rain, Charles slowly turned around and stared at the Mihs who were stunned.

These monsters looked at the human in front of them, and their crossed pupils showed a look of fear.

"Buzz~!" The chain saw turned again, and Charles rushed towards them like a tiger.

Needless to say, Hei Mihe, who did not use the relics, was like a native chicken and a tile dog in front of Charles.

Ten minutes later, Charles, covered in blood, gasped heavily, and surrounded him with Mich's body.

He looked at the gunshot wound on his leg, bit his cheeks tightly, stretched out his right hand and put his finger in, and forced the bullet out of it.

"Wait, this thing should be useful." Richard controlled his body to pick up the hourgun in the pool of blood.

Charles walked towards the exit step by step, which was a ladder, and it was obvious that the second laboratory was underground.

It seemed very bright outside, with a faint noise, a bit like the lively square at 7 o'clock in the evening in summer.

When they slowly walked out of it, the scene in front of them made a trace of despair rise on their faces.

Richard raised the hourglass in his hand in anger and threw it hard at the ground, "Damn! So many people are so farts. You have told us that there are so many people, so why don't we stay in the cell with peace of mind!"

I saw directly opposite the exit, a square close to the size of four football fields.

Nearly tens of thousands of Mihes were making various human props in the square, and hundreds of Black Mihes were standing around to monitor and guard, each of them carrying relics of big or small in their hands.

At this time, all the monsters in the square shot towards them in unison, with no emotion in their eyes, but the huge pressure brought by Charles couldn't breathe.

Richard said with a wry smile: "Brother, do you think if we go back now and close the door from the inside, will they let us go?"

"What's the use of saying this now! You're all responsible!"

"Oh, I know I'm wrong. If I can live this time, I will definitely listen to you next time."

Charles suppressed the anger in his heart and looked into the distance. It was the city they came to before. Although there was little hope, as long as they ran into the city, they would have the chance to escape the pursuit of these things.

"Fight!" Charles ignored Mich's eyes and dragged his injured leg and ran desperately towards the other side.

The next second, Mih of the square moved instantly, and they ran around in a noisy way.

Charles's face was stunned at first, then he was ecstatic, running wildly towards the city, but as one of the black Mich raised the relics in his hand, Charles' body quickly stiffened, as if it turned into a stiff stone and fell to the ground.

Charles rolled his eyes slowly as the Black Mihes slowly surrounded him. He watched a ball of bloody flesh stuffed into his mouth.

In a daze, he lost his will again.

When Charles woke up again, the light above his head made his eyes subconsciously narrow.

When he got used to the light, he found himself trapped in an empty white room. This time his "treatment" was much higher. He was tied to a steel bracket. Not only were he locked in shackles on his limbs, but his body was also entangled with layers of chains.

Directly opposite him was a huge glass wall, with several Mich standing behind the wall, and they even operated some electronic devices, as if using the devices to detect Charles.

Richard breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, buddy, I finally saved my life."

Charles' eyes showed a hint of anger. His other personality was too reckless, but he didn't want to quarrel with him at this time.

At this moment, a door next to it opened, and a Mih, who had a robe hanging on his body, walked in from the side, holding a whip with a barbed one in one hand and a bucket with a black water in the bucket.

The long whip was first soaked in a bucket, and then quickly waved it.

"Bang!" The whip whipped Charles hard, and the scorching pain made Charles hum.

After more than ten whips in a row, Mich left with the whip.

Charles thought that the punishment for himself had ended, but he didn't know that the pain on his body had just begun. As time went by, the wound seemed to be covered with countless ants, constantly gnawing on the flesh and blood.

Charles' muscles trembled all over his body in pain, even though he was tough, he couldn't bear it and screamed from time to time.

The empty room was filled with Charles' screams, interspersed with Richard's insults.

The tormenting pain retreated after two hours, when Charles trembled and gasped.

"Bang!" The iron door was opened, and another Mihe walked in. This time he did not bring the torture instrument, but instead brought a pot of mushrooms. He put the mushrooms in front of Charles and retreated.

Charles understands the other party punishes himself, but what does it mean to put a pot of mushrooms here?

Time passed by minute by minute, Charles endured pain in his heart and thought about the information he had obtained. Even though Mihe had a large number of people and had little hope, he still did not give up on his hope of escaping.

Two hours later, two Mih walked in. One in front was wearing a white robe, and the other in the back was holding a notebook in his hand.

"&＊@￡..." A series of rapid noises came from the long lips of white robe Mihe.

"How many times do you want me to say? I can't understand what you said!" The weak Charles said weakly.

White-robed Mich ignored Chal's words and spoke on his own, while the man standing behind him quickly held a pen and kept recording.

Charles looked a little and found that the text recorded on the book was not understood at all. Like the words on the goods in the fake city, they were all messy little black dots.

Just as Charles was thinking about what Mih was doing opposite, the low murmur sounded in his ears.

Charles showed a painful expression on his face. In this case, he could do nothing and could only cover his teeth and endure it.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt the abnormality of his voice, and the murmur was connected with the voice of Mihe on the opposite side. A familiar and low human voice came to his ears, and he suddenly understood Mihe's words.
Chapter completed!