In the corner of the door, Su Mu found his own things, his backpack, clothes, mobile phone, and wallet, all of them were there.

The phone kept turning off, but when I turned on it, there were still two grids of electricity, which was a surprise.

All the documents in your wallet are there, such as residence cards, driver's licenses, and credit cards.

But the money is gone. There are tens of thousands of yen, the damn guard.

He searched the pockets of the two guards and recovered more than 3,000 yen. These two bastards must have lost all their money by playing cards.

There will be people here at any time, so it is better to leave early.

He pushed the door and came to the corridor with his infusion rack.

In the empty corridor, only a few fluorescent lights were on coldly. There were wards on both sides, and seals were posted on dark lights. A lot of cardboard boxes were piled up along the base of the corridor wall, full of debris. It looked like I was going to move.

Looking at the signboard, there should be an elevator at the end of the corridor. Logically speaking, you should take the stairs to avoid the camera at this time, but Su Mu's whole body was in pain. I don't know how many floors this broken house is. If you don't have the strength halfway through the walk, wouldn't you be waiting for death?

The building was terriblely deserted, filled with silence like a tomb.

Pulling the wall and holding the infusion rack, Su Mu finally walked to the elevator. He was sweating all over when he walked for only 100 meters. His muscles were not weak, but they were too strong. They twisted together with a little force, and it hurt like a swimming cramp.

A slight vibration sound came from the gap in the elevator door, and the sound of the wind.

Su Mu found that in addition to his particularly sharp perception, he also had a bat-like function. This is hard to describe. In short, when he was concentrating, the things that should not have been seen seemed to be "seeing". Just like now, he could clearly sense that there was a square thing rising in the elevator shaft ahead, and it was still very fast.

The elevator came up and there was someone inside. It seemed to be slowing down, and there was a high possibility of stopping on this floor.

Dingdong, the elevator stopped. However, there were still two or three seconds left before the door was opened.

There were at least two people in the elevator. The sound of footsteps, the slight collision of metal objects on wheels, and the sound of breathing, all kinds of sounds conveyed this message. They stood on the left and right sides of the door, with a bit of body odor and tobacco smell, and they were obviously men.

Su Mu raised the electric baton and prepared.

The pain that came from time to time made him unstable. But now it was a battle that could not be lost. Either escape or be tied back to the bed, there was no third option.

The electric baton in his hand became heavier and heavier. He rubbed his temples hard to force himself to wake up.

His physical condition is very unstable at the moment. His overly sensitive perception makes him dizzy and his poor physical fitness can't hold on. "Stand it." He whispered to encourage himself, trying to see the elevator door that was about to be opened.

The door slid toward both sides. A light came to the dim corridor. He rushed forward in the light, and the electric baton in his hand crackled.

Everything around him became blurred, and the flow of time was approaching slowly infinitely. Fear disappeared, and he no longer thought about his physical condition. He could no longer feel the tingling of his muscles and joints, or the heaviness of his body.

It is said that there was a kind of berserker in ancient times. The more injured he was, the stronger his combat power would reach its peak. Su Mu suspected that he had entered this state now.

There are only two new guards in front of me, only combat.

A guard rushed towards him. Su Mu moved sideways and stabbed him under the ribs with a stick.

The front end of the electric baton crackled, first on the waist, then on the lower abdomen and neck. The guard who was twitching was arched up in pain. Another guard rushed over to grab the electric baton, but his face was hit by an elbow and his nose was bleeding.

Su Mu roared in a low voice and tried to poke it with an electric baton. One after another, another. The two guards were so electric that they were shrunk into a ball.

At this moment, he was particularly excited. Even though he couldn't walk very steadily, his movements were astonishingly fast. Fighting fanatic!

"Give me aside," the guard curled up in the corner of the elevator begged, "I surrender, I surrender, don't call me anymore." This man is indeed quite strong, and the other one has already fainted from foaming at his mouth, and he can still speak.

Su Mu, regardless of whether he surrendered or not, would keep on the electric shock as long as he was still moving.

"Surrender." The guard was helpless and desperate, sobbing and finally got corona.

Take the elevator and get off B1.

The road was empty and silent, only emergency lights illuminated the narrow corridor.

He walked through the unmanned corridor and passed many rooms that had been abandoned at first sight. The street sign said that there was a parking lot in front of him, and as long as he got a car, he could leave smoothly. It doesn't matter if the key is not a key. As long as it is not a tank, he is confident that he can start it within five minutes.

However, the information given by the street sign may be a bit wrong. As I walked, I arrived at a cold room. There were rows of iron cabinets inside, each with numbers and a place to insert cards. Some cabinet doors had yellow cards inserted on them, with names scribbled on them.

Is this really the way to the parking lot? It looks a bit like a morgue.
Chapter completed!