Let You Walk Around The World, Not Let You Catch People And Pluck Wool

When Director Sun was being "loved" by the mop.

In the cage room.

Su Mo has completed the education of Brother Meng and others, including big pussy pockets, picking eyeballs but not limited to these.

The two sides fought inextricably in the iron cage.

It wasn't until Su Mo and Fatty beat Brother Meng's pants, that the other party gave up and lay down on the ground shouting for submission.

"Don't fight, don't fight, people will come later, will I be convinced? As long as I can go out, I will surrender to the country with you, and I will admit it if I am shot, wow... Hurry up and let this fat man get up and sit on my waist broken."

Su Mo waved his hand.

Ah Pang stood up sullenly, pulled Brother Meng's hair, and dragged him up.

As for the others.

The moment Su Mo made a move, he was already lying down.

After signing in for so many days, the current Su Mo may not have improved much in fighting, but... people with average strength will definitely not be able to stand it.

Fist down.

It is impossible for the other party to get up for a long time.

Squatting on the ground, Su Mo narrowed his eyes, glanced at several drug criminals, and licked the corner of his mouth and asked

"Really convinced?"

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced."

Brother Meng nodded heavily, rubbed his stomach, and panted heavily.

Circumstances are stronger than people.

If you are locked up in this place, if you make a loud noise, they will gnaw your waist without saying a word, let alone escape, you will probably die in this place.

Such a harsh environment.

Are scalpels sterilized?

If you don't die, you have to peel off your skin.

Therefore, Brother Meng gave in tactically.

"Just take it and take off your pants now."

Su Mo stared at the other party's pants and said in a deep voice.

Brother Meng shuddered all over his body, took off his pants tremblingly, blinked his small eyes in a daze, and carefully looked at Su Mo in front of him.

"Then what, we have been nesting in the mountains for several months, and the food is not good. I have serious hemorrhoids. Really... No, Brother Su, I am almost forty this year, and I have never been fucked by anyone. Not familiar with you, you are like this, San'er is young, you..."

Su Mo frowned, and snatched his pants angrily.

He turned his head and handed it to the fat man.

Isn't it just an iron cage?

Otherwise, knowledge is power.

At first glance, the cultural level of these drug makers is not high.

"Shhhhhh..."

After a whistle, Su Mo raised his orchid fingers, lifted his wet trousers in distaste, locked two iron cage bars, and twisted them into a twisted shape.

With the sound of "creaking".

Under Su Mo's explosive force, the two steel bars began to twist at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not long.

Pull out a space big enough for someone to drill out sideways.

See this situation.

Brother Meng's eyes widened, their mouths were wide open, and eggs could be stuffed in.

The problem that has plagued them for a whole day and night is solved like this?

How can a space be opened up by taking a pee and twisting it?

Brother Meng couldn't figure it out.

He looked at Su Mo in surprise.

"What are you looking at? Come out quickly."

Seeing the stunned faces of several people, Su Mo lowered his voice to the lowest and growled in a low voice.

It is not difficult to come out.

The most difficult thing is how to get a gun, and then understand the gangs outside.

However, fortunately, there are a few more helpers now. Although they are not very reliable, at least, Brother Meng and the others must listen to him if they want to survive.

"No, I'm still tied with an iron chain, pull it away quickly!"

"Go, break the chain for him."

Su Mo waved his hand, Fatty turned around and got in, grinning his teeth and pulling away the chain that tied the little guy.

subsequently.

Everyone bent their backs and carefully left the cage room.

Hiding in a corner of the door.

The probe glanced out.

have to say.

This Kayaozi gang is quite professional, there are constant patrols outside, and the equipment on their bodies is no worse than that of the bald killer group.

It looks like it has been professionally trained. "This place is really messy. This group of people looks like soldiers. Look at that standing posture. They must have been trained. Brother... What should we do next? You can run out if you are too tired."

"However, brother, I believe you have a way."

"I have never admired anyone in my life. If I can go out with you, I will recognize you by shooting, really."

Brother Meng felt a "thump" in his heart, and leaned over to lick Su Mo stiffly.

He understood it.

Without this Su Mo next to them, the few of them, even if they want to break their heads, don't even think about running out of this place.

"Who said I was going out?"

Su Mo gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at a small building with a red cross painted on the side.

No need to guess.

This place should be the operating room.

A bold plan began to emerge in Su Mo's mind, and he didn't speak for several minutes.

Everyone squatted behind and looked at him, not daring to interrupt Su Mo's thoughts.

"stay home?"

Brother Meng was shocked.

Why don't you go out and stay here?

"Don't say anything, come with me..."

After thinking it over, Su Mo looked up cautiously at the soldiers patrolling far away, with his waist bowed, his speed increased to the extreme, and he rushed towards the small building next to him like a ghost.

The rest followed suit.

Without the slightest hesitation, he ran over.

Everyone held their breath, for fear of making a sound.

Even San'er, who was wearing an iron chain, tucked the iron chain into his crotch in order not to make a sound, gritted his teeth and fastened it tightly, endured the sharp pain of friction, and ran over desperately.

Compared with the waist, scratching the skin is nothing.

When the traditional craftsmanship is used too much, isn't it also scratched?

"Hoo... ph... ph!"

After Su Mo rushed in, he looked up at a brightly lit room. The whole small building was filled with a faint smell of blood. If you looked down carefully, you could even see dried blood on the ground.

No more guessing.

The place where the light is on in the small building must be Kar Yaozi's operating room.

To know.

The job of removing the kidney is not something that just anyone can do.

That requires a professional doctor.

This small building is likely to be the place where the doctor operates and lives.

"Search for them separately. Don't make a sound. I found the doctor and dragged them to the operating room with lights on."

He exhorted softly.

Su Mo pulled the fat man, and the two walked to a row of rooms on the left.

Brother Meng and the others were left in a daze.

"Fuck, Brother Meng, no one is watching us anymore, should we run away?"

"Snapped!"

Brother Meng didn't wait to speak.

Cao San'er on the side went up and gave this guy a big blow.

"Do you seem stupid? If people don't look at us, they won't be afraid of us running away. My waist is almost gone. Run away... Hurry up and find a doctor honestly. If you want to die, don't take us with you. "

"Yes, I can't get out if I run, find someone, and see what this Su Mo is going to do?"

Brother Meng nodded in relief, left a word, and walked to the right room by himself.

the other half.

Su Mo had already got into a room and fumbled on the bed for a while, feeling bad all over.

The bed is hot.

People are gone.

"Crunch..."

At this time.

The door to the side bathroom was pushed open.

With a "click", the whole room lit up.

A black doctor, seeing the two extra people in the room, froze in place, touched his head, and was about to shout.

Su Mo jumped over with a stride, raised his leg and gave a knee bump, covered the guy's mouth, waved at the fat man, and dragged him into the bathroom.

"Push the toilet, step on the horse, didn't flush it... Tell me, who are you? Are you a doctor?"

"puff!"

The black doctor raised his head and spit out a mouthful of water, staring at his blood-red eyes, crying and shouting

"Speak...slowly...speak slowly...Fake, my Chinese is not good, I speak too fast, I can't understand...God, don't be so rude, be gentle, be gentle, ok?"