Chapter 374 Strange and Tragic Way of Dying

In the black prison building, in the quiet secret room.

Brom looked at the small room that was only forty square meters around, his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

With his arms bound, he struggled desperately in the handcuffs.

The hands bound by the strong shackles could not move.

But Brom struggled desperately regardless of the injury, but in a few moments, blood dripped from his entire wrist, and the red blood kept flowing down his thigh.

Intense pain was constantly hitting Brom's brain.

Perhaps it was the recent rebirth of the severed limbs that made him used to it, and he was mentally prepared, and this strange substance in the body would weaken the pain to a certain extent.

That's why Brom didn't faint from this severe pain.

But at this time, his face was still grim, his clenched teeth were about to shatter, and he was shaking his two bound arms like a madman.

If this scene is filmed, I think it will be more exciting than the person who saw the legs in Jigsaw 1.

Brom is so crazy at this time also because the resilience in his body is temporarily uncontrollable, and he is still unconsciously recovering the wound on his wrist.

Like this, he will only give up his previous achievements and suffer untold pain.

'Long pain is worse than short pain! ! ’

It was the only thought on Brom's mind at the moment.

At this time, the severe pain in his wrists almost made him give up, which is not something ordinary people can do at all.

The kind of thing that rips off his wrist alive, it makes people uncomfortable to think about it.

And Brom's eyes were bloodshot.

A 'quack! ' Crisp.

A few shards of teeth popped out of his mouth.

And the swing of the arms is getting bigger and bigger.

The layer of flesh on the wrist has been rubbed off, leaving only the bones of Bai Sensen connected to it.

"what!!"

Brom couldn't hold back his voice at this time,

cried out in pain.

With a forceful pull with both hands, 'ka thorn', the two bloody palms fell to the ground like this.

And that layer of lava-like flesh and blood tissue immediately covered the wound of the severed limb.

The pain that made Brom want to commit suicide also quickly diminished.

Finally, I can raise my hands and look at my solitary arms and the strange organization that rolls on them.

On his pale face, Brom could barely squeeze out a smile.

It's just this smile, with endless gloom.

He changed his mind, and with such power, he decided not to run away.

He wants to run out, and then kill the people in the black prison one by one, and he wants to kill everyone present today.

Especially the little bastard who kicked him and wanted to find his family, and the little girl he met during the day, none of them could be spared!

The new tissue on both hands is churning, and new palms slowly re-grow in it.

Brom was just a little confused as to why the freshmen's speed had become so slow.

But he didn't notice at all, the red-orange cracks on his face spread more and more.

He just swallowed and felt a sudden thirst.

As the palm gradually recovered, this thirst became stronger and stronger.

But within a few seconds, all the lips were dry and cracked, and the mouth was also dry to the extreme.

It's like a person who has escaped for a long time in the desert and is thirsty with only his last breath left.

The original messy thoughts in my mind finally left only one thought, "I want to drink water! Drink water!"

But now, the lower body and both feet are still locked.

Even on the table not far away, there is half a cup of pure water left to drink.

But for Brom at this time, it was all just a short distance away.

His eyes gradually lost focus, and even Brom's sanity began to gradually become confused.

In a hurry, he raised his still-unrecovered arm and took a bite.

The blood splattered all of a sudden and poured into Brom's mouth.

A trace of warm blood poured into his dry mouth, making his somewhat dizzy head slightly awake.

But this can't solve the problem at all, the sticky blood will only make him more uncomfortable.

Broom didn't think about why he was in this situation at all. At this time, he was a little crazy. He just wanted to go to the table, drink the half glass of water, and then rush out to eat and drink.

After struggling a few times again, I was sure that I really couldn't shake this layer of metal restraint on my body.

Crazy began to twist his ankles, trying to break his ankles again to get himself out.

If Zost saw such a crazy move, he would definitely call Brom a lunatic.

If you want to drink water, can you just tell him not to? Are you going to let him die of thirst?

After all, Brom is now the only test item. Although it is not valuable, it is quite memorable. Zost really does not want this person to die like this.

Broom doesn't care what Zost thinks in the end, and now he just wants to drink the half glass of water.

Under such a ferocious and frantic struggle, within a minute, only a thin layer of flesh and skin remained on the ankle.

With a hard effort, both ankles broke.

Brom supported his newly formed hands and pushed down.

Sure enough, without the hindrance of the soles of his feet, he was freed from this indestructible metal bondage.

Brom rolled over and fell to the ground, struggling to climb to the table a few meters away.

The crimson energy surging on his body became more and more powerful, and the crimson orange cracks on his body also increased, covering his whole body.

But at this time, Brom still had fatal injuries on his body, and his broken feet were still very scary.

The energy surged, and the originally gentle and stable crimson energy began to flicker on Brom's body.

But Brom crawled towards the table wholeheartedly, struggling all over, looking very painful.

Gradually, even if the response was extremely slow to Brom, he realized that something was wrong.

When his body froze, he was about to turn around and crawl towards the door. He was about to ask Zost for help. No matter what the final result was, it was most important to save his life first.

But he was still late, many steps too late.

During this period of time, he had many opportunities to stop this suicidal move, but he refused one by one, choosing such a road of no return that could not be turned back.

Before Brom turned around.

The red orange energy that had been surging on his body began to weaken crazily.

And the cracks that were originally embedded in the body were actually very real.

The originally radiant eyes instantly solidified, and even the small black and white eyeballs suddenly burst into a few cracks.

The next second, the body that was still active just momentarily pressed the pause button.

Countless red-orange cracks spread wildly on the body, turning Brom into a cracked porcelain that was too fragile to be used.

'bump'

There was a soft knock at the door.