Chapter 418

basement.

In a dark, damp and narrow room, about ten square meters, there were ten people crowded in it.

Sun Zhengkang and his party were locked in this narrow room.

It has been almost a day and a night since they were arrested and locked here.

After Sun Zhengkang was arrested, he knew that he was finished this time.

His daughter is still at home, and there are only two or three days' worth of food left at home.

Since his daughter wandered with him, Sun Zhengkang did not let his daughter stay at home alone for the night.

He knew that his daughter was very afraid of the dark, and even if he stayed out late, he would definitely go back.

However, this time, he will never go back.

Sun Zhengkang's heart is now in a mess, worried that his daughter will not be afraid if he doesn't go back.

"Let me out." The more Sun Zhengkang thought about it, the more frightened he became. He suddenly stood up and slammed the iron door with his hand.

"Stop shouting, we're all here, and I still want to go out." A voice came from the corner.

"Yeah, let's save your energy, do you know what this place is?" Another hoarse voice appeared in another corner.

"I don't know, it should be in the slave market. Except for those people in the slave market, who else dares to hunt recklessly near the settlement." An uncertain voice sounded.

"No way, slave market, then aren't we dead? I don't want to die yet." Apparently, when the man said that this was a slave farm, he was so frightened that he cried out, "Brothers, is there any way for you to escape from here? ?"

Everyone knows what it is about slaves, it is really inevitable, but what can be done?

At this time, another person sighed: "I hope this is a slave market, at least I can live longer."

"What do you mean?" someone retorted loudly, "what does it mean for a slave to live longer?"

"Hehe, being a slave will at least be sent to the slave market, and then sold to the needy. Even if it is used as cannon fodder, at least there will be a full meal to eat. However, if it is not in the slave market, but in a certain What about a laboratory? To give people experimental items, it would be better to die than life." The previous man obviously knew a little more, and when he talked about experimental items, he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"You...you're not talking about General Li's laboratory, are you?" The person who initially refuted him said in a trembling tone.

"What are you talking about? General Li is still doing experiments?" The person who asked the question was one of the group of people who accompanied Sun Zhengkang. When they came in, a group of people were already here.

Only the sound of Sun Zhengkang knocking on the iron door and his shouts were left in the room. After a while, the person who initially suspected that he was not in the slave farm said in a low voice: "If we were in General Li's laboratory, I suggest that if you have a choice, it is best to commit suicide, otherwise as an experiment, it will become worse than death."

suicide?

Who is willing to give up his life, and it is not confirmed whether this is a laboratory as he said.

When the topic of suicide appeared, everyone was rarely silent again.

"Perhaps, this is the slave market? Don't those slave hunters like to capture lonely humans?" Someone raised an objection.

Maybe everyone doesn't want to be an experiment in a laboratory for some reason, and surprisingly there is no refutation.

But no matter where it is, it is useless, being caught, as a prisoner, there is no personal freedom.

"Let me out, my daughter is still waiting for me at home, you bastards." Sun Zhengkang ignored the people behind him, and knocked on the iron door intently, hoping to attract the attention of the gatekeeper.

"Xiao Sun, you've been knocking here all day and night, so save your energy." The accomplices who were talking with Sun Zhengkang obviously knocked on the iron door every once in a while, preventing them from having a good rest.

At first, everyone didn't pay much attention to the sound of Sun Zhengkang knocking on the iron door, and even hoped that he could attract people to come.

But yesterday someone threw some food through the iron window, and no one else came.

And because of the topic of their chat just now, the atmosphere in the room was not quite right, and the noise made by Sun Zhengkang sounded in his ears, which was even more disturbing.

Here, there are bachelors, but there are also people who care about them outside. Who is so crazy like Sun Zhengkang.

Sun Zhengkang ignored it, bang bang bang, still knocking on the iron door with his fist, knocking the iron door loudly.

"Okay, don't knock, it's too noisy." Suddenly, at this moment, there was a shout outside the door.

Sun Zhengkang didn't seem to hear the other party's words, and was still knocking on the iron door.

The iron door was opened, and a beam of light from outside shot into the room, illuminating the dark room.

The people hiding inside were used to the dark and dark room, and suddenly there was a beam of light, which made people couldn't help but close their eyes, and it took a while to get used to the light.

The iron door opened, and there was still an iron fence blocking the door of the room.

At this time, two figures appeared at the iron gate, and the lights elongated their figures and illuminated the walls of the room.

One of them looked at Sun Zhengkang who was standing at the door and shouted loudly, "You were just knocking on the iron door."

When Sun Zhengkang saw someone coming, he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Brother, please let me out, I can give you anything you need. I still have a lot of energy spar at home."

"I'm letting you out, are you afraid that you haven't woken up?" The man laughed, and suddenly he stabbed Sun Zhengkang with the electric baton in his hand, and said grimly: "Do you know where this place is? You are still bargaining with me. Counter-offer. Just like you, what kind of energy spar can you have?"

Sun Zhengkang lowered his head and didn't see the other party's movements at all. His face was directly stabbed by the electric baton.

"what."

Sun Zhengkang couldn't help screaming, and the whole person fell to the ground, only to avoid the opponent's continued attack.

This electric baton is not just for decoration, the electric baton that hit Sun Zhengkang just now is charged.

"Ah, Nima, this is the pain that makes you scream like that. There will be a time when you feel better." The man scowled, the electric baton in his hand chased after him, and stabbed Sun Zhengkang's body. Sun Zhengkang rolled sideways again, dodging the opponent's attack.

"This eldest brother, please, I have a six-year-old daughter outside, waiting for me to take care of it." Sun Zhengkang knelt on the ground and kept kowtow toward the gate.

dong dong dong.

Sun Zhengkang seemed to be dying, and his forehead turned red.

He knows that the possibility of him leaving here is very low, but he is willing to try it, in case, if the other party is really willing to let him out.