Chapter 249: That Demon Caught Another Newbie?
Zhou Baiyu, still lying unconscious on the ground, only felt cold all over, as if he had entered a freezer, his consciousness continuously sinking.
When his consciousness gradually cleared, he suddenly realized that he was in the basement below the swimming pool.
Zhou Baiyu sat up from the operating table, gasping for breath, looking around the surroundings, touching his face: “Where is Xie Shuyao? My face isn’t injured? Was that just a dream from accidentally falling asleep?”
As he touched, he suddenly felt the sensation from his palm was off—why was his face furry, as if… it had grown fur?
Zhou Baiyu was startled, quickly looking at his palm, and suddenly discovered that his hand had somehow turned into a cat paw!
His body had also turned into a cat body!
Zhou Baiyu was shocked: “What’s going on? How did I turn into a cat?!”
At that moment, the operating room door was opened from outside, and heavy footsteps slowly walked in.
Zhou Baiyu turned back in terror, and what he saw was a monster with a dog head and human body!
The monster held a saw in its hand, limping toward him, and spoke in a cold voice: “This beast just scratched me, so let’s give it amputation surgery.”
The next second, a bulge appeared next to the dog head, and a calico cat’s head emerged from the bulge. The calico cat looked at him with full malice: “Amputation surgery alone isn’t enough? Gut it open and let’s see if its heart is black or red.”
Another bulge appeared next to the calico cat, and a faceless human head emerged: “I agree. We can also pump air into his buttocks—there’s an old saying that a prime minister’s stomach can hold a boat. I want to see how much air his stomach can hold!”
Listening to the monsters’ words, cold sweat beaded densely on Zhou Baiyu’s forehead. These things they said were exactly what he had once said—and even done—to the cats and dogs he had tortured to death.
Zhou Baiyu slowly retreated, then turned and ran.
He absolutely could not fall into the monsters’ hands! Otherwise, he would die! He would die!
The monster’s three heads all revealed ferocious twisted, perverted smiles: “Fool, you can’t escape.”
It reached out to grab Zhou Baiyu; this hand seemed to have built-in GPS positioning, able to grab him no matter where he hid.
Zhou Baiyu was like the cats and dogs he had once toyed with—he couldn’t escape no matter what. His heart filled with fear and despair as he kept shouting: “I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Don’t grab me! Don’t grab me!”
“No, you don’t know you were wrong.” The large palm grabbed him, pinching his neck and lifting him from the ground: “You know you’re about to die.”
They had tasted every torment in his hands, so naturally, they would make him suffer the same, enduring endless pain before it counted as revenge.
The large palm pressed Zhou Baiyu’s body onto the operating table, binding his struggling body with bandages, then raised the knife and stabbed fiercely at his stomach.
Zhou Baiyu’s shrill scream instantly echoed through the entire operating room…
In reality, Zhou Baiyu’s body convulsed violently, his face gradually turning pale, and a pool of blood slowly seeped out from beneath him…
At this time, in the other rooms by the swimming pool.
The cats and dogs seemed to smell the scent of blood, growing unusually restless.
In the innermost room, in a filthy cage reeking of stench, a pair of sisters huddled tightly together.
The sounds of commotion from outside soon reached their ears.
The little girl held in the slightly older girl’s arms opened her lifeless eyes slightly, speaking with a hint of expectation: “Sister, is someone here to save us? I-I think I heard that bad person screaming!”
The girl held her tightly, vigilantly staring toward the doorway without speaking, just gripping her hand.
A hoarse, grating laugh came from a cage on the other side: “No one will come save us. Give up on that thought.”
“Brother, how are you? Does your body still hurt?” The little girl wasn’t intimidated by the malice in his words and quickly asked softly.
“I won’t die. One of you is blind, the other mute—worry about whether you can survive the demon’s next torment first.” The boy snorted coldly, saying maliciously: “Maybe this time the demon is here to pick someone to torture again!”
The little girl’s body trembled in fear, not daring to speak, clinging tightly to the girl’s arm.
The girl patted her arm to comfort her, cold sweat also beading on her forehead.
Feng Jingcheng also carried Nan Yuanman to the other rooms. As he prepared to pick a door to open and check inside,
The recovered Nan Yuanman tugged his hand and pointed to the door at the deepest end of the corridor: “Brother, go to that room.”
“I smell other people’s scent.”
Feng Jingcheng instantly became vigilant. Could there be other accomplices in this basement besides Zhou Baiyu and the burly man?
He firmly protected Nan Yuanman in his arms, cautiously approaching the door, opening it at extreme speed, then dodging to the side, fearing an ambush from inside.
The imagined ambush didn’t appear; only an unbearable stench wafted out, along with suddenly heavy breathing.
The boy who had spoken so maliciously moments ago shrank back. He widened his eyes, staring intently at the doorway, his voice trembling slightly: “M-Mr. Zhou?”
In the other cage, another pair of sisters huddled tightly in the corner. The younger sister trembled violently, the older sister holding her tightly, glaring hatefully at the opened door.
When Feng Jingcheng heard the faint, weak childlike voices from inside, he froze.
The boy thought this was just another way Zhou Baiyu chose his torment targets. He glanced at the sisters in the corner, gritted his teeth, crawled on his belly toward the edge of the cage, and forced a smile on his dirty face: “I-I’m already recovered. I can continue cooperating with your experiment.”
“Pick me. I can survive much longer than that trash pair of sisters!”
The little girl couldn’t help crying out: “Brother…”
Nan Yuanman in Feng Jingcheng’s arms frowned, twisted her body to jump down from his arms, and walked toward the doorway.
When she saw the scene inside clearly, her steamed bun face instantly became very ugly.
The room was filled with many large cages, but most of them were now empty. The only two cages held four children.
One cage had two girls, the other had two boys.
The boy who had spoken had limbs twisted like a snake, crawling on his belly. The boy caged with him was curled in the corner, unknown if alive or dead.
The environment inside the cages was extremely poor, filthy and chaotic, and these children were unrecognizable from their original appearances.
When the boy saw Nan Yuanman at the doorway, his pupils shrank, a flash of despair in his eyes.
That demon had caught another newcomer.
