Chapter 2: The Beast in Distress

  Fatso was stunned for a moment and looked at the middle of the factory with all his might.

  That was the only place in the house where sunlight came in, and that stain of blood was too conspicuous.

  Fatso frowned and asked: "Was it you who killed him?"

  Xiao Feng shook his head desperately and said: "No, it's not like that. When I woke up, he was already in that state."

  The fatty narrowed his eyes, looking even more ferocious.

  But suddenly another bitter laugh, scolding: "Damn it's unlucky!"

  The fat man walked over to the "corpse", squatted down, stretched out two fingers and touched the other's Adam's apple for a moment.

  Frowning and saying: "Dying soon, pulse is very weak"

  Xiao Feng asked in confusion: "You... haven't lost your memory? You still remember? Then do you know who I am? And who is he?"

  The fatty was also stunned for a moment, raised his hand to look at his fingers, and wondered: "I... I don't remember anything, why do I understand all this?"

  Covering his own head, Fatso suffered for a while before suddenly becoming stunned.

  He was turned over and found two bullet holes in his shoulder and right lung.

  There is no exit wound on his back, proving that the bullet did not pass through.

  He turned his head and took a glance at the gun in Xiaofeng's hand.

  His eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, although... they were originally very hard to see.

  "Are you saying this gun was taken from his hand?"

  The dawn nodded slightly and looked good.

  Fatso said: "That...the gun that shot him, whose is it?!"

  Dawn strongly looked around in all directions.

  The gun in hand was raised, and the surrounding chaos was brushed aside.

  The fatty snorted and said, "Don't bother, you don't even have insurance, you won't use the gun anyway, give it to me."

  The fat man's words and deeds now are completely different from his previous madness.

  Moreover... it always gives Xiaofeng a 'very formidable' feeling.

  He lowered his head and looked at the pistol in his hand, he knew that now... nothing was clear, among these people, who were the bad guys and who were the good guys, and who exactly had brought him here, he didn't have a clue.

  So it's better to keep guns in one's own hands.

  After searching for a while on the gun, Xiaofeng found something that looked like a switch on it. He pulled it down and heard a "click" sound.

  He tried to test whether this was just opening the 'insurance', so he directly moved a little.

  Wow! ~

  The huge sound, in this enclosed spacious space, is so deafening.

  "What the f**k! Are you crazy?! What are you randomly shooting at? What if you hit me?!"

  The fatty patted himself vigorously and then sat down on the ground with a weak flip of his white eyes. Fortunately, he didn't get hit.

  Dawn was stunned, just a moment ago, he felt a tremendous force suddenly transmitted to his hand, the gun bolt popped out and hit his belly, followed by a burst of white smoke flashing in front of him, a red light first hit the ground in this space, then bounced back, collided with several machines a few times, and then flew away somewhere.

  The chirping sounds never cease from one's ears.

  Painfully, he hastily released the trigger, and with a trembling hand, he lifted up his clothes to take a look... it was purple.

  A burst of pain in his mouth.

  "You're a madman! A complete lunatic! Give me the gun, so you don't accidentally shoot me!"

  Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow and slightly lifted the muzzle of his gun, tilting his head to ask Fatso, "Are you sure you want to talk to me in this tone?"

  Fatso was taken aback, then put down his hand and raised both hands above his head, saying helplessly: "Alright, alright, you have a gun, now you're the boss, okay, you bastard, remember this!"

  Xiao Feng felt that he was being very domineering.

  Too excited, holding a gun and making several poses, couldn't help but laugh, mouth corners raised to the earlobe.

  But just then, from somewhere behind his head, a voice sounded.

  "Is there... someone?"

  Xiao Feng and Pangzi suddenly turned their heads around, looking in the direction where the sound came from.

  But all I found was a pile of rotten cloth hanging in mid-air with many metal parts inside.

  That should be a 'cableway', and the end of the rope is that crusher.

  After staring for half a day, I suddenly discovered that on top of that pile of metal, a hand was sticking out.

  "What the fuck! How many people are here?!"

  The fat boy couldn't help but mutter a good-looking sentence.

  Xiao Feng looked around and then ran to a metal pillar with two suspicious buttons on it, one red and one green.

  As soon as he pressed the green button, a rattling sound came from the chain in the air, and the tattered net fell down.

  Just then, Fatso rushed over and opened Xiaofeng's arm with a loud shout: "What the hell are you doing?!"

  Xiao Feng said: "I want to put him down"

  "Oh my god... Can't you use your brain for once? Why did you put him down? Do you know if he's a good person or a bad person?"

  The fat man's face was scrunched up in a heap, gazing at Xiaofeng with a mixture of helplessness and anger.

  Xiao Feng was unhappy at that time.

  Tilting his head and shaking the gun in his hand, he said: "Hey?! I'm telling you, you should know that I don't like your tone right now!"

  Fatty wanted to cry but had no tears, and was so angry he could have sat Xiaofeng to death.

  "Alright, you're the boss! But... I think we've both lost our memories now. There's still someone who's about to die in here, and there must be a second gun inside this room too. So... before you put him down, shouldn't you consider whether he'll pose a threat to us?"

  Xiao Feng blinked his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Nonsense!"

  Then, ignoring the fat man's murderous gaze, he stroked his chin and muttered: "According to what I said... now... because the situation is unclear, it can't be determined whether the person above is a friend or an enemy, so... let's not put him down for now, what do you think?"

  Fatso was wailing in his heart.

  I think it's just a piece of crap! That's obviously what I said earlier, isn't it?!

  But seeing the handgun shaking in his hand, the fat man compromised once again.

  He found out that the guy in front of him... wasn't a madman, but an idiot.

  A person who opens fire without hesitation and gets excited after the shot, rather than being frightened.

  Fatso no longer dares to guarantee that this guy won't, due to a disagreement, directly shoot and settle his 200-pound self right here.

  Taking a deep breath, Fatso squeezed out a faint smile and nodded: "Alright, this is indeed a good idea, let's do it as you said."

  Xiao Feng walked to the lower part of the bundle, which was already very close to the ground, and jumped up to take a look.

  This is what the unlucky guy looks like.

  Pointed mouth monkey cheek

  But if it were applied to this person, it would no longer be an adjective, but an exceptionally apt description.

  Just looking at it gives people a feeling of 'incomplete evolution'.

  "Quickly save me...!"

  The voice was very weak, but there was a hint of cunning in it.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Do you have any weapons on you?"

  That man shook his head with difficulty.

  Suddenly another fright, then shrinking his neck, looking around, with a cold sweat appearance, said in a very small voice: "Quick... quick put me down, here... here has ghost!"

  Xiao Feng was startled and hastily looked around in all directions.

  He himself was taken aback, and with a burst of courage, he shouted: "Less nonsense! Where did this ghost come from? Are there really ghosts in this world? Ridiculous! The more you talk like that, the less I'll let you down!"

  The sharp-mouthed monkey's face turned pale with pain, gritted his teeth and exclaimed in panic: "It's all over! We can't get out of here, we're going to die!"

  Xiao Feng snorted and muttered: "Neurosis!"

  He said and left here, walking towards another corner of this factory.

  There's a neurosis over there, and someone stuck in the machine over here. In between...there's someone who is about to die, reeking of blood, and next to him, there's a fat guy who looks like an evil spirit.

  Now that I have a gun in my hand, the other party will 'give in'. If I'm not careful and it's taken away from me, I might become another corpse in this house.

  The direction of the morning breeze is towards the door.

  There is a rolling shutter door about 6-7 meters wide and 3-4 meters high.

  The white iron sheet looks very out of place.

  Walking to the door, I bowed my head and saw a big lock on the ground.

  The lock head also has an iron ring connected to the ground, at least as thick as a baby's arm.

  The lock is rusty all over, and part of the lock core is also rusted, it's obvious that it hasn't been opened for a long time.

  He raised the gun butt and knocked on it twice. The sound of "dang dang" had no echo, obviously a solid real thing.

  He lifted up that lock with one hand, and it was incredibly heavy, weighing at least over ten kilograms.

  Dawn wind did not know that there was such a big lock head in the world.

  Looking at the hand full of rust, she couldn't help but take a sniff, which smelled particularly like blood, making Xiaofeng's back hair stand on end, and she quickly wiped her hand on her pants.

  Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the pocket of his pants.

  Just about to take it out and have a look, but then I heard footsteps coming from behind!

  He hastily stopped this action, inexplicably, as if it were a kind of intuition.

  Xiao Feng didn't want others to know that he had something in his pocket.

  Turning his head, he found it was that fat guy.

  Fatso said: "I've tried this door, it's very solid, damn! I don't know what kind of factory this is, so perverted, to make a rolling shutter door that's actually made of pure steel, can't even break it open, more solid than the wall"

  He pointed to the other side and said: "There's a hole there, it was knocked out by a car. I just went to take a look, I couldn't push it alone, let's try together?"

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow, feeling somewhat puzzled in his heart.

  Saying that... this guy has done so many things? Is it possible... he woke up earlier than himself? Then... why didn't he take the gun? Why... didn't he wake everyone up? And why... after finding a way out so calmly, did he suddenly go crazy and attract his own attention, only to become calm again afterwards?

  Glanced unintentionally at the fat guy.

  "Alright, let's go take a look then."

  He stretched out his hand and let the fat man lead the way in front of him.

  Deng Pangzi walked up, and he hurriedly lifted the hem of his own clothes, using his teeth to tear open a slit, tearing off a strip of cloth. When Deng Pangzi turned his head in doubt, he had already lowered his head and used the cloth strip to wrap his palm and gun together.

  The fat man narrowed his eyes, curled up the corner of his mouth in a cold smile, turned his head away, and didn't say a word.

  Walk forward and turn around a very large machine.

  Suddenly clear and bright.

  There was indeed a truck that crashed into this factory building, breaking through the wall and scattering debris everywhere.

  The place where the car and wall meet, soft light shines through.

  Look at this sunlight, it should be after noon already.

  Soft and warm yellow.

  The truck is not very big.

  But the front bumper is cast iron, looking like many parts are spliced together, shabby, but sturdy at a glance.

  The tire may be flat.

  The fat man walked to one side of the car and tried to open the door, but it was blocked by the wall next to it and couldn't be pulled open.

  Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly walked forward, waving his arms and knocking violently on the windshield with the gun butt.

  But apart from the loud noise, no trace was left behind, and it was Xiao Feng's arm that was shaken to be sore.

  No wonder this car crashed into the wall and made a hole in it, but the windshield didn't shatter. Could it be... bulletproof?

  He turned around and walked to the car door, although it couldn't be opened, but the window was exposed more than half.

  He raised his arm and knocked again violently.

  With a crack, the glass shattered into fragments and cracked in all directions.

  With another burst of effort, a loud whooshing sound was heard, and it transformed into a large cluster of round particles that fell down beautifully.

  Xiao Feng struggled upwards with all his might, but because one hand was tied to the gun, it seemed a bit laborious.

  The fatty flipped his eyes and came around, directly grabbing his legs.

  Xiao Feng was shocked and shouted loudly: "You... what are you going to do?!"

  Fatso raised an eyebrow, and with a swift motion of both hands, Xiaofeng "rose into the clouds" from the car window and fell onto the seat.

  After struggling and twisting for a while, he finally squeezed into the driver's seat.

  Took a deep breath, and subconsciously reached for the keyhole.

  He was stunned.

  It seems... before losing my memory, I could drive a car.

  And... there is no key in the car.

  He hastily searched all around, the small compartments on top, near the car seat, every place that could hold something, had been searched.

  It's just nothing.

  "There is no key!"

  The fat man frowned and shouted: "Then put down your hands and let's try pushing it together!"

  Dawn was stunned and turned her head to look at her right hand, only to find that it had indeed been pulled up.

  Why does a car that crashes through a wall and into a house get towed away?

  Could it be... this car was put on top and it wasn't an accident? But rather... intentional?

  Shook his head and read the whole text.

  The dawn wind came out of the car again.

  The fat man has already found a thick iron rod and inserted it under the car.

  "Come on, you lift this up with all your might, I'll push from the side."

  Xiao Feng nodded, this was indeed a good idea, something that couldn't be pushed... had to be 'pried'.

  He shouldered the iron bar and glanced at Fatty before suddenly exerting force with both legs.

  Squeak! ~

  The sound of continuous tooth grinding came from the point of friction.

  Fatso exerted himself at the same time, let out a loud whoop, and then stuck his face against the windshield, pushing forward with all his might.

  Wow~

  Moved?!!

  Although slight, it has indeed moved a bit.

  "Hey, don't relax, I'll change feet!" Fatso exclaimed hastily.

  The fatty had just relaxed his strength a bit, and that iron rod suddenly became many times heavier.

  As if to split the dawn wind in two, it pierced directly into the flesh.

  But Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes, and with a sudden burst of strength in both legs, the veins on his neck bulged out, yet he didn't retreat by even a single inch.

  The fat man also turned his hand over and made another effort forward.

  The car backed up a bit further.

  As the fat man changed hands each time, the force of the iron rod on Xiao Feng's shoulder would increase a lot.

  Finally...

  *crunch*

  A cracking sound of dislocated bones.

  Because of using too much force, Xiaofeng's shoulder completely dislocated!

  "My goodness!"

  Xiao Feng suddenly flipped over and fell directly to the ground, covering his shoulder, with sweat dripping down his face.

  The fatty, without the support of Xiao Feng's iron rod, was also powerless and was knocked back, stumbling backward for several steps before sitting down on the ground.

  He let out a sigh of relief and forced a smile, saying: "It's okay, let's take a break and continue later..."

  He had said half of it and then he couldn't say anything more.

  Even Xiao Feng had forgotten his wails.

  Because they saw clearly that the car, which had already been pushed out about half a meter, actually... slowly and steadily, 'crawled' back in.

  It returned to its original position, stopped with a "click", and then came two more "clicks".

  Xiao Feng suddenly jumped up and ran to the car window, looking inside. That handbrake... had been pulled up again!!!! The fatty was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the middle of the factory.

  That was the only place in the house where sunlight came in, and that stain of blood was too conspicuous.

  Fatso frowned and asked: "Was it you who killed him?"

  Xiao Feng shook his head desperately and said: "No, it's not like that. When I woke up, he was already in that state."

  The fatty narrowed his eyes, looking even more fierce and handsome.

  But suddenly another bitter laugh, cursed: "Damn it's unlucky!"

  The fat man walked over to the "corpse", squatted down, stretched out two fingers and touched the other's Adam's apple for a moment.

  Frowning and saying: "Dying soon, pulse is very weak"

  Xiao Feng asked in confusion: "You... haven't lost your memory? You still remember? Then do you know who I am? And who is he?"

  The fatty was also stunned for a moment, raised his hand to look at his fingers, and wondered: "I... I don't remember anything, why do I understand all this?"

  Covering his own head, Fatso suffered for a while before suddenly becoming stunned.

  He was turned over and found to have two bullet holes in his shoulder and right lung.

  There is no exit wound on his back, proving that the bullet did not pass through.

  He turned his head and took a glance at the gun in Xiaofeng's hand.

  His eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, although... they were originally very hard to see.

  "Are you saying this gun was taken from his hand?"

  Xiao Feng nodded slightly.

  Fatso said: "That...the gun that shot him, whose is it?!"

  Dawn strongly looked around in all directions.

  The gun in hand was raised, and the surrounding chaos was brushed aside.

  The fatty snorted and said, "Don't bother, you don't even have insurance, you won't use the gun anyway, give it to me."

  The words and deeds of the fat man now are completely different from his previous madness.

  Moreover... it always gives Xiaofeng a 'very formidable' feeling.

  He lowered his head and looked at the pistol in his hand, he knew that now... nothing was clear, among these people, who were the bad guys and who were the good guys, and who exactly had brought him here, he didn't have a clue.

  So it's better to keep guns in one's own hands.

  After searching for a while on the gun, Xiaofeng found something that looked like a switch on it. He pulled it down and heard a "click".

  He tried to test whether this was just opening 'insurance', so he directly ticked it off.

  Wow! ~

  The huge sound, in this enclosed spacious space, is so deafening.

  "What the f**k! Are you crazy?! What are you randomly shooting at? What if you hit me?!"

  The fatty patted himself vigorously and then sat down on the ground with a weak roll of his eyes. Fortunately, he didn't get hit.

  Dawn was stunned, just a moment ago, he felt a tremendous force suddenly transmitted to his hand, the gun bolt popped out and hit his belly, followed by a burst of white smoke flashing in front of him, a red light first hit the ground in this space, then bounced back, collided with several machines a few times, and then flew to who knows where.

  The chirping sounds never cease from one's ears.

  Painfully, he hastily released the trigger, and with a trembling hand, he lifted his clothes to take a look... it was purple.

  A mouthful of pain.

  "You're a complete lunatic! Give me the gun, so you won't accidentally shoot me!"

  Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow and slightly lifted the muzzle of his gun, tilting his head to ask Fatso: "Are you sure you want to talk to me in this tone?"

  Fatso was taken aback, then put down his hand and raised both hands above his head, saying helplessly: "Alright, alright, you have a gun, now you're the boss, okay, you bastard, remember this!"

  Xiao Feng felt that he was being very domineering.

  Too excited, holding a gun and making several moves, couldn't help but laugh, mouth corners raised to the earlobe.

  But just then, from somewhere behind his head, a voice sounded.

  "Is there... someone?"

  Xiao Feng and Pangzi suddenly turned their heads around, looking in the direction where the sound came from.

  But all I found was a pile of rotten cloth hanging in mid-air with many metal parts inside.

  That should be a 'cableway', and the end of the rope is that crusher.

  After staring for half a day, I suddenly discovered that on top of that pile of metal, a hand was sticking out.

  "What the fuck! How many people are here?!"

  The fatty couldn't help but mutter a sentence.

  Xiao Feng looked around and then ran to a metal pillar with two suspicious buttons on it, one red and one green.

  As soon as he pressed the green button, a rattling sound came from the chain in the air, and the tattered net fell down.

  Just then, Fatso rushed over and opened Xiaofeng's arm with a loud shout: "What the hell are you doing? You're so bold!"

  Xiao Feng said: "I want to put him down"

  "Oh my god... Can't you use your brain for once? Why did you put him down? Do you know if he's a good person or a bad person?"

  The fat man's face was scrunched up in a heap, gazing at Xiaofeng with a mixture of helplessness and anger.

  Xiao Feng was unhappy at that time.

  Tilting his head and shaking the gun in his hand, he said: "Hey?! I'm telling you, you should know that I don't like your tone right now!"

  Fatty wanted to cry but had no tears, and was so angry he could have sat Xiaofeng to death.

  "Alright, you're the boss! But... I think we've both lost our memories now. There's still someone who's about to die in here, and there must be a second gun inside this room too. So... before you put him down, shouldn't you consider whether he'll pose a threat to us?"

  Xiao Feng blinked his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Nonsense!"

  Then, ignoring the fat man's murderous gaze, he stroked his chin and muttered: "According to what I said... now... because the situation is unclear, it can't be determined whether the person above is a friend or an enemy, so... let's not put him down for now, what do you think?"

  Fatso was already wailing in his heart.

  I think? I think it's just a fart! That was obviously what I said earlier, wasn't it?!

  But seeing the handgun shaking in his hand, the fat man compromised once again.

  He found out that the guy in front of him... wasn't a madman, but an idiot.

  A person who opens fire without hesitation and gets excited after the shot is fired, rather than being frightened.

  Fatso no longer dares to guarantee that this guy won't, due to a disagreement, directly shoot himself and make a good show of his 200 pounds here.

  Taking a deep breath, Fatso squeezed out a faint smile and nodded: "Alright, this is indeed a good idea, let's do it as you said."

  Xiao Feng walked to the lower part of the bundle, which was already very close to the ground, and jumped up to take a look.

  It wasn't until now that I saw what this unlucky guy looked like.

  Pointed mouth monkey cheek

  But if it were applied to this person, it would no longer be an adjective, but an exceptionally apt description.

  Just looking at it gives people a feeling of 'incomplete evolution'.

  "Quickly save me...!"

  The voice was very weak, but there was a hint of cunning in it.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Do you have any weapons on you?"

  That man shook his head with difficulty.

  Suddenly another fright, then shrinking his neck, looking around, with a cold sweat appearance, said in a very small voice: "Quick... quick put me down, here... here has ghost!"

  Xiao Feng was startled and hastily looked around in all directions.

  He himself was taken aback, and with a burst of courage, he shouted: "Less nonsense! Where did this ghost come from? Are there really ghosts in this world? What a joke! The more you talk like that, the less I'll let you down!"

  The sharp-mouthed monkey's face turned pale with pain, gritted his teeth and exclaimed in panic: "It's all over! We can't get out of here, we're going to die!"

  Xiao Feng snorted and muttered: "Neurosis!"

  Saying so, he left here and walked towards another corner of this factory building.

  There's a neurosis over there, and someone stuck in the machine over here. In between...there's someone who is about to die, full of bloodstains. And next to him, there's a fat guy who looks like an evil spirit.

  Now that I have a gun in my hand, the other party will 'give in'. If I'm not careful and it's taken away from me, I might become another corpse in this house.

  The direction of the morning breeze is towards the door.

  There is a rolling shutter door about 6-7 meters wide and 3-4 meters high.

  The white iron sheet looks very out of place.

  Walking to the door, I bowed my head and saw a large lock on the ground.

  The lock head also has an iron ring connected to the ground, at least as thick as a baby's arm.

  The lock is rusty all over, and part of the lock core is also rusted, apparently it has not been opened for a long time.

  He raised the gun stock and knocked on it twice. The sound was dull, with no echo, obviously a solid real thing.

  He lifted up that lock with one hand, and it was incredibly heavy, weighing at least several dozen catties.

  Dawn wind did not know that there was such a big lock in the world.

  Looking at the rusty hand, she couldn't help but take a sniff, which smelled particularly like blood, making Xiaofeng's back hair stand on end, and he quickly wiped his hand on his pants leg twice.

  Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the pocket of his pants.

  Just about to take it out and have a look, but then heard footsteps coming from behind!

  He hastily stopped this action, inexplicably, as if it were a kind of intuition.

  Xiao Feng didn't want others to know that he had something in his pocket.

  Turning his head, he found it was that fat guy.

  Fatso said: "I've tried this door, it's very solid, damn! I don't know what kind of factory this is, so perverted, to make a rolling shutter door that's pure steel, can't even break it, more solid than the wall"

  He pointed to the other side and said: "There's a hole there, it was knocked out by a car. I just went to take a look, I couldn't push it alone, let's try together?"

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow, feeling somewhat puzzled in his heart.

  Saying that... this guy has done so many things? Is it possible... he woke up earlier than himself? Then... why didn't he take the gun? Why... didn't he wake everyone up? And why... after finding a way out so calmly, did he suddenly go crazy and attract his own attention, only to become calm again afterwards?

  Glanced unintentionally at the fat guy.

  "Alright, let's go take a look then."

  He stretched out his hand and let the fat man lead the way in front of him.

  Deng Pangzi walked away, and he hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes, using his teeth to tear open a slit, tearing off a strip of cloth. When Deng turned his head in doubt, he had already lowered his head and wrapped the palm of his hand and gun with the cloth strip together.

  The fatty narrowed his eyes, curled up the corner of his mouth in a cold smile, turned his head away, and didn't say a word.

  Walk forward and turn around a very large machine.

  Suddenly clear and bright.

  There was indeed a truck that crashed into this factory building, breaking through the wall and scattering debris everywhere.

  The place where the car meets the wall is transparent with soft light and looks good.

  Look at this sunlight, it should be after noon already.

  Soft and warm yellow light.

  The truck is not very big.

  But the front bumper is cast iron, looking like many parts are spliced together, shabby, but sturdy at a glance.

  The tire may be flat.

  The fat man walked to one side of the car and tried to open the door, but it was blocked by the wall beside him and he couldn't pull it open no matter how hard he tried.

  Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly walked forward, waving his arms and knocking violently on the windshield with the gun butt.

  But apart from the loud noise, no trace was left behind, and it was Xiao Feng's arm that was shaken to be sore.

  No wonder this car crashed into the wall and made a hole in it, but the windshield didn't shatter. Could it be... bulletproof?

  He turned around and walked to the car door, although it couldn't be opened, but the window was exposed more than half.

  He raised his arm and knocked again violently.

  With a crack, the glass shattered into fragments and cracked in all directions.

  With another burst of energy, a loud whooshing sound was heard, and it transformed into a large cluster of spherical particles that scattered down.

  Xiao Feng struggled upwards with all his might, but because one hand was tied to the gun, it seemed a bit laborious.

  The fatty flipped his eyes and came around, directly grabbing his legs.

  Xiao Feng was shocked and shouted loudly: "You... what are you going to do?!"

  The fatty pouted again, and with a swift motion of his hands, Xiaofeng "rose into the clouds" from the car window and fell onto the seat in a daze.

  After struggling and twisting for a while, he finally squeezed into the driver's seat.

  Took a deep breath, and subconsciously reached for the keyhole.

  He was stunned.

  It seems... I could drive before losing my memory.

  And... there is no key in the car.

  He hastily searched around, the small grid above, near the car seat, every place that could hold things, had been searched.

  It's just nothing.

  "There is no key!"

  The fat man frowned and shouted: "Then put down your hands and let's push it together to try"

  Dawn winded and turned her head to look at her right hand side, only to find that... it was indeed being pulled up.

  Why does a car that crashes through a wall and into a house get towed away?

  Could it be... this car was put on top and it wasn't an accident? But rather... intentional?

  Shook his head.

  The dawn wind came out of the car again.

  The fat man has already found a thick iron rod and inserted it under the car.

  "Come on, you lift this up with all your might, I'll push from the side."

  Xiao Feng nodded, this was indeed a good idea, things that couldn't be pushed... needed to be 'pried'.

  He shouldered the iron bar and glanced at the fatty before suddenly exerting all his strength with both legs.

  Squeak! ~

  The sound of continuous tooth grinding came from the point of friction.

  Fatso exerted himself at the same time, let out a loud whoop, and then stuck his face against the windshield, pushing forward with all his might.

  Wow!

  Moved?!!

  Although slight, it has indeed moved a bit.

  "Hey, don't relax, I'll change feet!" Fatso exclaimed hastily.

  The fatty had just relaxed his strength a bit, and that iron rod suddenly became many times heavier.

  As if to split the dawn wind in two, it pierced directly into the flesh.

  But Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and suddenly exerted force with both legs, the veins on his neck bulging out, yet he didn't retreat by a single thread.

  The fat man also turned over his hand and launched forward again.

  The car backed up a bit more.

  With each exchange of hands by Fatty, the force exerted on Xiao Feng's shoulders by the iron rod would increase greatly.

  Finally...

  *crunch*

  A cracking sound of dislocated bones.

  Because of using too much force, Xiaofeng's shoulder completely dislocated!

  "My goodness!"

  Xiao Feng suddenly flipped over and fell directly to the ground, covering his shoulder, with sweat dripping down his face.

  The fatty, without the support of Xiao Feng's iron rod, was also powerless and was knocked back, stumbling backward for several steps before sitting down on the ground.

  He let out a sigh of relief and forced a smile, saying: "It's okay, let's take a break and continue later..."

  He said half of it and then couldn't say anything more.

  Even Xiao Feng has forgotten to wail.

  Because they saw clearly that the car, which had already been pushed out about half a meter, actually... slowly and steadily, 'drilled' back in.

  It returned to its original position, stopped with a "click", and then came two more "clicks".

  Xiao Feng suddenly jumped up and ran to the car window, looking inside. The handbrake... had been pulled up again!!!! The fatty was stunned for a moment, then looked at the middle of the factory.

  That was the only place in the house where sunlight came in, and that stain of blood was too conspicuous.

  Fatso frowned and asked: "Did you kill him?"

  Xiao Feng shook his head desperately and said: "No, it's not like that. When I woke up, he was already in that state."

  The fatty narrowed his eyes, looking even more ferocious.

  But suddenly another bitter laugh, scolded: "Damn it's unlucky!"

  The fat man walked over to the "corpse", squatted down, stretched out two fingers and touched the other's Adam's apple for a while.

  Frowning and saying: "Dying soon, pulse is very weak"

  Xiao Feng asked in confusion: "You... haven't lost your memory? You still remember? Then do you know who I am? And who is he?"

  The fatty was also stunned for a moment, raised his hand to look at his fingers, and wondered: "I... I don't remember anything, why do I understand all this?"

  Covering his own head, Fatty suffered for a while, and suddenly he was stunned.

  He was turned over and found to have two bullet holes in his shoulder and right lung.

  There is no exit wound on his back, proving that the bullet did not pass through.

  He turned his head and took a glance at the gun in Xiaofeng's hand.

  His eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, although... they were originally very hard to see.

  "Are you saying this gun was taken from his hand?"

  Xiao Feng nodded slightly.

  Fatso said: "That...the gun that shot him, whose is it?!"

  Dawn strongly looked around in all directions.

  The gun in hand was raised, and the surrounding chaos was brushed aside.

  The fatty snorted and said, "Don't bother, you don't even have insurance, you won't use the gun at all, give it to me."

  The fat man's words and deeds now are completely different from his previous madness.

  Moreover... it always gives Xiaofeng a 'very formidable' feeling.

  He lowered his head and looked at the pistol in his hand, he knew that now... nothing was clear, among these people, who were the bad guys and who were the good guys, and who exactly had brought him here, he didn't have a clue.

  So it's better to keep a handgun in one's own hands for a good look.

  After searching for a while on the gun, Xiaofeng found something that looked like a switch on it. He pulled it down and heard a "click".

  He tried to test whether this was just opening the 'insurance', so he directly moved a little.

  Wow! ~

  The huge sound, in this enclosed spacious space, is so deafening.

  "What the f**k! Are you crazy?! What are you randomly shooting at? What if you hit me?!"

  The fatty patted himself vigorously and then sat down on the ground with a weak roll of his eyes. Fortunately, he didn't get hit.

  Dawn was stunned, just a moment ago, he felt a tremendous force suddenly transmitted to his hand, the gun bolt popped out and hit his belly, followed by a burst of white smoke flashing in front of him, a red light first hit the ground in this space, then bounced back, collided with several machines a few times, and then flew to who knows where.

  The chirping sounds never cease from one's ears.

  Painfully, he hastily released the trigger, and with a trembling hand, he lifted his clothes to take a look... it was purple.

  A mouthful of pain.

  "You're a madman! A complete lunatic! Hand over the gun, or you'll end up shooting me by mistake!"

  Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow and slightly lifted the muzzle of his gun, tilting his head to ask Fatso, "Are you sure you want to talk to me in this tone?"

  Fatso was taken aback, then put down his hand and raised both hands above his head, saying helplessly: "Alright, alright, you have a gun, now you're the boss, okay, you bastard, remember this!"

  Xiao Feng felt that he was being very domineering.

  Too excited, holding a gun and making several moves, can't help but laugh, mouth corners all the way to the ears.

  But just then, from somewhere behind his head, a voice sounded.

  "Is there... someone?"

  Xiao Feng and Pangzi suddenly turned their heads around, looking in the direction where the sound came from.

  But all I found was a pile of rotten cloth hanging in mid-air with many metal parts inside.

  That should be a 'cableway', and the end of the rope is that crusher.

  After staring for half a day, I suddenly discovered that on top of that pile of metal, a hand was sticking out.

  "What the fuck! How many people are here?!"

  The fatty couldn't help but mutter a sentence.

  Xiao Feng looked around and then ran to a metal pillar with two suspicious buttons on it, one red and one green.

  As soon as he pressed the green button, a rattling sound came from the chain in the air, and the tattered net fell down.

  Just then, Fatso rushed over and opened Xiaofeng's arm with a loud shout: "What the hell are you doing?!"

  Xiao Feng said: "I want to put him down"

  "Oh my god... Can't you use your brain for once? Why did you put him down? Do you know if he's a good person or a bad person?"

  The fat man's face was scrunched up in a heap, gazing at Xiaofeng with a mixture of helplessness and anger.

  Xiao Feng was unhappy at that time.

  Tilting his head and shaking the gun in his hand, he said: "Hey? Full text! I'm telling you, you should know that I don't like your current tone!"

  Fatty wanted to cry but had no tears, and was so angry he could have sat Xiaofeng to death.

  "Alright, you're the boss! But... I think we've both lost our memories, and there's someone who's about to die soon. And this house definitely has another gun inside, so... shouldn't you think twice before putting him down, whether he'll be a threat to us or not?"

  Xiao Feng blinked his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Nonsense!"

  Then, ignoring the fat man's murderous gaze, he stroked his chin and muttered: "According to what I said... now... because the situation is unclear, it can't be determined whether the person above is a friend or an enemy, so... let's not put him down for now, what do you think?"

  Fatso was already wailing in his heart.

  I think? I think it's just a fart! That was obviously what I said earlier, wasn't it?!

  But seeing the handgun shaking in his hand, the fat man compromised once again.

  He found out that the guy in front of him... wasn't a madman, but an idiot.

  A person who opens fire without hesitation and gets excited after the shot, rather than being panicked.

  Fatso no longer dares to guarantee that this guy won't, due to a disagreement, directly shoot and settle his 200-pound self right here.

  Taking a deep breath, Fatso squeezed out a faint smile and nodded: "Alright, this is indeed a good idea, let's do it as you said."

  Xiao Feng walked to the lower part of the bundle, which was already very close to the ground, and jumped up to take a look.

  This is what the unlucky guy looks like.

  Pointed mouth monkey cheeks, this is a phrase describing good-looking.

  But if it were applied to this person, it would no longer be an adjective, but an exceptionally apt description.

  Just looking at it gives people a feeling of 'incomplete evolution'.

  "Quickly save me...!"

  The voice was very weak, but there was a hint of cunning in it.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Do you have any weapons on you?"

  That man shook his head with difficulty.

  Suddenly another fright, then shrinking his neck, looking around, with a cold sweat appearance, said in a very small voice: "Quick... quick put me down, here... here has ghost!"

  Xiao Feng was startled and hastily looked around in all directions.

  He himself was taken aback, and with a burst of courage, he shouted: "Less nonsense! Where did this ghost come from? Are there really ghosts in this world? Ridiculous! The more you talk like that, the less I'll let you down!"

  The sharp-mouthed monkey's face turned pale with pain, gritted his teeth and exclaimed in panic: "It's all over! We can't get out of here, we're going to die!"

  Xiao Feng snorted and muttered: "Neurosis!"

  He said and left here, walking towards another corner of this factory.

  There's a neurosis over there, and someone stuck in the machine over here. In between...there's someone who is about to die, full of bloodstains. And next to him, there's a fat guy who looks like an evil spirit.

  Now that I have a gun in my hand, the other party will 'give in'. If I'm not careful and it's taken away from me, I might become another corpse in this house.

  Dawn wind blows in the direction of the door full text.

  There is a rolling shutter door about 6-7 meters wide and 3-4 meters high.

  The white iron sheet looks very out of place.

  Walking to the door, I bowed my head and saw a big lock on the ground.

  The lock head also has an iron ring connected to the ground, at least as thick as a baby's arm.

  The lock is rusty all over, and part of the lock core is also rusted, it's obvious that it hasn't been opened for a long time.

  He raised the gun butt and knocked on it twice. The sound of "dang dang" had no echo, obviously a solid real thing.

  He lifted up that lock with one hand, and it was incredibly heavy, weighing at least over ten kilograms.

  Dawn wind did not know that there was such a big lock in the world.

  Looking at the hand full of rust, she couldn't help but take a sniff, which smelled particularly like blood, making Xiaofeng's back hair stand on end, and hurriedly wiped her hand on her pants leg twice.

  Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the pocket of his pants.

  Just about to take it out and have a look, but then heard footsteps coming from behind!

  He hastily stopped this action, inexplicably, as if it were a kind of intuition.

  Xiao Feng didn't want others to know that he had something in his pocket.

  Turning his head, he found it was that fat guy.

  Fatso said: "I've tried this door, it's very solid, damn! I don't know what kind of factory this is, so perverted, to make a rolling shutter door that's pure steel, can't even break it, more solid than the wall"

  He pointed to the other side and said: "There's a hole there, it was knocked out by a car. I just went to take a look, I couldn't push it alone, let's try together?"

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow, feeling a bit strange and curious.

  Saying that... this guy has done so many things? Is it possible... he woke up earlier than himself? Then... why didn't he take the gun? Why... didn't he wake everyone up? And why... after finding a way out so calmly, did he suddenly go crazy and attract his own attention, only to become calm again afterwards?

  Glanced at the fat guy unintentionally.

  "Alright, let's go take a look then."

  He stretched out his hand and let the fat man lead the way in front of him.

  Deng Pangzi walked away, and he hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes, using his teeth to tear open a slit, tearing off a strip of cloth. When Deng turned his head in puzzlement, he had already lowered his head and used the cloth strip to wrap his palm and gun together.

  The fatty narrowed his eyes, curled up the corner of his mouth in a cold smile, turned his head away, and didn't say a word.

  Walk forward and turn around a very large machine.

  Suddenly clear and bright.

  There was indeed a truck that crashed into this factory building, breaking through the wall and scattering debris everywhere.

  The place where the car and wall meet, soft light shines through.

  Look at this sunlight, it should be after noon already.

  Soft yellow, warm.

  The truck is not very big.

  But the front bumper is cast iron, looking like many parts are spliced together, shabby, but sturdy at a glance.

  The tire may be flat, but it looks nice and flat.

  The fat man walked to one side of the car and tried to open the door, but it was blocked by the wall next to it and couldn't be pulled open.

  Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly walked forward, waving his arms and violently knocking on the windshield with the gun butt.

  But apart from the loud noise, no trace was left behind, and it was Xiao Feng's arm that was shaken to be sore.

  No wonder this car crashed into the wall and made a hole in it, but the windshield didn't shatter. Could it be... bulletproof?

  He turned around and walked to the car door, although it couldn't be opened, but the window was half exposed.

  He raised his arm and knocked again violently.

  With a crash, the glass shattered into fragments and cracked in all directions.

  With another burst of energy, a loud whooshing sound was heard, and it transformed into a large cluster of round particles that scattered down.

  Xiao Feng struggled upwards with all his might, but because one hand was tied to the gun, it seemed a bit laborious.

  The fatty flipped his eyes and came around, directly grabbing both of his legs.

  Xiao Feng was shocked and shouted loudly: "You... what are you going to do?!"

  Fatso raised an eyebrow, and with a swift motion of his hands, Xiaofeng "rose into the clouds" from the car window and fell onto the seat.

  After struggling and twisting for a while, he finally squeezed into the driver's seat.

  Taking a deep breath, I subconsciously reached for the keyhole.

  He was stunned.

  It seems... before losing memory, I was a full-time driver.

  And... there is no key in the car.

  He hastily searched all around, the small compartments on top, near the car seat, every place that could hold something, had been searched.

  It's just nothing.

  "There is no key!"

  The fat man frowned and shouted: "Then put down your hands and let's push it together to try"

  Dawn winded and turned her head to look at her right hand side, only to find that... it was indeed being pulled up.

  Why does a car that crashes through a wall and into a house get towed away?

  Could it be... this car was put on top and it wasn't an accident? But rather... intentional?

  Shook his head.

  The dawn wind came out of the car again.

  The fat man has already found a thick iron rod and inserted it under the car.

  "Come on, you lift this up with all your might, I'll push from the side."

  Xiao Feng nodded, this was indeed a good idea, something that couldn't be pushed... had to be 'pried'.

  He shouldered the iron bar and glanced at Fatty before suddenly exerting his legs.

  Squeak! ~

  The sound of continuous tooth grinding came from the point of friction.

  Fatso exerted himself at the same time, let out a loud whoop, and then stuck his face against the windshield, pushing forward with all his might.

  Wow~

  Moved? Good-looking!

  Although slight, it has indeed moved a bit.

  "Hey, don't relax, I'll change feet!" Fatso exclaimed hastily.

  The fatty had just relaxed his strength a bit, and that iron rod suddenly became many times heavier.

  As if to split the dawn wind in two, it pierced directly into the flesh.

  But Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and suddenly exerted force with both legs, the veins on his neck bulging out, yet he didn't retreat by a single thread.

  The fat man also turned his hand over and launched forward again.

  The car backed up a bit more.

  With each change of hands by Fatty, the force exerted on Xiao Feng's shoulders by the iron rod would increase greatly.

  Finally...

  *crunch*

  A cracking sound of dislocated bones.

  Because of using too much force, Xiaofeng's shoulder completely dislocated!

  "My goodness!"

  Xiao Feng suddenly flipped over and fell directly to the ground, covering his shoulder, with sweat dripping down his face.

  The fatty, without the support of Xiao Feng's iron rod, was also powerless and was knocked back, stumbling backward for several steps before sitting down on the ground.

  He let out a sigh of relief and forced a smile, saying: "It's okay, let's take a break and continue later..."

  He said half of it and then couldn't say anything more.

  Even Xiao Feng had forgotten to wail and lament in full text.

  Because they saw clearly that the car, which had already been pushed out about half a meter, actually... slowly and steadily, 'crawled' back in.

  It returned to its original position, stopped with a "click", and then came two more "clicks".

  Xiao Feng suddenly jumped up and ran to the car window, looking inside. That handbrake... had been pulled up again!!!! The fatty was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the middle of the factory.

  That was the only place in the house where sunlight came in, and that stain of blood was too conspicuous.

  Fatso frowned and asked: "Was it you who killed him?"

  Xiao Feng shook his head desperately and said: "No, it's not like that. When I woke up, he was already in that state."

  The fatty narrowed his eyes, looking even more ferocious.

  But suddenly another bitter laugh, scolded: "Damn it's unlucky!"

  The fat man walked over to the "corpse", squatted down, stretched out two fingers and touched the other's Adam's apple for a while.

  Frowning and saying: "Dying soon, pulse is very weak"

  Xiao Feng asked in confusion: "You... haven't lost your memory? You still remember? Then do you know who I am? And who is he?"

  The fatty was also stunned for a moment, raised his hand to look at his fingers, and wondered: "I... I don't remember anything, why do I understand all this?"

  Covering his own head, Fatso suffered for a while before suddenly becoming stunned.

  He was turned over from the ground and found two bullet holes on his shoulder and right lung.

  There is no exit wound on his back, proving that the bullet did not pass through.

  He turned his head and took a glance at the gun in Xiaofeng's hand.

  His eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, although... they were originally very hard to see.

  "Are you saying this gun was taken from his hand?"

  Xiao Feng nodded slightly.

  Fatso said: "That...the gun that shot him, whose is it?!"

  Dawn strongly looked around in all directions.

  The gun in hand was raised, and the surrounding chaos was brushed aside.

  The fatty snorted and said, "Don't bother, you don't even have insurance, you won't use the gun at all, give it to me."

  The fat man's words and deeds now are completely different from his previous madness.

  Moreover... it always gives Xiaofeng a 'very formidable' feeling.

  He lowered his head and looked at the pistol in his hand, he knew that now... nothing was clear, among these people, who were the bad guys and who were the good guys, and who exactly had brought him here, he didn't have a clue.

  So it's better to keep guns in one's own hands.

  After searching for a while on the gun, Xiaofeng found something that looked like a switch on it. He pulled it down and heard a "click" sound.

  He tried to test whether this was just opening 'insurance', so he directly ticked it off.

  Wow! ~

  The huge sound, in this enclosed spacious space, is so deafening.

  "What the f**k! Are you crazy?! What are you randomly shooting at? What if you hit me?!"

  The fatty patted himself vigorously and then sat down on the ground with a weak roll of his eyes. Fortunately, he didn't get hit.

  Dawn was stunned, just a moment ago, he felt a tremendous force suddenly transmitted to his hand, the gun bolt popped out and hit his belly, followed by a burst of white smoke flashing in front of him, a red light first hit the ground in this space, then bounced back, collided with several machines a few times, and then flew to who knows where.

  The chirping sounds never cease from one's ears.

  Painfully, he hastily released the trigger, and with a trembling hand, he lifted his clothes to take a look... it was purple.

  A burst of pain in his mouth.

  "You're a madman! A complete lunatic! Give me the gun, so you don't accidentally shoot me!"

  Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow and slightly lifted the muzzle of his gun, tilting his head to ask Fatso: "Are you sure you want to talk to me in this tone?"

  Fatso was taken aback, then put down his hand and raised both hands above his head, saying helplessly: "Alright, alright, you have a gun, now you're the boss, okay, you bastard, remember this!"

  Xiao Feng felt that he was being very domineering.

  Too excited, holding a gun and making several moves, couldn't help but laugh, mouth corners raised to the earlobe.

  But just then, from somewhere behind his head, a voice sounded.

  "Is there... someone?"

  Xiao Feng and Pangzi suddenly turned their heads around, looking in the direction where the sound came from.

  But all I found was a pile of rotten cloth hanging in mid-air with many metal parts inside.

  That should be a 'cableway', and the end of the rope is that crusher.

  After staring for half a day, I suddenly discovered that on top of that pile of metal, a hand was sticking out.

  "What the fuck! How many people are here?!"

  The fatty couldn't help but mutter a sentence.

  Xiao Feng looked around and then ran to a metal pillar with two suspicious buttons on it, one red and one green.

  As soon as he pressed the green button, a rattling sound came from the chain in the air, and the tattered net fell down.

  Just then, Fatso rushed over and opened Xiaofeng's arm with a loud shout: "What the hell are you doing?!"

  Xiao Feng said: "I want to put him down"

  "Oh my god... Can't you use your brain for once? Why did you put him down? Do you know if he's a good person or a bad person?"

  The fat man's face was scrunched up in a heap, gazing at Xiaofeng with a mixture of helplessness and anger.

  Xiao Feng was unhappy at that time.

  Tilting his head and shaking the gun in his hand, he said: "Hey?! I'm telling you, you should know that I don't like your tone right now!"

  Fatty wanted to cry but had no tears, and was so angry he could have sat Xiaofeng to death.

  "Alright, you're the boss! But... I think we've both lost our memories, and there's someone who's about to die soon. And this house definitely has another gun inside, so... shouldn't you think twice before putting him down, whether he'll be a threat to us or not?"

  Xiao Feng blinked his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Nonsense!"

  Then, ignoring the fat man's murderous gaze, he stroked his chin and muttered: "According to what I said... now... because the situation is unclear, it can't be determined whether the person above is a friend or an enemy, so... let's not put him down for now, what do you think?"

  Fatso was already wailing in his heart.

  I think? I think it's just a fart! That was obviously what I said earlier, wasn't it?!

  But seeing the handgun shaking in his hand, the fat man compromised once again.

  He found out that the guy in front of him... wasn't a madman, but an idiot.

  A person who opens fire without hesitation and gets excited after the shot, rather than being panicked.

  Fatso no longer dares to guarantee that this guy won't, due to a disagreement, directly shoot and settle his 200-pound self right here.

  Taking a deep breath, Fatso squeezed out a faint smile and nodded: "Alright, this is indeed a good idea, let's do it as you said."

  Xiao Feng walked to the lower part of the bundle, which was already very close to the ground, and jumped up to take a look.

  This is what the unlucky guy looks like.

  Pointed mouth monkey cheek

  But if it were applied to this person, it would no longer be an adjective, but an exceptionally apt description.

  Just looking at it gives people a feeling of 'incomplete evolution'.

  "Quickly save me...!"

  The voice was very weak, but there was a hint of cunning in it that looked good.

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Do you have any weapons on you?"

  He shook his head with difficulty.

  Suddenly another fright, then shrinking his neck, looking around, with a cold sweat appearance, said in a very small voice: "Quick... quick put me down, here... here has ghost!"

  Xiao Feng was startled and hastily looked around in all directions.

  He himself was taken aback, and with a burst of courage, he shouted: "Less nonsense! Where did this ghost come from? Are there really ghosts in this world? What a joke! The more you talk like that, the less I'll let you down!"

  The sharp-mouthed monkey's face turned pale with pain, gritted his teeth and exclaimed in panic: "It's all over! We can't get out of here, we're going to die!"

  Xiao Feng snorted and muttered: "Neurosis!"

  He said and left here, walking towards another corner of this factory building.

  There's a neurosis over there, and someone stuck in the machine over here. In between...there's someone who is about to die, reeking of blood, and next to him, there's a fat guy who looks like an evil spirit.

  Now that I have a gun in my hand, the other party will 'give in'. If I'm not careful and it's taken away from me, I might become another corpse in this house.

  The direction of the dawn breeze is towards the door.

  There is a rolling shutter door about 6-7 meters wide and 3-4 meters high.

  The white iron sheet looks very out of place.

  Walking to the door, I bowed my head and saw a large lock on the ground.

  The lock head also has an iron ring connected to the ground, at least as thick as a baby's arm.

  The lock is rusty all over, and part of the lock core is also rusted, it's obvious that this hasn't been opened for a long time.

  He raised the gun butt and knocked on it twice. The sound of "dang dang" had no echo, obviously a solid real thing.

  He lifted up that lock with one hand, and it was incredibly heavy, weighing at least several dozen catties.

  Dawn wind did not know that there was such a big lock in the world.

  Looking at the rusty hand, she couldn't help but take a sniff, which smelled particularly like blood, making Xiaofeng's back hair stand on end, and he quickly wiped his hand on his pants.

  Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the pocket of his pants.

  Just about to take it out and have a look, but then heard footsteps coming from behind!

  He hastily stopped this action, inexplicably, as if it were a kind of intuition.

  Xiao Feng didn't want others to know that he had something in his pocket.

  Turning his head, he found it was that fat guy.

  Fatso said: "I've tried this door, it's very solid, damn! I don't know what kind of factory this is, so perverted, to make a rolling shutter door that's pure steel, can't even break it, more solid than the wall"

  He pointed to the other side and said: "There's a hole there, it was knocked out by a car. I just went to take a look, I couldn't push it alone, let's try together?"

  Xiao Feng furrowed his brow, feeling somewhat puzzled in his heart.

  Saying that... this guy has done so many things? Is it possible... he woke up earlier than himself? Then... why didn't he take the gun? Why... didn't he wake everyone up? And why... after finding a way out so calmly, did he suddenly go crazy and attract his own attention, only to become calm again afterwards?

  He inadvertently swept a glance at the fat man's whole body.

  "Alright, let's go take a look then."

  He stretched out his hand and let the fat man lead the way in front of him.

  Deng Pangzi walked up, and he hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes, using his teeth to tear open a slit, tearing off a strip of cloth. When Deng Pangzi turned his head in doubt, he had already lowered his head and used the cloth strip to wrap his palm and gun together.

  The fatty narrowed his eyes, curled up the corner of his mouth in a cold smile, turned his head away, and didn't say a word.

  Walk forward and turn around a very large machine.

  Suddenly clear and bright.

  There was indeed a truck that crashed into this factory building, breaking through the wall and scattering debris everywhere.

  The place where the car and wall meet, soft light shines through.

  Look at this sunlight, it should be after noon already.

  Soft yellow, warm.

  The truck is not very big.

  But the front bumper is cast iron, looking like many parts are spliced together, shabby, but sturdy at a glance.

  The tire may be flat.

  The fat man walked to one side of the car and tried to open the door, but it was blocked by the wall next to it and couldn't be pulled open.

  Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly walked forward, waving his arms and violently knocking on the windshield with the gun butt.

  But apart from the loud noise, no trace was left behind, and it shook Xiaofeng's arm to numbness.

  No wonder this car crashed into the wall and made a hole in it, but the windshield didn't shatter. Could it be... bulletproof?

  He turned around and walked to the car door, although it couldn't be opened, but the window revealed more than half of the words.

  He raised his arm and knocked again violently.

  With a crash, the glass shattered into fragments and cracked in all directions.

  With another burst of energy, a loud whooshing sound was heard, and it transformed into a large cluster of spherical particles that scattered down.

  Xiao Feng struggled upwards with all his might, but because one hand was tied to the gun, it seemed a bit laborious.

  The fatty flipped his eyes and came around, directly grabbing his legs.

  Xiao Feng was shocked and shouted loudly: "You... what are you going to do?!"

  The fatty pouted and with a swift motion, lifted his hands upwards, sending Xiaofeng 'soaring through the clouds' into the car window, where he landed crookedly on the seat.

  After struggling and twisting for a while, he finally squeezed into the driver's seat.

  Taking a deep breath, I subconsciously reached for the keyhole.

  He was stunned.

  It seems... I could drive before losing my memory.

  And... there is no key in the car.

  He hastily searched around, the small grid above, near the car seat, every place that could hold things, had been searched.

  It's just nothing.

  "There is no key!"

  The fat man frowned and shouted: "Then put down your hands and let's push it together to try"

  Dawn wind stunned, turned his head and took a look at the right hand side, found that it was indeed the whole text being pulled up.

  Why does a car that crashes through a wall and into a house get towed away?

  Could it be... this car was put on top and it wasn't an accident? But rather... intentional?

  Shook his head.

  The dawn wind came out of the car again.

  The fat man has already found a thick iron rod and inserted it under the car.

  "Come on, you lift this up with all your might, I'll push from the side."

  Xiao Feng nodded, this was indeed a good idea, things that couldn't be pushed... had to be 'pried'.

  He shouldered the iron bar and took a glance at the fatty before suddenly exerting force with his legs.

  Squeak! ~

  The sound of continuous tooth grinding came from the point of friction.

  Fatso exerted himself at the same time, let out a loud whoop, and then stuck his face against the windshield, pushing forward with all his might.

  Wow!

  Moved?!!

  Although slight, it has indeed moved a bit.

  "Hey, don't relax, I'll change feet!" Fatso exclaimed hastily.

  The fatty had just relaxed his strength a bit, and that iron rod suddenly became many times heavier.

  As if to split the dawn wind in two, it directly pierced into the flesh, looking good.

  But Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and suddenly exerted force with both legs, the veins on his neck bulging out, yet he didn't retreat by a single thread.

  The fat man also turned his hand over and launched forward again.

  The car backed up a bit more.

  With each exchange of hands by Fatty, the force exerted on Xiao Feng's shoulders by the iron rod would increase greatly.

  Finally...

  *crunch*

  A cracking sound of dislocated bones.

  Because of using too much force, Xiaofeng's shoulder completely dislocated!

  "My goodness!"

  Xiao Feng suddenly flipped over and fell directly to the ground, covering his shoulder, with sweat dripping down his face.

  The fatty, without the support of Xiao Feng's iron rod, was also powerless and was knocked back, retreating several steps before sitting down on the ground.

  He let out a sigh of relief and forced a smile, saying: "It's okay, let's take a break and continue later..."

  He said half of it and then couldn't say anymore.

  Even Xiao Feng has forgotten to wail.

  Because they saw clearly that the car, which had already been pushed out about half a meter, actually... slowly and steadily, 'drilled' back in.

  It returned to its original position, stopped with a "click", and then came two more "clicks".

  Xiao Feng suddenly jumped up and ran to the car window to look inside, that handbrake... had been pulled up again...