"Bang!" Along with a large amount of unswept dust flying up, the door was slammed shut.
The dark and stinking room was eerily quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing of humans.
As bursts of laughter came, the footsteps outside became farther and farther away. They probably didn't take the guy in the dilapidated woodshed that was used as a prison cell seriously at all.
"I really have to thank you for your bad taste. Beasts, give me this opportunity to kill you." A whisper with a smile came from the darkness.
On the way back after being kidnapped by these guys, Wang Yu actually pretended to be unconscious.
Although pain continued to spread throughout his body, this physical problem was never an insurmountable problem for him who was determined.
After entering the cell, Wang Yu pretended to "wake up" and then began to struggle and howl at a reasonable level.
This is what the bandits like to see, so it is natural for Tongou to torture the prisoners.
After beating Wang Yu again until his face was covered with blood, their boss named Obi-Wan grinned and nailed Wang Yu's right hand with three nails.
During this process, Wang Yu was very cooperative. After the nail penetrated his right hand, he just kept screaming and trembling all over.
Obviously this physical pain alone does not satisfy Obi-Wan. Torture is an art and a kind of enjoyment for him.
So, Obi-Wan raised the sword left by the old knight and inserted the sword into Wang Yu's left hand. During this period, he kept whispering in the ear of Wang Yu, who was suppressed by a group of bandits.
"That old guy's death was all thanks to you. If he hadn't tried to pull you back, maybe he wouldn't have fallen victim to Ye Ge's useless magic."
"What a pity. Even if he saved your life at that time, now, well, what is it that pierces your palm? Hahahaha."
"I hope you can repent before you are bitten to death by a dog tomorrow..." Obi-Wan continued to put pressure on Wang Yu's spirit while stirring the sword, causing Wang Yu more severe pain...
Wang Yu shook his head wildly and let out a shrill roar. While trying to avoid Obi-Wan's words, he tried to attack them with his feet.
But every time, Obi-Wan's head was pressed tightly, making it difficult to move. At the same time, he could only listen to Obi-Wan's words while being inflicted pain.
After finally trying to break away again and failing, he rolled his eyes and "passed out again."
"This guy is a good toy. Let him live longer tomorrow. The noble boy is also ready. After notifying their family, the ransom will be delivered soon."
"Don't attack him. I know what you perverts want to do, but after you get the fucking money, you can die on the belly of any woman. If you can't control your brain and hands these days..."
Obi-Wan, who watched Wang Yu "pass out" with satisfaction, stood up and felt refreshed after torturing Wang Yu.
After instructing his men on what to do next, Obi-Wan inserted a knife into a wooden table. Wood chips flew everywhere and penetrated directly.
"Then don't blame me for letting you meet the God of Death first."
After that, he led a group of people out. The robbers naturally patted their chests and promised that they could definitely take care of themselves, so that Obi-Wan could rest assured...
As the door closed, Wang Yu gradually opened his eyes in the darkness.
Wang Yu felt that his acting skills were never good, so he could only rely on his tolerance for pain to perform the extremely exaggerated and crazy scream just now.
If he had been more precise, he might not have been able to perform well. It was good that these guys who only tortured him for fun didn't notice.
I moved my right hand, and it was fixed by three nails in a triangle shape. It was stuck to the wall. If I wanted to get it off, I would probably have to break it into pieces.
Turning to his left hand, with force, the long sword tore the flesh, blood continued to flow down, and the pain tore at the human nerves like a tide.
"It's very vicious. It seems easier to break free than the right hand, but in fact it will be very painful if you move it..."
It seems that it is more likely to break free than the right hand, but the sword goes directly through the entire palm, and it is diagonal.
The long sword is nailed very firmly. If the right hand cannot help, once the sword is used, the long sword will tear the palm of the hand, and the severe pain will make it completely difficult to move.
For ordinary people, this fixed method is basically a dead end, and the only result is to wait for the fate of death the next day.
However, with the sound of "Zi la" flesh and blood being torn apart, Wang Yu ignored it and moved his left hand directly along the blade.
Half of the palm was cut open and blood spattered.
As quickly as possible, he got rid of the situation where his left and right hands were straightened and fixed, which prevented his head from turning. He turned his free head and bit off the three nails on his right hand with his teeth.
With his right hand freed, Wang Yu quickly took off the clothes tied around his waist and wrapped his left hand hard to stop the bleeding...
"Huh, thanks for the bad taste. If it were shackles or something like that, I really can't do anything about it. Of course, with this weapon and the fact that only my left hand is disabled, this is simply great luck... "
Wang Yu took care of the wound and softly lamented how lucky he was. This damn guy could maintain a kind of optimism that was hard to get rid of under such circumstances.
The situation is very bad. He is probably in a bandit's den now, surrounded by bandits. He doesn't even know where to run to get out of here. There are many wounds on his body.
If his body was not in the "bonus period", with very good cell activity, hemostasis, and infection prevention efficiency four to five times higher than that of ordinary people, the current situation would be even worse.
He would probably develop a fever due to infection and then die inexplicably.
"There must be a way to reach the mountain. How can you know if it will work if you don't try it? One is a death-defeat, and the other is a perfect escape with the opportunity to kill all these guys. There is no need to worry about which one to choose."
"And that guy was trying to use words to make me blame myself?"
"Awesome, they are the source of everything, right? It's ridiculous. Do you want me to feel repentant? I will kill you and let you go and atone for Leonard's sins."
Wang Yu, who was muttering to himself, began to observe the surrounding environment.
The space here is small and there is only a very small transom-like thing, which lets in some weak light from the outside.
The air is filled with dust and a rotten smell, and the rotten feeling almost rots into one's bones.
From Wang Yu's point of view, this is also good. At least these guys will not come to this kind of place to find trouble if they have nothing to do. The probability of his escape being discovered by patrols is indeed much lower.
As his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, the gloomy world appeared in front of Wang Yu dimly.
There weren't many things placed in the cramped space. Broken blades, broken maces, knives, chisels, and spoons that seemed to have knives on the edges for unknown purposes were piled in the corners.
There is no need to understand their respective functions. A simple summary is that they are "torture tools", and of course they are also toys used by bandits for fun.
What caught Wang Yu's attention was the bound figure on the wall near the transom.
His treatment seemed much better than that of Wang Yu, the unlucky guy who was nailed directly to the wall.
It's just that his hands and feet are tied with something like handcuffs, making it very difficult to move.
At this moment, he was sitting in the corner, hugging his knees and burying his head in his body.
He looked very desolate and helpless. Combined with the eavesdropping while pretending to be dazed along the way and what Obi-Wan said before he left, this person was the noble young master who was being used in exchange for the ransom?
After taking a closer look, I found that the clothes he wore were much better than Wang Yu's linen fabrics, which had no decoration and were of very poor quality.
Trims with trim, and fabrics that look very detailed.
Although it is not as exaggerated as the group of nouveau riche nobles that Wang Yu has seen, it is indeed obvious that the difference in wealth from that of the common people can be seen.
After thinking about it carefully, I realized that the gap between nobles and commoners in this world is still very large.
Pigs with more nutrients are fatter than normal pigs. Generally speaking, nobles have a higher level of innate resources than commoners in terms of growth.
The level of education is also high, so in fact the nobles are all fat losers. This popular scene is simply impossible.
The so-called arrogance of the nobility is suppressed, and what is manifested externally is the high quality and high ability brought by good education.
So Wang Yu decided to recruit another accomplice, and this noble boy was a good choice.
Anyway, he didn't believe what Obi-Wan said about the ransom, so he probably told his subordinates.
If the nobles really knew that their heirs had been kidnapped, every one of these bandits' heads would be hung on the city wall.
It's probably going to be sold to some perverted wealthy businessman, or a mage to use it as a toy or experimental material.
In short, the ending is still death, so why not try to escape with him? The worst ending is death anyway.
After making up his mind to see if he could find a helper, Wang Yu stepped forward. He didn't intend to force it. If he didn't like it, just ask him not to make any noise to attract the attention of the robbers.
Walking up to the young man, the body curled up in the corner looked very thin, and he was definitely younger than Wang Yu.
"Hey, are you still awake? I'm going to escape from here. Do you want to join me?" Wang Yu asked the guy in a low voice.
Hearing the noise, the young man's whole body trembled suddenly, then he shrank back to the corner, raised his head and looked at Wang Yu. He has a very childish face, and if Wang Yu is to judge, he is probably around 14-15 years old.
Because of the dark environment, the skin color cannot be seen, but the eyes are very beautiful blue, and the facial features are very delicate. The noble bloodline gives most of the nobles' descendants a good appearance, and he is no exception.
I have to admit that by Wang Yu's standards, this boy is very handsome. If Wang Yu scores 55, this boy must have scored 85 or above.
His eyes were fixed on Wang Yu, and he could see the fear, hesitation and a little caution inside.
"Very normal behavior," Wang Yu thought.
Wang Yu also knew that not everyone's psychological quality was as terrible as his own. This kind of fear and fear did not make Wang Yu think that he was weak and feel annoyed and dissatisfied.
"You have to understand that now that you have no other possibility except death, you might as well try to escape with me, maybe there is still a chance of survival... Although the possibility is unlikely, you have to give it a try, right, your family Still waiting for you."
Wang Yu patiently enlightened the guy in front of him.
Perhaps Wang Yu's words had some effect. Wang Yu noticed that when the word "family" was mentioned, the boy's eyes suddenly fluctuated, which was a sign of wavering.
"Believe me, we are all people who are going to die anyway. There is no other way out now. Why don't you try it with me? If you try hard, you may die. If you don't try hard, you will die."
"Make your choice. My name is Wang Yu. Don't worry if the name sounds weird."
"I really don't have the brainpower to give myself a Western name. The name is just a pronunciation. As long as you know who I am, come on and tell me your name."
Wang Yu knows that he is not good at eloquence, but he is very confident in his abilities, so he relies on sincerity and reality when talking to others.
Of course, it is when facing acquaintances or people with no grievances. When facing enemies, it is fists.
It was probably Wang Yu's optimism that he could speak carelessly in desperate situations that inspired the hesitant and shrinking young man in front of him, and he finally spoke.
"My name is Ai...Aivia Dove."
Before this guy could finish speaking, Wang Yu grabbed this guy's shoulders directly.
Wang Yu noticed that he paused when he said his name and didn't know why.
However, Wang Yu is a person who pays attention to current matters. What he needs now is not a friend who trusts him wholeheartedly, but needs this young man to take action and put aside his hesitation.
"Good name. Tell me what you are good at and what you can do. Can you fight?"
When Wang Yu grabbed this guy's shoulders, the boy trembled violently, but it was probably because Wang Yu's words came one after another too fast for people to react.
He still subconsciously answered, "I, I'm a trainee mage, but I don't know any magic. If I want to fight, I have this... but I'm handcuffed and can't do it."
The young man answered Wang Yu's question with a trembling voice, and finally indicated the shackles on his hands with his eyes.
The iron chain of the shackles was very thin, but it was really difficult for this thin and frail boy to open it.
It's still a similar bad taste to Wang Yu. It seems that there is a possibility of opening up, but in fact it will only make people more desperate in the end.
It's just that compared to Wang Yu's bloody cruelty, Aivia Dove's handcuffs are much "milder", but the underlying malice remains the same.
"Hey, should I thank these people for their bad taste?"
After Wang Yu finished reading, he started to do it directly. Because the injury on his left hand was difficult to repair, he fixed one side with his teeth and used force with his right hand.
With a "click" sound, 0.8 times the human body's ultimate strength directly broke the not-so-thick chain.
I was frightened again by Wang Yu's violent and resolute actions.
Aivia broke free from the shackles on her hands. Wang Yu kept doing it and used his same tricks again to remove the shackles on Aivia's feet.
Looking at Aivia who was still a little at a loss after being freed from the shackles, Wang Yu still frowned.
Is this guy too surprised? I hope he can do something in the future to not hold him back.
However, what Aivia took out later quickly made Wang Yu give up the idea of contempt.
There is a small light pink ring on Ivia's index finger. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference from the skin. It was too dark before, and Wang Yu, who was observing carefully, didn't see it.
But as Aivia's limbs were freed, he put this finger close to his forehead.
As the faint halo circulates and gathers, the ring on the index finger glows slightly and gradually deforms.
From a small group the size of a ring, it turned into a band of light, and finally gathered in the center of Ivia's palm, and an exquisite crossbow appeared in his palm.
"Damn, the magic weapon is worthy of being a noble, but using this thing as a self-defense crossbow is overkill."
Wang Yu was also shocked by this hand. The magic weapon was not a bad thing.
This thing is indeed not a valuable item for those nobles, but in such a small place where Wang Yu and the old knight stay, they basically don't see it once every few years.
However, magic tools are usually directly attached to rings or necklaces, which can directly emit magic or passively provide bonuses.
A magic weapon that directly miniaturizes a crossbow like Aivia is not useless, it just means that it is relatively useless and less valuable.
Wang Yu knew this crossbow. It was the second type of Aleister military standard crossbow. Compared with the first type, it had two enchantment runes: piercing and silent.
The second type has enhanced penetration and stealth, and is more inclined to assassination and concealment, which fits the current situation very well.
"Well, my status in the family is not high, and this time it is also because..." Aivia looked a little embarrassed and disappointed, as if she was ready to tell what happened this time.
"Stop, stop, stop, now is not the time to listen to stories. The most important thing now is to escape, rather than spending time to understand each other's stories."
"If you want to listen or tell stories, you can go out and talk as much as you want. Now prepare yourself. We will sneak out. It is impossible to break out of the siege head-on. I can't think of any other possibility except being surrounded and killed to death."
Aivia, who was directly interrupted by Wang Yu, seemed a little at a loss. This is probably the feeling when you are about to go on stage to speak and are suddenly stopped by the leader.
Wang Yu didn't have time to care about this, so he used the forceful guidance method again, grabbed Aivia's shoulders and stared into his eyes.
"I don't care what your status is in the family. Anyway, your status here must be higher than that at home. I will treat you so that we are invincible in the world!"
This trick is really effective for relatively weak people. If they are constantly being robbed of their words, these people will not be able to maintain their original speaking direction, but will be led away in a daze.
Coincidentally, Aivia is the weaker side, while Wang Yu is the activist.
So Aivia, who was even more confused by Wang Yu's words, had not yet reacted.
Wang Yu had already let go of Ivia's shoulders, picked up a broken shield that was thrown in the corner with his left hand, used his right hand to help fix it on the left hand that was difficult to hold, and was ready to go.
"Come on, let me create opportunities for you. If possible, sneak out first and don't attract attention. If it's not possible, then carry out a breakout-style kill." Wang Yu told Aivia how to act next.
"Don't worry, they won't be able to touch you until I die. After all, I am T and you are C. Don't worry about what I say, as long as you understand the meaning."
Wang Yu shook his head, "As for the two out-of-standard guys, a mage and a trainee knight, I can deal with the mage..."
"That trainee knight, hey, you need something out of the norm." Wang Yu took out a whistle with an incomprehensible meaning.
(ps: The 1 limit of ordinary people mentioned here is simply the limit of human beings in our world. It is the limit, which is the people you have seen reaching the peak of the world. For example, strength 1, which can be compared to Tyson. The absolute power at his absolute peak, and it is not the kind of explosion that only lasts for a moment like Tyson, but the kind that can be output continuously. Therefore, with a multiple of 0.8, if you go to the Olympics, it is actually possible to win gold medals in basically every event. so.)
