MTL - Escape the Infinite Chamber-Chapter 119 Escape the Secret Train (13)

Bloodletting is easy to say and difficult to implement. After all, it is a way to hurt yourself, and not everyone will be willing.

Although the crow was the first to bleed honestly. Normally, an adult man's body weight and blood volume is about 85 to 80 ml / kg, and the acute bleeding volume reaches more than 20% of this number, and humans will be in danger of life.

But the amount of bleeding is actually quite large. If the five people present are willing to donate a certain amount of blood, then filling the bucket in the toilet is absolutely no problem.

So the crow moved the bucket in the toilet.

However, the test of bloodletting is actually more than just your body's ability to endure. It is more of a test of the human heart. Not everyone can watch their blood flow and life passing by ... Such one.

The crow stared at the black cat with some shock. The black cat was really a face that didn't change its face. He sat on the sofa and reached over the bucket with a knife, and the blood ran out. The crow was a little nervous, wait For a while, the black cat's face turned pale, and he hurriedly caught his veins, and the cloth strips were tied up.

The blood of the two-headed snake was drawn again, and this time the poor two-headed snake lay softly on the sofa. So the weight of about three people in the bucket was only one-third of the bucket. This was because of the cautiousness of the crow, because if there was too much blood at one time, there would be more problems to deal with next.

"Well, it's your turn." The crow looked at the owl and motioned for him to move.

The owl was silent and did not act, staring at the bucket for a long while, the bucket was dangling with red blood, and the air was gradually filled with a **** smell, which taught people a kind of nausea.

On the contrary, the monster lying on the ground seemed to smell the blood, and began to make a weak but sharp cry.

"The monster can't wait," said the crow.

The owl heard the cry, and hesitantly glanced at the bucket with blood, and then said to the crow, "Yes, can I come by myself? I mean ... alone."

"Don't do that. I have medical experience. It is dangerous for you to be alone." The crow discouraged him.

"No!" The Owl refused sternly, and then seemed to realize that he was overreacting. He took a breath and said, "I won't be in any more danger."

The crow hesitated for a moment, and he seemed to think of something, so he decided not to embarrass the owl anymore, and compromised: "Well, then you are free."

So the owl walked into the toilet with a bucket alone, and heard the sound of locking the door.

"Why would he want to be alone?" The two-headed snake was puzzled.

The crow thought about it and hesitated, "Probably because of shyness?"

The owl stayed in the toilet for a long time and finally came out. He looked normal all over his body, except for his paler face. But the blood in the bucket increased significantly, but the blood seemed to be thicker.

"Are you okay?" The crow saw him coming out and asked with concern, looking up at the owl unbearably: "Where did you cut?"

The owl was a little slow and asked, "What?"

"I mean, where did you cut when you bleed?"

"Uh ... arm." The owl paused before answering halfway, and kept its head down.

The crow pursed its lips and looked intently at the owl's face: "Can you show me?"

"No, no need, I've dealt with it myself." Owl said, moving the bucket over. The crow took it for granted, feeling the weight of the bucket, and he frowned slightly.

The crow said, "How much blood did you put out? This bucket is a lot heavier."

"Not much." The face of the owl was white as paper, and his head was lowered under the dim light, looking like a dead body that had just come back to life.

The crow trembled his lips and just wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He was silent for a while, and taunted himself, "This blood is almost enough. It seems I have to go to the trouble of that evil wolf, good luck."

The long-lost owl smiled at the crow: "Good luck."

So the crow turned and gathered up the courage to walk towards the evil wolf. The evil wolf probably knew the crow's strategy. This time he had an unexpectedly good discussion. Without much effort, the evil wolf came over and generously. Sitting next to the owl, he stared at the owl with interest.

"I thought your blood was frozen." The evil wolf mocked at the owl.

The owl didn't seem to be very comfortable. He didn't fight with the evil wolf, and replied coldly, "Shut up."

"This attitude is not good." The evil wolf smiled, because he was sitting next to the owl. After he said this, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the owl's arm. This movement was too fast, making the owl too late to react, just turned his head The evil wolf straightened up his sleeve, exposing the pale-skinned arm of the owl.

"It's a pity, didn't you cut this hand?" The wolf sighed, and the owl shook him angrily and put down the sleeve of his arm.

"Do what you should do, sir, don't force me to keep stinging you." Owl said maliciously.

Fortunately, this time, the evil wolf did not continue to tease him. After taking the knife, he cut a long wound in his palm. The **** blood dripped down and fell into the bucket. Here, ripples dripping on the **** water.

The monster lying on the ground howled with a hoarse voice. It seemed to be suddenly strong, and it opened its eyes, its eyes were dark, the kind of eyes that were not white, completely black, and dry. His limbs waved wildly, making it look creepy.

The wolf thoughtfully, half of the blood was released, and he suddenly stood up, spread out his bleeding arm, and walked towards the monster. His blood dropped to the ground, and the **** smell filled the air. The monster was stimulated. He no longer waved his arms randomly, but climbed up hard, lying on the ground like a dog, with dark eyes staring at the evil wolf.

Hungry and staring eyes.

Everyone around was horrified by the scene and stepped back to start watching. The monster didn't look at others, he stared at the evil wolf. Mr. Wolf was not afraid at all. He even laughed. He should be excited. He let his blood fall in front of the monster, and the monster lay directly on it. The blood began to lick on the ground, and the scene was **** and disgusting.

The monster just licked it all the way and licked it into the bucket along the blood. It screamed happily, the sound was sharp and sharp, and then it squatted beside the bucket and put the entire face into the bucket. Individuals can clearly hear its greedy swallowing and licking.

"Damn, I have a feeling of nausea." The two-headed snake covered her stomach uncomfortably, and became paler and paler because of excessive blood loss.

The crow looking aside was also pale, and he couldn't help paying attention to the owl, and found that the owl could not be described by his face like paper, and his skin even showed a blue color. But the owl was very calm, his expression seemed to be getting less and less. When fighting with the evil wolf before, he was obviously angry, but his face was not undulating at all.

The black cat looks as usual. Although he also bleeds blood, it doesn't seem to affect the feeling at all. As always, the black cat will stare at the crow carefully for a long time.

The evil wolf over there licked his palms, and tore himself a piece of cloth to tie the wound.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the monster that wasn't full to eat. The monster ate quickly, holding the bucket and drank it. The blood almost splattered it, making it a **** and skinny skeleton.

Finally, the monster seemed to be full. It threw the bucket and lay on the ground contentedly, and it was motionless for half a ring. The crow didn't see any reaction, and his heart was a little anxious. He just took a step forward and the monster Suddenly bent up, lying on the floor and started vomiting.

A stench filled the room with the sickening smell.

"My **** vomiting." The two-headed snake stopped looking at the monster, and frowned at his stomach. He has the same action as the crow. In fact, the crow can't stand this terrible scene and smell.

But three of the five people present did not change their face. The evil wolf was used to twisting his character, staring at the monster where he vomited and still looked cheerful. The black cat is a kind of a bit unresponsive, and keeps his face unmoved all the time.

The owl was really unaffected. He didn't seem to smell the stench at all. He didn't even look like he was no longer undulating his chest. He stared at the monster lying on the ground without any expression.

"None of those three guys?" The two-headed snake couldn't bear the expression, pulling the crow squatting far enough into the corner, and began to complain: "The guy whose code name is 'Wolf', saw him from the beginning. , There is an expression on his face, and he sneers at you, an expression that thinks about **** you every moment. I don't even want to say the other two. Mom's face is expressionless or faceless. expression!"

"Owl wasn't like this before." The crow frowned. He remembered that when he first woke up in the carriage with the owl, the other party's emotions were still more rich ... But as time passed, his expression began to decrease. Already.

"As for the black cat, this guy is very mysterious and too silent. But he has something similar to Mr. Wolf."

"What's similar?"

The crow paused, and seemed to be trying to answer. It took a long time to say, "What do you say ... there is a feeling of cruelty."

"What about me?" The two-headed snake suddenly pointed at itself.

"You?" The crow looked up at the snake, which smiled at him. The crow thought for a while, and answered very seriously, "... two ... two goods."

So the two-headed snake didn't speak, staring at the crow spookily. The crow was startled by his look and flattered, "Well, it's scary when you don't speak."

The two-headed snake immediately smiled again.

The two-headed snake is very strange. When he is silent and expressionless, the aura feels gloomy, especially those eyes, which are very brave. But once he spoke, this gloomy aura would not be broken, and he immediately became like a big brother next door.

It was so interesting, the crow thought silently in his heart.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit slow to update, ah ... I've become more diligent recently, so I've got Cavendish. 2k novel reading network