I don’t know how long it has passed, and I don’t know how many times it was to wake up from the confusion of consciousness. The two big men who tortured him were finally tired of the game and temporarily left the house where he was imprisoned.

Witt shook his buzzing head, clenched his back teeth hard, trying to suppress his anger from childhood to adulthood. This can be said to be the worst insult he has ever suffered. He has secretly vowed that he will not make this game without avenging this revenge!

Of course, he also understood that revenge was a story later. The most important thing now is to escape from this ghost place... Looking up, the room was dim. Except for a dim chandelier hanging above his head, there was no other light source, which made him unable to see the characteristics of the room.

Witt tried to break free from his hands tied tightly behind the chair, but unfortunately the bondage in this game did not seem to be a joke. No matter how hard he struggled, it seemed that he could not use his strength.

A sound of footsteps soon sounded outside the door, which made Witt feel desperate. He sighed and prepared to face the next round of torture.

Soon, Yiyefut approached from the darkness and said to him: "I didn't expect you to be really a tough guy. Do you plan to not speak anyway?"

"No! Of course not! I really don't know anything..." Witt tried hard to exhale, "I said, "Sister, just spare me!"

A loud slap immediately slapped Witt's left cheek, and once again...

"Who is the eldest sister? Don't insult my young beauty." Yiyefut said with a chin raised and pretending to be cold and arrogant.

Witt bit the bottom, pulled the corner of his mouth up, and responded unansweredly: "Every time I slap the left face? Next time I will try another side?"

He looked directly at the witch without fear. The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Yiyefut sneered: "If you really don't know, then you can always find the girl you have been with for a few days, right?"

"Girl? What girl?" Witt continued to pretend to be stupid, but his acting skills became more and more far-fetched.

"You know who I am talking about, Ayatsuji, the girl who wears a fox mask, wears a red shirt, and only speaks coldly. Haven't you been together for a long time?"

"Then we separated."

"But she always takes you to places she often goes?"

Witt did not answer this question immediately because he was thinking about a plan...

At this time, Iyevt spoke again: "Let's make a deal to take me to her. Once you catch her, you can get freedom. How about it?"

Witt immediately replied without blinking: "Disclaimer."-

The two big men who were tortured themselves were escorted out of the dim hut, one after another, and Witt's hands were still tied behind him. He shouted to Iyevt who was walking in front with dissatisfaction: "Please loosen your ties, are you still afraid of me as a 30-level character?"

This effectively aroused the female devil's thinking point. She pulled out a knife, turned around for a few steps, and neatly cut off the rope tied to Witt's hand: "Of course I'm not afraid, I can't cause any storm."

The whole thing was finally a little relaxed. At this time, Witt finally looked up and looked around. The overall decoration of the building was a bit retro. A bright red carpet was laid on the long corridor that I walked out of the room and came. The crystal light above my head was not turned on, and only the wall light on one side was dimly lit with candlelight, which looked a little dark. Witt turned his head and looked out from the windows of the corridor. He could see the building in the hotel at a glance. It seemed that this stronghold was on one side of the hotel.

From the entrance of the stairs at the end of the corridor, Iyevt suddenly turned to face him and said, "Before we set out, I need to know the direction of our destination, boy, tell us, where are you going to take us?"

"This... I'll study where we are now..." Witt was asked suddenly by this question. Of course, he didn't think about taking them to Heiyu's territory to cause trouble. He just wanted to find a chance to get out...

So he took two steps back and looked out pretending to think. The lights outside the window kept the sarcasm that the Cinema should have. This time, his gaze was frozen on a crow's body for no reason. The bird was standing firmly on the signboard of the hotel expenses, looking at him motionlessly.
Chapter completed!