Chaos Office

"Quickly tell me who ordered you to do this!" The woman slapped the table heavily.

"We are commercial spies, and we are also professional, so don't try to get any information about our employer from us." Leng Jing raised his legs and began to pretend to be profound.

"It seems that you are very confident that you will not go to jail?" The woman sneered, "I will let you know that if you offend us, your life will be worse than death. Come and take them to the special office!"

The so-called special office is the dungeon.

It's just that the settings here are more advanced and airtight. Leng Jing and Mr. Ying were pushed into a closed cell without windows, waiting for the next torture.

Through the crack in the door, they could see that people outside were preparing the electric chair. They could deduce that it was not a torture device capable of electrocuting people, but it was enough for people to suffer great torture.

"Electric torture." Leng Jing touched his chin.

Sure enough, after a while, the door was opened, and several people wearing masks pointed at him coldly and escorted him out.

Seeing this posture, Mr. Ying quickly shouted: "Calm! You have to hold on! Don't say anything!"

"I won't be knocked down!" shouted coldly, and was shoved and shoved into the electric chair.

Several people tied the straps of the chair firmly to Leng Jing's hands and feet, making him unable to move on the electric chair. A man operating the console said fiercely: "Boy, I'll give you one last chance, or I'll let you try it." Taste the taste of being burnt by electricity!"

"Let go of me! Give up! Don't want to know anything if you kill you!" Leng Jing contradicted with emotion.

"Hard mouth, let you taste it first!" The man pressed the button of the low current, and the current flowed along the wire to the cold body.Ordinary people may suffer from this kind of torture, but Longshen Lengjing is completely unaware of it.

After 5 minutes, Leng Jing didn't even change his expression, and the equipment clearly showed that it was working.

A few torturers suspected that the equipment was broken, so they increased the current multiple—Leng Jing still didn’t feel it, but asked leisurely: “Is your electric chair broken? Why didn’t anything happen? Woolen cloth?"

"It's impossible!" Angrily, a man turned up the current to the maximum and beat the instrument vigorously. The wires crackled, but nothing happened.

"The quality is so bad, are you giving me a beauty massage?" Leng Jing teased.

"The electric chair is broken! That electrician is really an idiot!" Several people yelled, and they went to untie Leng Jing without turning off the switch, wanting to drag Leng Jing to another torture room for interrogation.

But in fact, Leng Jing's whole body is still surrounded by electric current at this moment, and when those people touch Leng Jing, they are shocked and fall to the ground.

Suddenly, the only sound left in the corridor of the punishment room was the crackling of wires.

Leng Jing easily tore off the belt on his body, jumped off the electric chair, found the electronic cards on these people, and opened the locked door of Mr. Ying.

"It seems that our jobs are really going to be lost." Mr. Ying came to the unconscious torturer, found a pistol from them and threw it to Leng Jing, "Let's go find Feng Wu and the others."

"Don't worry about them, if this trivial matter can't be settled, they don't deserve to be a member of the threegod special attack team." He put the pistol on his belt coolly and handsomely, his tone and actions were really like a secret agent.

Young Master Ying originally wanted to say something about the special attack team, but he shut up when he saw Leng Jing winking at him.He understood what Leng Jing meant. Apart from these human beings, there was also an inhuman force monitoring them.

However, when they tried to get out of the dungeon, they realized that the dimly lit dungeon seemed to have no end. generally.

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On the other side, Xiao Qi and Feng Wu sat down and tasted the food slowly, giving up on continuing their endless exploration.Probably this kind of indifferent attitude angered the "owner" of this place. The originally dark hall suddenly lit up the chandelier, and the dim yellow light of the electric chandelier made everything around it look very strange. The creaking sound came from the door on one side Come, like the friction of iron chains.

The two went to the door to check, and saw that there was no longer an endless corridor outside the door, but an elevator slowly rising.

When they stepped into the elevator, the elevator automatically closed the door and went up. After a while, the slow elevator finally reached the top floor.

What appeared in front of them was a round ball hall, and servants wearing masks and well-dressed to greet them—old music was playing in the hall, and some men and women in cheongsams and old-fashioned suits were holding champagne in their hands, in a well-decorated They laughed and danced in the ballroom, but everyone was wearing a ball mask, as if they were holding a masked ball, and everything looked like it was decades ago.

"This is...?" Xiaoqi looked around strangely, and Fat Bird immediately noticed the exquisite food on the long dining table in the ballroom.

"Are we invited to the banquet?" Fat Bird was still carrying his backpack.

"Are you two also here to attend Mr. Zhou's and Mrs. Zhou's ball? Please come inside." The servant bowed respectfully and presented the game props for entering the ball—two feather masks.

Fat Niao and Xiao Qi were obviously brought into some kind of illusion.