Pain!
All the bones in his body felt as if they had been smashed to pieces by a steel rod, and it hurt as if they were falling apart.
Liu Feng was awakened by the bumpy carriage. His eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds of glue. He barely opened a crack and saw the dark carriage. The smell of inferior wood mixed with blood and dust made people frown.
He wanted to raise his hand to rub his swollen temples, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.
"Holy shit!"
The foul language came out subconsciously, and Liu Feng was mostly awake in an instant.
When he looked down, he saw two dark chains tightly wrapped around his wrists and ankles. The chains were bitingly cold, and the area next to his skin was burning, as if there were countless tiny needles pricking him. What was even more weird was that the brute force in his body that usually used to fight and hold up scenes had completely disappeared at this moment.
Let alone breaking free from the chains, he didn't even have the strength to sit up straight now.
Liu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable chill ran down the back of his neck and directly to the top of his head.
He Liufeng, a well-known street gangster in the city, has neither a father nor a mother. He has been crawling around in the streets and alleys since he was a child. He relies on ruthlessness in fighting and cheating in life. With his brute strength and clever ideas that are not afraid of death, he has made a prosperous life at the bottom. Others are afraid of causing trouble, but he is not afraid. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. He has understood this since he was five years old.
But now, he fell, and he fell inexplicably.
The scene from half a day ago suddenly rushed into my mind, and it was frighteningly clear.
