Did MA Xiaojun lose control again?
Just as the surveillance officer was feeling uneasy, the purple-black fog slowly dispersed, revealing a scene that made him tilt his head and frown.
In the raggedy room, only the area around the sofa remained the same, forming a spherical boundary with a radius of about two meters.
In the middle of the soft sofa, the body of the terrifying rough stone " prisoner " was in a hideous and deformed posture. His beautiful face was distorted, and his empty eyes stared at the ceiling in a daze. From time to time, he would suddenly Twitch as if an electric current had passed through him.
Gulp~
The surveillance officer swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He did not dare to imagine what kind of inhuman torture it was to make a person on the stone steps show such a twisted expression!
His gaze shifted uneasily. Beside the "prisoner" was a "plain" man who was frowning and rubbing his forehead in distress.
