It can move now!

Lin Yang spat out a hidden silver needle.

Before he came, he specifically asked Dina to make him an Ang that could be stored in his mouth.

Now it just so happens to come in handy.

Lin Yang lowered his head, inserted the silver needle into the handcuffs, and twisted them slightly.

He broke free completely.

Then Lin Yang used the same method to open the cell door.

"You, you, you!"

The little Japanese dog, summoned by the man in the black skull mask to watch over Lin Yang, stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief.

Lin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, not intending to say a second word to the other party. He sent out the silver needle, and the little Japanese dog shut up.

Lin Yang took off the little Japanese dog's clothes, looking somewhat disgusted.

"These pants are so small, no wonder you're a little Japanese dog!"

After Lin Yang finished speaking, he casually put his clothes on the Japanese dog.

He dragged the other person to where he had been lying and then closed the door.

"You broke your promise!"

A hoarse, devastating scream came from not far away.

Lin Yang frowned, knocked down a Japanese man who had discovered him, wiped his face, and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

On the vast sea, a black fishing boat floated silently.

Where the fishing sail should have been hung, hung a boy covered in blood.

Jiangnan lay on the beach, her hands and feet bound, covered in blood. She was the one who had made the sound just now.

Beside her, several boys were tied together, their faces expressionless and their eyes devoid of emotion.

The other teenagers, who were in better mental condition and were staring intently at the black skull, were tied up separately.

His wounds were much more severe than those of the expressionless boys next to him.