Chapter 77 Escape Room 9
In the previous second, the prop healed Pan Mo's injuries, and in the next second, the flames and continued high temperature continued to tear open his healed wounds.
The wound healed and burned again, burned and healed again, which was more like a repetitive torture, making Pan Mo scream in pain.
His wails echoed out of the stove and reached Yu Ke's ears clearly.
She couldn't help but turn pale.
Just by listening, she seemed to be able to feel the extreme pain of being burned by fire.
At the critical moment of life and death, Pan Mo used all the props he could, and even used all his points to buy new props.
But apart from the healing items that work on him, neither the cooling items nor the fire-extinguishing items are effective on the stove.
There are fire-proof self-defense items for sale in the mall, but Pan Mo’s current points are not enough to buy such advanced self-defense items.
Chen Kaili took his baseball bat and smashed the glass on the stove door frantically, but it didn't break after a long time.
Mu Hao turned to the stove door on the other side, kicked it a few times, and found that the glass on this side was a little thinner than that on the other side.
He called Chen Kaili over and asked him to break another glass.
This time, Chen Kaili's big muscles paid off and he successfully broke the glass.
He quickly smashed all the remaining glass into pieces and moved closer to the cave entrance, trying to find Pan Mo's figure through the raging flames and thick smoke.
A bloody hand suddenly emerged from the flames and poked its head out of the cave.
Chen Kaili subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid it.
Then Pan Mo's head popped out of the hole. He struggled to stretch out one shoulder and head. Regardless of the scorching heat of the furnace, he desperately leaned against the furnace body and tried to climb out.
Now there is not a single piece of good skin anywhere he can see.
All the hair on his body, whether it was hair or eyebrows, was burned off.
The skin on his hands and face was swollen and bright red, with blisters of varying sizes scattered across it. Some of the blisters had already broken open, leaking clear, sticky liquid.
He looked extremely miserable and horrible, almost inhuman.
Yu Ke's face turned pale as he watched this scene. Cold sweat broke out on his back and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
The opening of the glass was not big enough, and half of Pan Mo's shoulder was stuck, and he couldn't get out.
He struggled and roared desperately, and his arms, which were pressed against the hot stove, made a sizzling sound.
Faintly, there seemed to be a faint smell of barbecue wafting in the room.
Whenever Yu Ke thought about the source of this smell, her stomach started churning and she even felt nauseous when breathing.
Guo Gaoqi frantically took out his knife and said, "Cut your hand off first, and come out first."
At first, when he was put on an iron hood, he felt that he was extremely unlucky and wanted to dig out his eyes to save himself.
Seeing Pan Mo's situation now, Guo Gaoqi suddenly felt that he was not so unlucky.
Luck indeed comes from comparison.
But this knife is too small.
Guo Gaoqi stabbed Pan Mo's shoulder with a knife. Pan Mo screamed again, but the knife could not cut through the hard human bones.
If this trend continues, by the time the knife cuts the hand, the person will be burned to ashes.
"No! We need to use a chainsaw! Do you have a bigger knife?"
Guo Gaoqi was sweating profusely while working hard and asked others loudly.
Chen Kaili: "It's just a baseball bat! You don't know how much the bigger weapons in the mall cost. If I could afford it, I would have gone to a high-level dungeon long ago!"
Others echoed with silence.
The props in the mall are weird and there are all kinds of them, but attack props generally follow a principle: the bigger the props, the more expensive they are.
In other words, expensive things are not necessarily big, but big things are definitely expensive.
After all, a bigger knife or sword will definitely have more killing power.
In fact, if you just want to cut your hands at this time, you don’t need any props, an ordinary machete will do the job.
However, the mall only sells props, not ordinary weapons.
So far, only Chen Kaili has found a baseball bat in the copy, and no one else has gained anything.
You can't cut your hand with a baseball bat.
Guo Gaoqi: "Why don't you come and do it, you are stronger... Shit! He is not moving!"
Guo Gaoqi didn't bother to rub the knife, and put it under Pan Mo's nose with trembling hands.
"No...no breathing..."
Pan Mo was burned to death by the fire.
This result made Yu Ke feel dizzy.
Her fingers curled up, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her palms. Her fingertips sank into the flesh, and all ten fingers turned red due to excessive force.
His face became paler and paler, losing all its blood color, like a jade statue without any vitality.
She couldn't help thinking that she was the one who almost entered the furnace just now.
If it weren't for the last words on the radio, she would have really gone in.
The one who was burned to death by the fire now is her.
Yu Ke looked at Pan Mo's death and it seemed as if she had become like him. She felt so frightened that her legs went weak and her body swayed slightly.
Mu Hao held her shoulders and stood in front of her, "Don't look."
Yu Ke lowered her eyelashes and looked at Mu Hao's arm in front of her, and suddenly a desire arose in her heart.
...I want to stick it.
The fear of having narrowly escaped a tragic death made her no longer care about propriety, morality, and integrity, and she only wanted to satisfy her own selfish desires.
Just let her be a pervert for once.
The little beauty's eyes were red, and her soft fingers gently climbed up Mu Hao's arm.
The contact with another person's skin greatly soothed the fear in her heart, and her cold fingers coveted his warmth.
Her thick eyelashes trembled, and she tentatively placed her palm forward.
The muscles under his hands suddenly tensed, but he did not step back, as if he approved of her actions.
Yu Ke didn't even dare to look up at Mu Hao's expression. She grabbed his arm with a mixture of satisfaction and shame.
Mu Hao stood frozen in place, his heart burning with anger because of her initiative.
He guessed that she was too scared, but among so many people, she chose him, so that at least meant that she didn't hate him, right?
Just not being annoying was enough to make his heart surge.
The two of them formed a small siege here, quietly holding hands, one with red eyes and one with red ears.
Yu Ke kept telling herself to just touch him for one last minute and then let go.
But billions of minutes passed and neither of them let go.
…It seems like the more I touch it, the more addicted I become.
Chen Kaili over there has already started digging up the body.
The fire in the stove was still burning. He lifted Pan Mo's exposed arm and felt around with his eyes, but saw no trace of the wooden ring.
Wu Yihe: "If there were any, they were probably burned clean."
Chen Kaili was unwilling to give up, and went to search Pan Mo's chest pocket again, but still found nothing.
He sighed in annoyance.
Just a person died in vain?
The atmosphere among the crowd was very heavy for a moment, and at this moment, the locked iron door made a sound.
With a creaky sound, the iron door opened automatically.
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