Marvel: I Can Control Metal

It's in the black prison building, in a quiet room.

Brom looked at the small room around forty square meters, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

With his arms tied, he was struggling desperately in the handcuffs.

The hands bound by the sturdy shackles could not move.

But Brom was struggling desperately regardless of his injury, but in a few moments, the whole wrist was dripping with blood, and the crimson blood kept flowing down the thigh.

The intense pain was constantly hitting Brom's brain.

Perhaps it was the few rebirths of severed limbs that made him accustomed, and he was psychologically prepared, coupled with this strange substance in the body, it would weaken the pain to a certain extent.

For this reason, Brom could not be fainted by the intense pain.

But at this time, he was still looking ugly, his clenched teeth were about to break, and he shook his two bound arms like a lunatic.

If this scene is filmed, I think it will be more exciting than the person who saw the legs in Jigsaw Cry 1.

Brom is so crazy at this time because the restorative power in his body is temporarily uncontrollable, and he is still unconsciously recovering the wound on his wrist.

Such and such will only make him abandon his previous work and suffer all the pain.

‘Long pain is worse than short one! ! ’

This was the only thought in Brom's mind at this time.

At this time, the severe pain in his wrists had almost made him give up, which was simply not something ordinary people could do.

It's uncomfortable to think about the kind of tearing off one's wrist.

And Brom's eyes were bloodshot.

There is a ‘crack! ’Crisp sound.

Several pieces of teeth burst out of his mouth.

And the swing of the arms is getting bigger and bigger.

The skin on the wrist has been rubbed off, leaving only Bai Sensen's bones connected to it.

"what!!"

Brom couldn't hold back the sound at this time, and cried out in pain.

Pulling his hands vigorously, he ‘clicked’, and the two **** palms fell to the ground.

And that layer of bizarre lava tissue immediately covered the wound of the severed limb.

The pain that made Brom want to commit suicide quickly subsided.

Finally, he raised his hands and looked at his lonely arm and the strange tissue tumbling on it.

On his pale face, Brom could barely squeeze out a smile.

It's just that smile with endless gloom.

He changed his mind. With such ability, he decided not to escape.

He wants to run out, and then kill the people in the black prison one by one, and he wants to eliminate everyone present today.

Especially the little **** who kicked him away, to find his family, and the little girl that I met during the day, none of them can be let go!

The brand-new tissues on both hands were tumbling, and new palms slowly re-grown in them.

Brom was just a little wondering why the rate of new students had become so slow.

Without noticing it, the crimson-orange cracks on his face spread more and more.

He just swallowed, and suddenly felt a thirst.

As the palm of his hand gradually recovered, this thirst became stronger and stronger.

But in a few seconds, all the lips were dry and cracked, and the mouth was also dry to the extreme.

It was like a person who had fled for a long time in the desert, and finally got the last breath of thirsty.

The original messy thoughts in my mind ended up with only one thought, "I want to drink water! Drink water!"

But now, the lower body and both feet are still locked.

Even on the table not far away, there is half a cup of pure water left after drinking.

But for Brom at this time, it was all close.

The focus of his eyes gradually lost, and even Brom's sanity began to gradually become confused.

In a hurry, he raised his arm that hadn't recovered and took a bite.

The blood splashed out all of a sudden and poured into Brom's mouth.

A trace of warm blood poured into his dry mouth, causing his dizzy head to wake up slightly.

But this can't solve the problem at all, the thick blood will only make myself more uncomfortable.

Brom didn't even think about why he was in this situation. At this moment, he was a little crazy, he just wanted to go to the table, drink the half glass of water, and then rushed out to eat and drink.

After struggling again, I was sure that I couldn't shake this metal **** on my body.

Crazy began to twist his ankles, trying to break his ankles again to get out.

If Zoster saw such a crazy move, he would definitely curse Brom as a lunatic.

If you want to drink water, just tell him no? Would you let him die of thirst?

After all, Brom is now the only experimental product. Although it is not valuable, it is also quite memorable. Zoster really didn't want this person to die like this.

Brom didn't care what Zost would think in the end, and now he wanted to drink the half glass of water.

Under such a ferocious and frantic struggle, only a thin layer of skin and flesh was left on the ankle in one minute.

With a hard effort, both ankles broke.

Brom supported his newly formed hands and pushed down.

Sure enough, without the hindrance of the soles of the feet, he was free from the **** of this indestructible metal.

Brom rolled over and fell to the ground, struggling to crawl to the table a few meters away.

The crimson energy on his body surged more and more fiercely, and the crimson cracks on his body also increased, covering his whole body.

But at this time, Brom still had fatal injuries on his body, and his broken feet were still very scary.

The energy surged, and the originally gentle and stable crimson energy began to flash on Brom's body.

Brom crawled towards the table with all his heart, struggling all over, looking very painful.

Gradually, even if his reaction was extremely slow to Brom, he noticed something wrong.

As soon as his body became stiff, he was about to turn around and crawl towards the door. He was about to ask Zoster for help. Regardless of the final result, the most important thing was to save his life first.

But he was still too late~www.NovelMTL.com~ many steps late.

During this period of time, he had many opportunities to stop this suicidal move, but he refused one by one and chose such a path of no return.

Before Brom turned around.

The red orange energy that had been surging in his body began to weaken crazily.

But the cracks inlaid in the original body are extremely real.

The gaze that was still somewhat enchanting instantly solidified, and even those small black-and-white eyeballs suddenly filled with cracks.

In the next second, the body that had just been active immediately pressed the pause button.

Numerous red-orange cracks spread wildly on his body, turning Brom into a cracked porcelain that was too fragile.

'bump'

There was a soft noise at the door.