Muttering in his mouth, Feng Chenglin's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Ha!"

There was a soft noise from overhead, and a white light shone.

"Hey, are you dead?? If you die, you scream..."

"Your uncle..." Feng Chenglin scolded vigorously: "You are so dead, can you still speak!"

The breeze came, and Feng Chenglin suddenly felt a little refreshed.

"I said... you old guy, have the ability to come in and watch me bite you to death..."

"Hehe, don't worry, one day you will kill me!"

While talking, Wu Shengji hooked the water bag up with an iron hook. After filling it with water, he threw down a steamed bun.

"Feng Chenglin, let me ask you first... Do you want to be so suffocated, or do you want to be killed by me!"

"Your uncle!"

Feng Chenglin grabbed the steamed buns and swallowed them in two or two mouthfuls, and then drank half a bag of water, only then did he feel his energy fully recovered.

"The big young man still said that, you must kill me, if I take the opportunity, I will kill you bit by bit!!"

"Ha!"

The iron lid was closed, and Feng Chenglin's anger came into his ears again.

"Fuck!!"

He hated to shake his hand, and decisively stopped scolding.

He cursed for so long, except for almost suffocating himself, there was no more use.

With that idle time, it's better to think about how to get out! !

Looking around, Feng Chenglin was speechless: "If the Third Young Master were here, what would she do?!"

Thinking of Ling Luoyu's appearance, he sat down cross-legged, his eyes slowly looking around.

Suddenly, he jumped up as if burning his ass.

"That's not right... How did I get such a big guy in?!"

The hole above the steamed bun was also a big bowl, and he couldn't even stretch his head out, let alone a big living person.

As long as the opponent didn't throw him in to Chebacheba and re-install, there must be a big hole that can accommodate him.

He suddenly looked at his body, his clothes were intact and there was no loss, which meant that the hole he came in was bigger than he thought.

"This is easy!!"

Feng Chenglin's chicken thief smiled and quickly touched around.

"San Shao said that there is nothing perfect in this world! There must be a gap in this big iron bucket too!!"

If there is an opening, there must be a gap.

As long as you find a gap, you will be able to come out! !

After touching it for a while, all of Feng Fatty's pride disappeared again.

"Fuck!!"

There are indeed cracks in the surrounding iron wall, but there are more cracks.

Before touching a wall, more than 20 cracks, large and small, have been formed.

It seems that this big iron bucket is assembled from countless iron blocks.

After touching it thoroughly, Feng Chenglin fell to the ground.

For him now, it is better not to touch it! !

Before touching it, he still felt hopeful everywhere in his life, and he could get out of this abnormal place at any time.

But after touching it, I felt tired of not loving, and instantly felt that the world was still so dark.

With his unlearned mind, how easy is it to go out? !

Frustrated half of the incense, Feng Chenglin's eyes fell on the iron wall again.

"Whether it is a method or not, I have to try it? I can't just die here like this, right?!"

He had a certain idea, he got up angrily, beaten with blood, and touched it piece by piece.