Groggy and waking up from a coma, at this moment Bai Le only felt waves of dull pain emanating from his head.
At the same time, he also felt as if he was drifting, with nowhere to place his feet.
Not only that, his body felt incomparably light, no longer encased in the sense of security provided by military-grade special armor.
Feeling this way, Bai Le instinctively raised his head, only to find his hands tied with a rope, as if he were a fat pig waiting for slaughter, hanging awkwardly.
The military special armor on his body had also been removed, which was why he now felt a sense of lightness.
Seeing this, Bai Le quickly glanced around and realized he was still in the room where the battle had taken place, but now, like livestock waiting for slaughter, he was hung from the ceiling!
What on earth is happening?!
