C118 Wang Houning's disease

In a secret basement of a bar.

Icy cold liquid poured down his head, and Ma Tiya woke up.

Ma Tiya raised his head and realized that he was sitting in a completely unfamiliar environment. His hands and feet were tied to a chair with a leather rope, and there was only a single bright white light shining from the top of his head. He was surrounded by a black mass of men in black leather shoes