Following the direction of the jailer's finger, Wang Dao glanced at the cross, which was more than two feet long, and walked forward after explaining to a few people.

The dusty passage was filled with footprints one by one, and it seemed that the people in the prison had already frightened the people in prison, and no one dared to clean it.

When I came to the door, I reached out and touched the cross, and it felt that it was really silver, and there were many gems inlaid on it, which was definitely worth a lot.

Then I looked at the door, and the cracks in the metal door were welded to death. The next moment there was a roar that was by no means human, and there was a whisper, and the lights of the passage began to flicker, and everyone at the end of the passage took a few steps back in unison.

"Master Dao, if you don't have the ability to do it, don't open the door, if the devil is released, it will be a terrible thing. ”

The shout of the radar came, and Wang Dao turned his head to look at him, and said very shyly. "Is there anything in this world that I can't do?"

After finishing the hand, a nine-inch dragon descending needle appeared, poured true qi into a short sword shape, inserted it into the crack of the door and began to cut the welded part, and after cutting the door gently, a rotten breath came to the face. The royal road looked inside.

"Hold the grass!"

Even he couldn't help but exclaim, the scene inside was completely beyond his expectations, only to see a metal torture rack similar to a tiger chair in the small interrogation room, and a figure was tied to it and kept struggling.

This figure was wearing bloodstained prison clothes, not only were his hands and feet handcuffed to the torture rack, but also ropes were added in the later stage, and several silver nails were nailed to his body.

His hair was thinning, his face was bruised, and there was a mysterious pattern that looked like a tattoo, but Wang Dao could see that it was definitely not a tattoo. And this guy isn't a zombie either. It was definitely a living person, with a crazy look in his eyes, a constant roar in his mouth, and there was absolutely no one else in the room, but there was still a whisper of someone who was not there.

It doesn't look like a ghost, and if a ghost is on the body, it is absolutely impossible for a person to live for so long without eating, drinking, and being nailed with several long nails, Wang Dao turned his head to look at the radar at the end of the passage and shouted.

"What the hell is this!"

Radar's answer almost made Wang Dao feel an urge to vomit blood, "The devil is also a ghost, after all, the legend also ran out of hell, and there is no entity that can be possessed!"

Wang Dao rolled his eyes, he had read some information about the Western devil, all kinds of information, and the most complete information could not count how many kinds there were, some had entities, and some did not. Only then did I realize that the Brazilian side also classified ghosts as demons. But ghosts and devils are two completely different species.

However, the disembodied devil and the ghost also have common characteristics, they are both evil spirits, but I don't know if the nine-inch dragon needle can be killed, and absorb the energy to replenish themselves.

Now the only thing is to try, don't kill this living person who is still suffering and release the devil, he stepped into the interrogation room.

As he stepped in, the whispering became more rapid, and the people on the torture rack began to struggle violently, and the roars became even more frenzied, and Wang Dao saw that there was no tongue in his mouth, his teeth were all pulled out, and his body was only skin and bones, which was pitiful enough.

The nine-inch dragon needle changed back to its original state again, Wang Dao walked to the side of the torture rack, this person turned his head and wanted to bite him, but he could only open his mouth like a dying fish, Wang Dao raised his hand, and the nine-inch dragon needle pierced his temple.

I didn't want to kill him, but I also knew that if the devil who possessed him was killed, this body would also be dead, in fact, it should have died a long time ago, but it was just supported by the devil in the body.

The next moment, the head of the person on the torture rack drooped down, and he was completely relieved by the lack of breath, and the hurried whispering in the room disappeared, which made Wang Dao a little surprised, realizing that the nine-inch dragon descending needle could actually kill the demon who had no body, which was an unexpected joy.

He pulled out the nine-inch dragon descending needle and looked at it, there was a black line on the golden needle body that was almost invisible to the naked eye, which was the manifestation of absorbing external energy, and Wang Dao immediately put the nine-inch dragon descending needle into the sea of knowledge.

The nine-inch dragon descending needle that entered the sea of knowledge transformed into a mini golden dragon and began to spit out energy, which was more evil and cold than the energy transformed into ghosts.

Strangely, he saw a picture of magma and flames, and a creature with horns on its head roaring loudly. The picture flashed by though. He didn't even see the monster clearly, but Wang Dao understood its shouting.

"Wudao, it's you bastard again, we're not done......"

What the!

Wang Dao scratched his head, he was sure that this was not a flash of memory from his previous life. Rather, it was a picture mixed in with that cold and evil energy, and as this energy was transformed into true qi, the picture dissipated like smoke.

What's the situation, did I know that monster in my previous life?

Wang Dao can only think like this, and the monster's roar is definitely not a human language, and he can understand it, so it proves that he has mastered a unique language, the demon language!

It's good to master one more foreign language after all, Wang Dao didn't delve into that picture, anyway, he didn't want to delve into the things of his previous life, he planned to let it pass, and it was the most important thing to work hard to live this life.

He walked out of the interrogation room, saw everyone at the end of the corridor looking at him again, and whispered in Huaxia, "Settled." ”

Radar immediately excitedly informed the jailer. Translate it for him, the corners of Wang Dao's mouth were raised, and he understood Radar's Spanish, and guessed in his heart that it should be the demon that merged with the soul of the dead, so that he also mastered Spanish.

Hu Jing came first. The others hurried to follow, and they all went to the interrogation room to look inside, but they could only see the scrawny corpse, and nothing else.

The jailer reports to the warden, who has the body disposed of. The royal people returned to the office, and the bearded man was already waiting.

The bearded man who learned that Wang Dao had killed the devil looked at him with suspicion and asked in English, "You are not controlled by the devil, are you?"

Wang Dao immediately laughed, and replied in the same English, "Hehe, the devil is a fart." ”

The bearded man didn't dwell on this matter anymore, but changed the subject, "My superiors agreed to let you in, and let me tell you." If a prisoner wants to attack you, you are allowed to kill them. You're going to a felony area, where you're full of vicious people, so don't have any scruples. ”

Wang Dao shrugged, "That's the best." Who's going to show me the way?"

The bearded man glanced around, pointed at the jailer who had taken a few people to the interrogation room, and said in Spanish, "You beat him to the felony section." ”

"Why me again?" the jailer cried, and was about to cry.

"Just bring it to the door. Let him go in on his own. The bearded man added, and the jailer was relieved.

"It's too dangerous for him to go in alone, isn't it?" the tall Brazilian beauty said, also in Spanish, of course.

The bearded man saw Radar following the jailer to get the key, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, he's strong." The superiors meant that there were too many people in the prison and that it was just in need of a cleanup. Let this Huaxia kill a group, even if those hypocritical politicians are held accountable, it can be pushed to Huaxia and him. ”

"That's a good idea, the guys in the recidivism section deserve to die. The Brazilian beauty smiled as well.

The two of them spoke in Spanish. I thought that everyone in the royal road couldn't understand it, but I didn't expect that the royal road had mastered Spanish now.

As soon as he heard that he was going to be a backstabber, Wang Dao was not happy, but he didn't break it, everything was mainly about finding the prisoner who knew the news of the blood orchid, and just when the bearded man handed over the photo, he hurriedly took a look.

The photo shows a bald man, who looks very fierce, and Brazilians are also strange, they love to tattoo their heads, and this guy has tattoos on his head and face, which is very recognizable. In fact, a tattoo on the face is a status symbol, just like the tattoos on the body of those members of the Japanese community, but the parts are different.

Soon the key was taken, and the jailer led the royal people to the felony quarter. This time, the bearded ten-member squad also followed, all heavily armed, and the reason why they followed was not to escort, but to see how Wang Dao dealt with those prisoners.

When the door to the prisoner's area opened, a foul smell hit the face, almost smoking, and the wide corridor was lined with cells on both sides, densely packed with people and debris, like a place where prisoners were kept. It is directly reminiscent of a chicken farm.

As soon as the women came in, the prisoners screamed and swore foul language as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and many of them simply took off their pants and did indecent things.

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