As everyone knows, if Jiang Bai is just strong, then the ghost face is at most respectful, and he will definitely not use this flattering gesture to curry favor with Jiang Bai.

In particular, Ghost Face has been a powerful man in the No. 3 prison for many years, and he is a veritable No. 3 prison tyrant.

It's just a ghost face guessing that Jiang Bai's background must not be simple, he has such a cultivation at a young age, and in a big sect, he is also an elite disciple, and he is likely to be the descendant of a certain big sect in the ancient martial arts world.

He is just a small elder of the Blood Refining Sect, and the Blood Refining Sect is only a third-rate small sect in the ancient martial arts world, and his cultivation is similar to the disciples of those big sects, or even inferior.

Don't look at him in the No. 3 prison can be called the first person, in fact, only he knows that his strength is in the No. 2 prison, that is, the bottom exists.

If it weren't for the fact that he had saved Chu Gaohan, the warden of No. 3 Prison before, maybe he wouldn't have been transferred from No. 2 Prison to No. 3 Prison.

"Bai Shao, what else do you command?"

"Hmph, I don't have an order, I'm going to ask the cell boss to give a message to the warden. Jiang Bai stepped forward, a faint disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's... Bai Shao, please command. An Tou can be regarded as having figured it out, he didn't even dare to speak loudly with the ghost face, he was stupid to provoke the other party just now, it was just looking for death, and he hurriedly lowered his posture respectfully.

Whatever cell bosses, whatever managers, all get out.

"Tell you the warden that I want to see him, and you'd better hurry. ”

"Apart from these, does Bai Shao have any other orders?" An Tou asked respectfully.

"You can go. ”

After listening to Jiang Bai's words, An Tou was pardoned, and the other party didn't care about his provocation just now, which finally made him have a false alarm.

An Tou is really worried that Jiang Bai will make a move on him, especially when there is a ghost face, even Jiang Bai doesn't have to make a move himself, according to the degree of respect that the ghost faces Jiang Bai, it is estimated that as long as he says a word, he will not be able to get out of cell No. 7.

Even if he died in Cell 7, it was estimated that he would die in vain, and he didn't believe that the warden would offend these vicious prisoners in Cell 7 for himself, and the warden would rely on these prisoners to do things for him.

When he was escorted to the black prison, Jiang Bai sensed the figures of He Wei and Miao Liye, since the other party was in collusion with the warden, then if he wanted to get out of here, I was afraid that people outside would not be able to find him for a while.

Jiang Baike never expected anyone to take him out, so if he wanted to get out, he still needed to go through the warden of the third prison.

In fact, if Jiang Bai wants to escape from here, it is not too difficult, at least for Jiang Bai.

Most of the people imprisoned in Prison No. 3 were ordinary people, and there were only a few ancient warriors like Ghost Face and Remnant Ear, and their strength was generally not high.

When he sensed the warden Chu Gaohan, Jiang Bai also unexpectedly discovered that this warden was also an ancient martial artist, but his cultivation was not high, and he was only in the Ming Jin period.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chu Gaohan is just an ordinary warden, relying on the subordinates of the black prison, and he has his back to the Huaxia behemoth, and his usual performance is also cautious, and it is his nature to be greedy for money and lustful.

But in Jiang Bai's eyes, Chu Gaohan is not a person who has lost his mind by materialism, otherwise how could there be a master of the dark power layer around him who is willing to succumb to him?

Maybe in the ancient martial arts world, he is not a master, but in the black prison, Jiang Bai doesn't believe that Chu Gaohan is still the ordinary warden who is consumed by the desire for profit.

It didn't take long for An Tou to return to cell No. 7 and bring Chu Gaohan's order to take Jiang Bai out of his office.

After sending Jiang Bai away, the people in cell No. 7 breathed a sigh of relief, especially the ghost face, who walked through a high-altitude tightrope, and his back was wet.

Following An Tou, Jiang Bai walked towards Chu Gaohan's office, but his "treatment" was obviously much higher when he came in.

When he came in, there were only two ordinary guards escorting Jiang Bai, but now there are not only four guards escorting Jiang Bai, but also entering a state of combat readiness one by one, and the guns in their hands are always aimed at Jiang Bai, which can be said to be important.

Ordinary people are somewhat frightened in the face of this kind of posture, but looking at the expression on Jiang Bai's face, he is even more indifferent than before he came in, and he is not nervous at all.

After walking through several heavily guarded corridors and corners, a lifting bridge finally appeared in front of Jiang Bai, with a moat-like ditch seven or eight meters deep and twenty meters wide in the middle, and sharp iron thorns and faintly visible water/mines could be seen everywhere in the ditch.

This ditch cut off all hope of escape for the black prisoners.

Just passing through the ditch, I am afraid that ordinary Guwu dark masters will not be able to do it, and the densely arranged water/thunder on the water surface is afraid that a touch will cause a chain reaction and blast the fugitives into the sky.

On the opposite side of the ditch, there are several hidden bunkers, and countless gun holes are always aimed at the direction of the black prison leading to the outside, even if they flow through the ditch, they can't resist the attack of dense modern weapons, and they will be beaten into a sieve immediately.

Seeing such a tight defense, Jiang Bai was also slightly shocked in his heart, the black prison was really extraordinary.

These alone are enough to make the prisoners of the black prison have nowhere to escape, and the only direction they can escape is probably the cannibalistic mountain that leads to the playground where the wind usually blows.

It seems that cannibalism is a dead end, and this is a lesson learned from the appearance of countless prisoners.

However, none of this has anything to do with Jiang Bai, and now he is going to meet Chu Gaohan, the warden of Prison No. 3.

An Tou took out his documents and checked them in front of the guards guarding the protective ditch, and the iron bridge was put down, this time without being blindfolded, and was taken straight to Chu Gaohan's office.

Three steps and one post, five steps and a mobile sentry, the entire warden's office is tightly guarded, and it is really as indestructible as an iron bucket array.

It seems that the warden of Prison No. 3 is still a timid master who is afraid of death, Jiang Bai thought to himself, smiled, and quietly walked into the warden's office.

The interior of the warden's office is exquisitely decorated, not at all as cold as the black prison outside, surrounded by yellow decorations, which feels like a royal palace.

And the warden is indeed like the emperor of the soil in the black prison, just this office is enough to make Jiang Bai not have much good impression of the warden Chu Gaohan.

"You are Brother Jiang Bai, you are really fortunate to be lucky to meet and admire the name for a long time. As soon as he walked into the warden's office, An Tou retreated, and then a middle-aged man with a rugged appearance came out of it, and enthusiastically stepped forward to hold Jiang Bai's hand, and he didn't see it at all.

"You're Warden Number Three?"

Jiang Bai pursed his lips, he didn't show anything unusual, he was amused in his heart, he still admired the name for a long time, it was so hypocritical, he was a nobody, when did he become so famous, why didn't he know.

"The contemptible person is Chu Gaohan, the No. 3 warden, the little brother sit down, sit down. ”

Immediately, Chu Gaohan went to the leather sofa on the side and sat down, Jiang Bai was not polite to him, and sat down directly.

However, there was always an old man with a few strands of gray hair standing behind Chu Gaohan, and his temples were bulging on both sides.

This person was the seventh-layer master of dark energy that Jiang Bai had sensed beside Chu Gaohan when he entered the black prison before, as if nothing in the outside world could arouse his interest, he lowered his eyes, but at the first glance of Jiang Bai, a touch of surprise erupted in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared and regained his ambience.