After putting the people in their cells, the jailer left.

Even they don't seem to want to stay here for long.

In the black prison, there is a depressing, gloomy atmosphere, and everyone who enters here feels like a boulder has been pressed on their chests.

"I don't know how many people have died here, and there are remnants of resentment everywhere......"

Zhang Heng looked at the railing of the cell.

It was fine, rough, even rusty, and there were many handprints left on it.

As you can imagine, I don't know how many people in the past, holding on to the railing with both hands, shouted to let me out.

The blood and sweat on their hands have been glued to the railing for a long time and have become indelible marks.

The cell was damp and rotten, and the feet were like a puddle of mud, and stepping on them would leave a not shallow footprint, and in the footprints, muddy and fishy stinking water floated out.

"Blood, it's blood......"

Don't be horrified to find that there are a lot of blood streaks floating in this turbid water stain.

And in the mud crevices of the ground, red and white things can be seen everywhere.

"How many people have died here?"

Everyone looked frightened, and their backs were cold.

"It's a corpse, there's a half-rotted corpse here!"

Someone fished out a fishy corpse in the corner, and as he scooped it up, the barely glued flesh and bone fell down with a click.

"What we stepped on under our feet was not mud at all, but the rotting flesh of countless corpses......"

People turned pale, and even worse, vomited.

Someone leaned against the wall and vomited so much that his eyes were full of gold stars, only to find that the wall was covered with finger prints, as if someone had endured great pain and was using his fingers to vent on the wall.

There was no place to stay in the huge cell, and this place was like a ghost, and the feet of the people, the top of their heads, and the walls around them were full of blood.

No one wants to stay here if given the choice.

Unfortunately, they didn't have a choice.

The resilience of people is very strong, and eventually, after a few hours have passed, people get used to it.

They took off their clothes, cushioned them underneath them, and reluctantly sat down, forcing themselves to ignore the wet touch under their butts.

"Will we one day, also rot here, I don't know how long it has been, flesh and bones, have turned into mud, and have been trampled under people's feet......" Fang Bei was very frightened, and burst into tears, he took the initiative to come to Zhang Heng's side.

Because only Zhang Heng didn't say a word from beginning to end, his expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

His calmness seemed to give Fang Bei a sense of security.

"No, it won't. Zhang Heng didn't mean to comfort him, and the words he said made people shudder: "We are the human race, and those who die in the cell are all prisoners of the Protoss who no one cares about...... And we will not be forgotten, presumably someone will soon come to torture us, if we can live under the torture of the Protoss, then think about it, will it become a rotting corpse. ”

Hearing this, not only Fang Bei, but everyone in the cell covered their faces and let out sad cries.

They forgot about disgust, they forgot about rejection, and many fell to the ground with remorse.

"It's all my fault, if I wasn't greedy at the time, if we didn't infighting......"

"Infighting?"

Zhang Heng was a little surprised.

"After you left, we found a piece of bluestone, which contained several treasures, so some people were greedy and wanted to fight alone and take more ...... There was a big fight and a commotion, which attracted the Protoss jailers......"

Fang Bei also had a remorseful face, and it was obvious that he was also involved at that time.

Zhang Heng closed his eyes.

He didn't expect it to be such a reason.

He was pitiful for a while, and wanted to help everyone, but he ignored the inherent evil of human nature, and after seeing the treasure, he was greedy and troubled, and it would develop like this.

Zhang Heng's compassion dissipated, and the poor man had something to hate.

"I have now entered the Protoss, but I am trapped in a black prison, if I want to find the second Yuan Infant and send Yao Zihe a robbery golden pill, first of all, I must leave here......"

Zhang Heng fell into deep thought.

"But, how do I leave?"

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and an immature thought appeared in his mind.

"Perhaps, I don't have to leave in a hurry, but I can try to integrate into the Protoss. ”

This idea quickly took root in Zhang Heng's mind.

Unfortunately, thoughts are just thoughts, and if you want to put them into action, you need to wait for the right time.

And so on for three days.

For three days, there was no longer any wailing or remorse in the cell, and the people sat as if they had lost their souls, and did not say a word.

It's time to be crazy crazy, it's time to struggle, it's useless to cry and cry, then only numbness remains.

But at this moment, the sound of iron ropes scratching the ground sounded.

"Interrogate the Terrans!"

It was a strange Protoss.

Judging by his clothes, and the iron rope he held, he was exactly the same as the previous jailer leader.

Apparently, he was the leader of another squad, and was in charge of interrogating everyone.

The cell door opened, and two iron cables flew in, directly rolling up the two monks and dragging them out of the cage.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

"Why me? I don't know anything!"

The two of them screamed heartbreakingly as if they were rushing to the execution ground.

But in exchange, it was only a sneer from the Protoss.

The two of them went for a full day.

A day later, one person returned.

It's just that when he came back, he was no longer human, the pipa bone was pierced, and his two legs were seventy percent mutilated, and it didn't take long for him to die, and his body was buried in the mud.

In time, he will rot here.

"Arraignment continues!"

The Protoss Commander said.

This time, he chose three people, and among these three people, including Fang Bei.

"Don't, don't choose me, don't......"

Fang Bei struggled the most, his tears and snot flowed out, and when he was in danger, he pointed at Zhang Heng and said.

"Interrogate him, interrogate him! He is the most mysterious, he is the calmest, he must have secrets, and I am just a casual cultivator, I don't know anything!"

The Protoss Commander glanced at Zhang Heng and sneered.

"Take it away!"

Zhang Heng looked at their backs, his expression was still the same.

Fang Bei only came back after half a day.

It's just that when he came back, he was already crazy, he was talking nonsense, scraping the walls with his nails, making creaking sounds.

"They don't want to ask anything at all, and they don't expect to know anything......"

"They're demons, they just want to torture us!"

"Demonic ...... It's all demons......"

The only things left in the cell were Zhang Heng and another thin man.

"It's over!"

The thin man was terrified.

Death is not terrible, and the taste of waiting for death is also terrible.

After two days, someone finally came.

This time, there was no choice, in the midst of the wailing of the thin man crying and grabbing the ground, Zhang Heng stood up calmly and walked out obediently.

"He's a smart man. ”

The jailer captain glanced at Zhang Heng, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

"Who hasn't seen blood yet?"

The jailers looked at each other, and finally fixed their eyes on a jailer who seemed to be an introvert.

He was targeted by everyone, and subconsciously felt fear and shrank back.

"Tuosen......" The jailer captain looked at him and said indifferently: "Since you choose to be a jailer and want to accumulate military merits and change your fate, then you must change your cowardly nature...... Today, you can see blood, rest assured, the Terrans are much more cowardly than those felons, they will only cry and beg for mercy, and killing them is not much more difficult than killing a chicken. ”

"Believe me, as soon as you raise the torture instrument in your hand, they will tremble, and they will want to kneel down and lick your feet!"

Seeing that Tuosen seemed to be a little hesitant, the jailer captain sneered and said.

"If you don't even dare to interrogate the Terrans, then I'll kill you, Thirty-fifth Squad, no need for waste!"

Tuosen was shocked, a smear of blood welled up on his pale face, he nodded violently, gritted his teeth and said.

"I dare!"

"Good. The captain of the jailers smiled with satisfaction.

They took Zhang Heng to an interrogation room made of black stones.

The interrogation room was filled with all kinds of torture instruments.

"Next, I'll leave it to you. ”

The jailers laughed a few times and left one after another, one of them handing a whip to Tuosen.

Tuosen swallowed, finally making up his mind.

He came from a humble background, but he was unwilling to be an obscure small role, so he joined the army and became a jailer, he wanted to accumulate military merits and become a master, he wanted to change his cowardly temperament and live a wonderful life!

So, he had to take that step!

In Tuosen's eyes, a vigorous flame burned, and the ferocity and cruelty in his bones were finally stimulated.

But when he looked at Zhang Heng, who had been heavily entangled by iron cables and had no power to resist, he was stunned.

"Your name is Tuosen, isn't it?"

Zhang Heng looked at him with a smile, this poor child, his first step was destined to not be able to take a step.

He will soon know what kind of monster he has encountered......

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