Chapter 33: Prison Break

At night, Devil May Cry Mountain Prison is more like hell, and the surroundings are pitch black, and from time to time there are strange cries of unknown birds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Torches are lit on the Info watchtower, in the compound, and at the ventilated area, and from a distance, the stars look like floating ghost fires.

"It's cold and remote, and at night the wind blows through the woods, and the birds, insects, and beasts scream, and it's terrible. Cohen fiddled with his linen hood and tied the hem of the linen kaftan into his pants so that the hem would not be empty and his stomach would catch a cold, "I'm freezing to death, it's the beginning of May!"

"Of course, May in the mountains can't be compared with those down the mountain," Fisher shoved a handful of peanuts into his mouth and took out another bottle of rum, "Come, drink a little, go to the cold." ”

"Are you crazy?" Cohen's eyes widened and he licked his lips, "If you brought in the wine and let the warden know......"

"Let the warden die!" Fisher, indignant, uncorked the bottle and poured a glass into his own cup, "and we shivered every night at the sound of strange screams, and he slept in his arms in the warm velvet quilt. ”

Cohen smelled the wine, and he swallowed.

"What are you afraid of? Those prisoners can't get out. Fisher patted himself on the waist, and a bunch of keys jingled.

From the depths of the cell, Blackbeard's voice rang out, "Hey! Blackbeard smelled rum." It's the taste of the sea, let me taste it!"

Cohen and Fisher glanced at each other and took a drink each.

"Hey, the smell of rum makes Blackbeard's stomach growl. Don't try to fool my nose. Sean's voice echoed through the hallway of his cell.

Hans grabbed the iron fence and scolded through the wall: "You short and ugly pirate, what crazy things do you talk about at night? Where do you get the wine? The jailer can drink on duty? Don't disturb me to sleep!"

Sean slapped the iron fence fiercely: "your big guy, dare to call me short, dare to call me ugly? Keep your dog's eyes open and see how many women are fighting for a night with me in the Kiro Islands." ”

"Hahaha, blow it, blow it, you don't have to pay taxes to brag anyway. Hans's laughter echoed through the aisle.

"Don't learn me to speak, idiot. Hey, get some wine for Grandpa Blackbeard, or I'll tell the warden tomorrow!" Blackbeard slapped the iron fence with a crackle.

Cohen couldn't take it anymore, he stood up, picked up the cup, took the stick in one hand, and walked up to Blackbeard angrily.

"Hey, big man, what am I talking about, Rum, come on, give you Grandpa Blackbeard. Sean triumphantly bared his gold-encrusted teeth and stretched out a hand.

Cohen slammed into Blackbeard's hand, and Blackbeard reflexively retracted his hand and yelled, "Die!" It turned out to be you, Cohen, you miser, dare to beat me, do you believe that tomorrow the warden will directly give you a full whip. ”

Cohen narrowed his eyes, he poked the stick into the crack in the fence, poked it into Sean's stomach, took the wine glass, and shook it in front of Sean's eyes: "The smell of the sea is right?"

"Yes," Sean narrowed, sniffing hard, "familiar smell." ”

"It's a pity you can't taste it. Cohen triumphantly took a sip, then lowered his face and threatened, "If you dare to speak out, watch your tongue, Blackbeard." ”

Suddenly, Blackbeard grabbed the iron bar, and Cohen's face slammed into the iron fence, a blow that made him look like a star.

Now he changed to Blackbeard triumphantly: "Boy, this iron rod is in my hand, how will you explain it tomorrow?"

Cohen was in a hurry, and cried out, "Fisher, open the door and bring the sword!

Fisher put down his glass heavily, cursed, picked up a dagger from a corner beside him, and pulled out the key as he went. As he approached the wall between Serena and Hans, Hans suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Want to rebel?!" Fisher struggled hard, raised his dagger and threatened, "Hans, let go, Cohen, go shout, idiot." ”

Hans let go of his hand, raised his hands, and smiled, "Don't call anyone, Fisher, in fact, I suggest that Cohen and Blackbeard have a fair duel to add some fun to everyone." ”

"you, big man, I'm just asking for a drink!" Blackbeard yelled.

"You're annoyed! and won't let people sleep?!" Serena screamed, "tossing all night until now!"

Hans laughed: "It's not enough to toss. Serena, I want to toss you all night. ”

"Just you? I think Cohen has more of an appetite for me. Serena lay on the iron fence, unsheathed her belt, her carcass half-hidden in her blouse.

Cohen angrily said to the few people in the cell, "Remember them all, especially you, Blackbeard." He couldn't help but swallow when he saw Serena.

Fisher pushed him and said, "It's okay, Blackbeard is impatient, drag it out tomorrow and beat him first." Let's have a drink tonight. ”

"Actually, I want to have a drink too. As Fisher walked forward, Cohen's hand was grabbed by Serena, and he looked at Selena who was leaning over and half-kneeling, and her carcass full of beautiful lines loomed.

Serena whispered, "I'm about to be sent to the imperial capital to be hanged, let me have a drink, how about everyone have a good time together?"

Cohen's heart was pounding, and his body was hot, I don't know if it was because of the wine or because he hadn't touched a woman for a long time. He licked his lips, what's not to do? The prison warden covered the velvet quilt and hugged the woman to sleep, why can't I Cohen be happy?

Suddenly, he felt a tingling pain, his chest was hot and wet, and when he looked down, blood gushed out. Turning his head, he saw Hans come out of his cell, and Blackbeard smiled at him with a force, stabbing him in the back and piercing him in the chest.

"The red-haired thief is my woman, and you dare to touch her?" Hans said viciously by the neck of Cohen, and slammed Cohen's head against the fence.

Cohen cried and wanted to shout, but blood spurted out of his mouth and his consciousness was blurred. When he fell to the ground, he saw Serena holding the key, the string on Fisher's body, and was opening the door for Spike, and Hans trotted after Fisher, snatched the dagger from it, and slashed Fisher's neck.

Hans weighed the short sword in his hand, Blackbeard held Fisher's iron rod, Serena got Fisher's dagger, and Spike laughed at himself helplessly: "One hand can only hold the key." ”

The door to the dungeon was opened. In the dark, damp underground passages, oil lamps are used at every distance on the walls for lighting. Hans took the lead, and after Blackbeard was broken, the four groped their way forward.

"Good boy, I didn't expect there to be such a big place underground. Blackbeard smacked his tongue. Pushing open the arched door, a bridge appeared in front of everyone, and at the end of the bridge, torches were lit. The sound of running water could be heard faintly under the bridge.

"Underground river. When we rescue Sun Guanglong, Serena will find out if there is a bamboo raft that can float in the water, maybe we can go outside through the underground river. Spike looks under the bridge.

"Laughing to death, where will there be a boat here. I swear by my pretty beard that the underground river meanders and undercurrents, and you people who have never seen the sea know what to do, and I am the expert. Blackbeard laughed.

"Are you idiot, laugh so loudly!" ranted Hans, "as I told you should sneak out." ”

A jailer yawned, walked up to him, saw the four of them, rubbed his eyes, and shouted: "Help!

Hans strode forward, stabbing him in the chest with a sword, and the jailer slammed to the ground.

Shouts and footsteps rang out around the corner.