Roar! Roar!

The surrounding sounds became more and more converging, and the rhythmic cries of Qi Si gave the illusion that this place was a foreign land rather than a human world. Oh no, I'm afraid it's not a delusion.

This is not the human world.

Yan Jiucheng raised his head and looked around, and what caught his eye was an iron eight-story building standing tall in all directions, each floor had iron railings, and behind the railings were densely packed rooms, and the people crowded next to the railings were all people. These people wearing the same prison uniforms as Yan Jiucheng were crowded, and there were so many people that Yan Jiucheng couldn't believe his eyes, like a string of ants hanging on them.

And Yan Jiucheng and their group of newcomers stood in the middle of this square eight-story building, a circular open space, with nowhere to escape, to be slaughtered.

The smell of the prisoners, filthy, foul-smelling, and bloody, was filled with excitement on each of their faces.

The feeling is familiar.

I remember the first time I saw animal acrobatics at the zoo, and the tiger, who was originally known as the king of the forest, climbed the ball in fear and meekness. According to the design, the tiger was supposed to jump from one ball to another, but it hesitated. The animal trainer beside him raised his leather whip aloft.

Smack, a crunch.

The guests cheered.

The tiger's long cry made the young Yan Jiucheng remember it for the rest of his life, so much so that he never watched animal acrobatic performances again. The cry was so sad, the sorrow of the so-called king of the jungle to be slaughtered.

The tiger heard the crackle of the whip and immediately jumped onto another ball.

A heart-rending cry came from high in the sky, and the terrible cry of sorrow was like that of the tiger.

Syllable!

There was a muffled sound.

The cry died away.

Yan Jiucheng only felt that there was a black thing in front of him for a moment, and then the ground shook.

"Ahh

Hahahaha, the people around cheered.

The black shadow that fell from the sky in a flash was a man, a man who had been stripped naked, and he was thrown from the sky alive, blood gushing out of his eyes, nose, and ears.

At this time, he was staring in his direction with wide eyes, and he didn't bat at death.

"My God...... God......" The newcomers behind him prayed in low voices, their voices long and trembling with despair. Yan Jiucheng looked at it, the white man in blue who had stayed in other prisons was standing dumbfounded at this time, and he would not encounter such direct bloodshed in other prisons.

There is a difference between the intervention of the prison guards and the intervention of the prison guards.

In particular, the man who was thrown down had a long iron rod stuck in the back of his lower body, apparently tortured first and then dropped.

No matter how evil the tiger is, there is an animal tamer that it fears, and no matter how evil the wicked person is, there will be a day when he arrives at the gate of hell. A burst of urine smell came over, looking for the smell, the two of them were scared to pee.

"Newcomers, have you washed your ass?!!Let's lie on your stomach like a!" one shouted.

"Take off, take off!" shouted in unison.

"According to the rules of our gates of hell, you have to serve a small dish before the big show begins, newcomers, you can choose two or three of your own for us to open the meat! We have been waiting for a quarter! I am hungry and thirsty!" the man cried out again.

For a while, the newcomers who had just come in were panicked, and their eyes immediately looked at Yan Jiucheng and another newcomer who was also spitted on, as for the newcomer who fell to the ground who was spitting, he collapsed on the ground at this time and fainted.

Yan Jiucheng quickly looked around carefully again, and he found the pattern: there are eight floors in total, although the pattern of the eight floors is the same, but the number of people on each floor is completely different. The first four floors were crowded, the fifth floor was much less, and the sixth and seventh floors were sparsely populated.

And on the top floor, there were only three people looking down.

It seems that the higher the people who live here, the more powerful they are, Yan Jiucheng thought to himself. He raised his head to look at the three people on the eighth floor, but he couldn't open his eyes due to the sunlight, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Him!" The white man in blue immediately stretched out his finger and pointed at Yan Jiucheng: "We offer him!"

The other two cars also pointed to the two people who had been spat on earlier.

In a whistling sound, several black men grinned and bared their teeth toward the newcomers, all of them holding daggers in their hands, the kind that was as short as bread.

Yan Jiucheng had seen in the previous information that although every newcomer was searched when he came in, he couldn't stop the people in the prison from colluding with some prison guards and mixing some foreign things with the ingredients for daily food delivery. For example, a dagger caught in bread, a blade that can cut the throat, and so on.

As long as no one escapes from prison, the prison guards are very happy to serve, and it is none of their business to die, so why should they offend the prison bosses? There are some big men who are quite powerful outside, and they have provoked them, and the prison guards have no good fruit to eat.

Like the boss here, George.

If it weren't for the United Nations working together to suppress him and prevent him from coming out to stir up the situation, the prison guards would be happy to get him out. It's just to bring something in for such a person to defend himself, and you can get a lot of money in return and don't offend a ruthless character, why not?

As long as there are no guns and other weapons that are extremely lethal and may lead to prison escape, other energy belts will also be brought in.

The black people walked slowly, and they seemed to deliberately slow down, enjoying the pleasure of the last horror of their prey,

The blacks who came over were tall and big, with weapons in their hands, and hundreds or thousands of brothers behind them.

Where do you flee from hell?

"You!" The two black men directly dragged away the person standing beside Yan Jiucheng, the man didn't dare to struggle at all, his legs were weak, and he was dragged to one of the houses on the first floor like a sieve.

Then, some of the girly men who walked rushed into the room, and at this time, the originally noisy space suddenly fell silent, and thousands of prisoners closed their mouths at the same time, and their eyes lit up with excitement.

They seem to be waiting for something.

"Ahh

Hahaha, everyone laughed. A full eight floors of people came from all directions and laughed like headphones, buzzing through the brain.

At this time, the two black men walked out and walked straight towards Yan Jiucheng.

"Oriental!" At this time, a person on the third floor shouted: "This is an Oriental!"

"Vampire! Vampire! Oriental you like!" Immediately, the people on the third floor went crazy, and they all raised their middle fingers towards Yan Jiucheng, shouting, 'Vampire. ’

Hearing this name, Yan Jiucheng chuckled in his heart.

Ten years ago, this man nicknamed 'Vampire' was full of evil in Asia, he taught in China for five years as a foreign teacher, and targeted more than 30 high school students, five of whom were killed alive in their beds.

Regrettably, by the time the police found out that the murder was related to him, he had already left our country and committed the same thing in other countries, and with the status of multiple nationalities, he was finally sent to the gates of hell.

"Hey, let's have fun!" a leading figure on the third floor shook his fist at the two black men. The two black men stopped when they heard the cheers of the 'vampire' people.

Then he nodded and took a few steps back.

"Are there Orientals?" At this time, a hoarse voice came, and the throat was like phlegm, and the people in one area of the third floor immediately got out of the way, and a man looked down.

Yan Jiucheng raised his head and looked over.

With brown hair and a little dark skin, a thin and dry man looked at Yan Jiucheng with half-squinted eyes, his eyes glowing greedily.

"What are you doing!" asked a man on the third floor.

"Journalists. Yan Jiucheng tried his best to calm down, and he raised his head and replied.

"If you serve the vampire well and satisfy him, you will survive!" one of the prisoners shouted.

"Yes, Oriental, rise like a woman, ass, you can survive!"

The crowd burst into laughter again.

The vampire raised his hand and waved.

Immediately, the people on the third floor quieted down, and the people on the other floors also closed their mouths and looked lively.

"I like culture the most, arrange a room for me, and I'm going to have a good time today." With his hands in his pockets, the vampire saw the crowd on the third floor surging toward the stairwell, and the whole building was boiling.

When the vampire walked to the staircase on the first floor, Yan Jiucheng found that the mad perversion on his body was much more terrifying than the photos on the data, and much more terrifying than looking at it from a distance.

Just like that, you can tell at a glance that this person is a perverted face, revealing the evil of staying at the gates of hell for five years.

"Vampire! It's me!Do you remember me?!" The white man in blue rushed over when the vampire had just reached the first floor, and when he was twenty meters away from the vampire, he was stopped at once.

He immediately knelt on the ground, stuck out his tongue like a dog and shook it: "Dongwo Prison, I was your little brother!"

The vampire tilted his head slightly, his hands were still in his pockets, and he suddenly remembered something and nodded: "I remember, the tongue ghost who left the tongue ghost, the tongue ghost, you are out of breath, you are all mixed up in the gates of hell." ”

As he spoke, the vampire waved his hand, and the few people who were blocking the whites in blue immediately let go of their hands.

"Yes, it's me, Tongue Ghost!" the Tongue Ghost crawled over as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and the joy on his face could not be stopped, and he crawled up to the vampire, his hand reaching for his belt.

"Please let me serve you. He said.

The vampire frowned.

The man next to him immediately took out an iron rod and slammed it on the hand that the tongue ghost had placed on his belt.

The tongue ghost was so pained that his face was distorted, but he did not dare to make any painful sounds, but once again he knelt on the ground, and did not dare to raise his head.

"Leave it to him here. The vampire glanced at Yan Jiucheng, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips: "Orientals, I like Orientals the most, that's great...... At least there are ...... Two years, yes, the Gates of Hell have not been to the Easterners for two years. ”

As he spoke, the vampire's legs stepped in the direction of the tongue ghost, and his toes tapped twice on the ground.

Yan Jiucheng found that this vampire was actually wearing leather shoes, and sure enough, he was the boss of the third floor, and his shoes were better than others, but they were stained with some dust and a little dirty.

The tongue ghost immediately bent down, stuck out his tongue and licked his leather shoes without hesitation.

Just like a dog.

And his expression was very happy, the kind of happiness that grabbed a life-saving straw and a backer. The other newcomers showed envious expressions.

The vampire looked at Yan Jiucheng with a smile, the corners of his mouth were hanging like that, and his Adam's apple went up and down.

He was swallowing, drooling excitedly.

"It's very clean. The vampire looked at his shoes and touched the head of the tongue ghost with satisfaction: "Come with me." ”

The tongue ghost immediately got up and stood behind the vampire, so excited that tears were about to fall.

"It's your turn, newcomer. The vampire pointed to his belt: "Reserved for you, the people of the great eastern countries, taste my exclusive delicacy." ”

The group of girly accomplices standing beside him had envious expressions, as if what a lucky thing it was. At the same time, the vampire pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist and shook it in the direction of Yan Jiucheng's throat.