[I came up today to see a lot of new collections, and I was pleasantly surprised, and then I looked at the book review area, it was just bursting! ] Later, I realized that it was the True Love Fans Gang who advertised, and the advertising words were written quite talented, 66666~

What I didn't say, thank you!

Thank you for your love and support of this book, for me, it is like walking through the Sahara Desert under the scorching sun, and suddenly a spring water appears in front of me, and the point is that there is a sexy and beautiful girl soaking in the spring water, which gives me endless motivation.

Ahem, what a fart author, there is no seriousness at all in public

The exchange group is 291518350, and there is also a profile, everyone is welcome to join~ There is no threshold in this group and there are no rules that break the rules, and the administrators are also very good, and they are very pleasant~

It is said that today the local tyrants in the group have sent out an unknown number of red envelopes, and I am very happy to grab them, and I have never broken the dollar mark, and I have been deeply sympathetic to the masses of people O__O"... Uh, the last pack robbed the king of luck for seven yuan, and took it to invite my sister to drink yogurt~

Again, I'm not the male protagonist in the book, they all say that I saw my sister paper and went to the date, I'm a good man!

============ was looking forward to dividing the line, and it was ============= for Yi to make people haggard

Frank grabbed the old man's neck tightly with his thick fingers, covered his abdomen with the other hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "Old thing, what did you put in your breakfast?!"

"I didn't put anything!" the old man was stunned, he really didn't know about Grant's poisoning last night.

"No one has ever been in the kitchen but you!, who told you?!"

"I really don't know anything!" the old man shuddered in horror and swallowed.

"Die!" Derak roared, fist clenching his fist to pound.

At the critical moment, an angry shout resounded throughout the aisle.

"Stop!" Zheng Fei said.

Derrank's eyebrows raised slightly, glanced at him, and said, "Is that you?"

"It's me. ”

"Look for death!" Derak pushed the old man to the ground, and then skillfully drew his long sword and walked towards Zheng Fei.

However, the next scene stopped him abruptly, and his left foot was in front of him, stunned.

He saw that Zheng Fei pushed the door out, and then almost in five seconds, more than 20 prisoners pushed the door together, stood in the corridor, and stared at him with fierce eyes.

"Damn," he muttered, his eyes filled with fear that had never been seen before, completely erasing his innate arrogance.

"Kill him!" roared the prisoners, pounced like beasts.

He was very clever, and without a moment he did not hesitate to run, and rushed down the stairs in three steps and two steps.

"Stop chasing!" Zheng Fei stopped the prisoners and ordered: "It's important to do the right thing, release the others according to what I taught you!"

The prisoners responded to the call, the prison was in chaos, and the outside was blown into a pot of porridge, and the elite soldiers who got the news did not care about the pain of diarrhea, climbed the watchtower with their legs between their legs, and controlled the artillery to aim at the closed fortress gate, and waited vigilantly.

But their vigilant eyes were affected by the vague pain coming from their abdomen from time to time, and their faces were full of pain.

And there are a few people who don't hold back their incontinence, which greatly reduces morale.

Derrank's sword stood on the highest watchtower with his sword on the guardrail, his face was blue and white for a while, one was angry, and the other was of course pain, this kind of obscure thing is difficult for even God to hold.

"Move the shells, quickly!" he ordered in a deep voice, but in five or six minutes, a few boxes of shells were stacked next to each cannon, and as for Ranger Grant, he was hidden in the deepest part of the warehouse.

At the same time, Zheng Fei led hundreds of prisoners to the gate of the fortress, pushing open this heavy gate is freedom, and the prisoners who have been imprisoned for a long time have bright eyes and are ready to move.

"Man, what do you mean?" Juan licked his chapped lips and stared at the door.

At this critical moment, Zheng Fei closed his eyes for two seconds, and suddenly opened his eyes and said fiercely: "!"

Listening to this majestic order, the prisoners who had been suppressed for many years suddenly screamed, almost slammed open the gate of the fortress, and rushed out like hungry wolves, trying to tear apart the officers and soldiers who had abused them all day.

"Fire!" Derak roared from the watchtower, his brass eyes widened and he roared, but the roar only brought the wolves to a slight halt.

There were a few loud muffled sounds, and then the soldiers panicked to find that the muzzle of the cannon was smoking, but the shell was not discharged.

The duds, all the duds, didn't shoot out, not to mention, the muzzle was blocked.

Derak was stunned and turned angrily to glare at the warden.

The warden realized that he was in trouble, his fingers trembled, and he said tremblingly: "It's too late to say anything now, hurry up and organize the soldiers to fight back!"

As he spoke, some of the prisoners began to climb up the watchtower, and the soldiers picked up their muskets and shot down, but it took several seconds to load the gunpowder after one shot, and it was impossible to stop it.

After a brief moment of anger, Frank regained the composure that an officer should have, and ordered: "Use the knife!

The soldiers drew their knives, their lips white and their hands trembling from the pain of diarrhea.

Ten of the prisoners pounced, and they could cut down eight, and the two sides fought fiercely on the watchtower.

The moment the escape broke out of the gate, it had turned into a war, the soldiers wanted to save their lives, the prisoners wanted to kill them to vent their pent-up resentment, and it didn't matter what they wanted to escape.

Even if Zheng Fei hysterically instructed them not to be reckless, they would not listen to them at all.

Except for Zheng Fei, only Juan and Jims are calm, and they want to escape and don't want to die.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the three of them ran to the edge of the millstone, and drilled into the tunnel one after another along the hole the size of the barrel.

The first feeling, black rumbling.

Juan lit the candle he had brought with him, illuminating the small tunnel that required a cat's waist to move forward.

Zheng Fei took out the translucent paper that was entrapped in the Bible, spread it out, and remembered the priest's prompt: bring this paper into the tunnel.

But now, he still doesn't know why, because there is still not a word on the paper.

"Look ahead. He said.

By the faint light of the candle, the three of them cautiously moved forward, fearing that they might step on something, and after two minutes of moving, they reached the end of the tunnel, but they did not see the exit.

A stone wall stood in front of them, covered with moss, and they could faintly hear water flowing on the other side.

"What now?" Juan looked around, as if he wanted to go back.

"What, you want to go out and violently escape with those prisoners?"

"But there is no way, although the soldiers have knives, but we may not lose if there are many of us!"

Zheng Fei shook his head and said in a deep voice: "In ten minutes at most, the Royal Knight Legion of Lisbon stationed nearby will come!"