"Then what do you want to talk about?" who knew that Zhuo La didn't have an obvious reaction after listening to Hou Rui's words, and he was already in deep despair, he was just asking mechanically. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Just tell me more about this dirty well that you know. Hou Rui leaned forward slightly, leaning closer to Zora's side, not wanting his neighbors to hear the conversation.

“…… The dirty well is synonymous with hell in the world, all the prisoners in this ghost place are the toys of the guards, except for a few special prisoners who will be interrogated, most of them have directly become the private property of Yuri's devil, they can fight or kill, anyway, the so-called warden will not appear once in a few months, so everyone in the dirty well is slowly rotting together, waiting for the baptism of fire when they enter the real hell. Hatred and despair alternated in Zora's eyes, and he said this through gritted teeth.

"Didn't someone run away some time ago? What do you know about this?" Hou Rui didn't want to hear Zora vent his emotions, what he needed to know was the real details.

“…… No one escaped from the dirty well, no one. But Zora shook her head in affirmation.

"No, this is Yuri himself. Do you know what route the prisoner chose to escape?" asked Hou Rui step by step.

When Zhuo La heard Hou Rui's question, he immediately showed a frightened and frightened expression, and the whole person not only stood up from the chair with a "whew", but also quickly hid in the corner of the wall, with a panicked expression on his face, and kept repeating in his mouth: "I don't know, don't ask me, I don't know anything." ”

Seeing Zhuo La's reflection, Hou Rui understood that he was too anxious, and it seemed that he couldn't ask anything of value today, but fortunately, he still had a few days left, so let Zhuo La, the frightened bird, breathe a sigh of relief now!

Thinking of this, Hou Rui simply closed his mouth, he went directly to the bed and rested, although Hou Rui had a good cultivation in the infirmary doctor some time ago, but after a long journey and torture in the vast snowfield, Hou Rui's physical strength decreased a lot, whether it was for the future death game or prison escape, Hou Rui needed to seize all the time to cultivate more, so this day Hou Rui and Zhuo La spent the day in peace.

Early the next morning, Hou Rui, who had been secretly on guard all night, finally let down a little guard, he quietly opened his eyes on the bed, looked at Zhuo La who was huddled in the corner of the cell, and then he got out of bed softly and poured himself a glass of water to drink.

As he sat down on a small stool and began to eat the white bread left behind by prisoner 701, Zora finally woke up, and then a "gurgling" stomach sound from his body, which made Zora a little embarrassed.

"Let's come over and eat together when we wake up!" Hou Rui said lightly, and then he pushed the white bread on the table in the direction of Zhuola.

"No, I'll just eat some brown bread later. Zhuo La actually didn't fully understand Hou Rui's temper as an Oriental, so he probably didn't want to get too close to Hou Rui in a short period of time, so as not to accidentally anger him and ruin his hard-won peaceful days.

"Come and eat, I'll ask you something. Hearing Hou Rui say this, Zhuo La plucked up the courage to approach the table, and after he quickly grabbed two pieces of bread, he retracted back to the corner of the wall again, and then Zhuo La quickly stuffed the bread into his mouth, and asked a little slurred: "What do you want to know?"

"Where did all these foods come from, why is it different from what I ate before?" Hou Rui thought about it and chose a lighter topic to start with.

"After each match, the winner can own all the items of the deceased, and these white breads and sausages are the perks left by 701, and now they are naturally yours. Zora said, and her gaze drifted quietly to the sausages on the table.

When Hou Rui saw it, he immediately grabbed a shriveled sausage, broke it in half from the middle, threw half of it to Zhuola, and the other half simply stuffed it into his mouth: "Then if I want better food and more enjoyment?"

"Then you need to keep winning games. According to Yuri's rules, anyone who can win two games in a row can make a new request, and that's how the tables and chairs, the books and newspapers, and even myself came here. Zora ate the sausage in three or two bites, which finally relieved the hunger in his stomach, and soon even his expression relaxed.

"Then 701, who originally lived here, which type of prisoner is he more powerful, or which type is more ordinary?" Hou Rui wanted to use this to gauge his level.

"Before you, 701 had just won two games, so he asked for me, but I heard from other prisoners that 701 was just lucky, and his strength among prisoners was just average. ”

"And who's the best prisoner here?"

"Of course it's Satan 13, he's won 17 games in a row so far, and no one has ever beaten him. At the mention of this name, Zora's body suddenly trembled, as if recalling some terrible experience, and her little face, which had just been ruddy from eating, began to turn blue again.

Hou Rui thought about it briefly, and immediately recalled that the No. 13 Satan in Zhuo La's mouth should be the bald giant who was full of malice towards himself, Hou Rui just didn't expect that he had offended such a strong enemy for no reason as soon as he entered the dirty well, and this matter was really a little depressing.

"Tell me about Satan number 13. Knowing that the other side could win a hundred battles, Hou Rui simply threw all the remaining white bread on the table towards Zhuora, exchanging food for more information.

When Zora caught most of the white bread with a surprised face, he quickly devoured it and told Hou Rui at the same time: "Satan is just his nickname, no one in the dirty well knows the name and origin of No. 13, maybe Yuri will know, but he will definitely not say anything, because Satan No. 13 has become Yuri's biggest cash cow!" I once heard a prisoner talk about how when he first came in five years ago, he was cursing all day and all night, so the guards cut out his tongue, and since then the 13th has changed all of a sudden, and every time he goes on stage, he will desperately torture those opponents, and when he gets off the stage, he will continue to torture us people, and in a few years, 3-4 of the same toys like me have died in cell 13, so now the guards no longer provide him with women. ”

"Then do you know why he came to trouble me? I don't know him?" asked Hou Rui, scratching his head.

"I don't know about this, but I know that Satan hates the yellow race very much, and there were once two yellow prisoners who fought with No. 13, and as a result, No. 13 ripped off one person's neck, tore off his head, and then, and then ate another person's heart on the spot......" Hearing this, Hou Rui finally knew why Zora was so afraid of bald giants, and a guy who could tear people with his bare hands and eat people was indeed terrifying.

"......" was silent for a while, and Hou Rui began to turn the topic in other directions: "Then there are people who come to watch and gamble every time the game organized by the guards?"

"It's pretty much the same, it's usually a lot of people coming to see it, and it's not the same every time they come. Zora replied quickly.

"How do you know this?" Hou Rui also needed to determine the source of Zola's information.

"Occasionally we would go with the boring guards, and I just listened to them. Zora shrugged her shoulders.

"Is the time of the game fixed?" Hou Rui immediately thought of another important question.

"Well, fixed, once every half a month, four times each time. "I'm very sure of this Zola.

"How often does it take for a new batch of prisoners to be brought in here in the dirty well, and the prisoners are usually brought in for some crime, and what are you locked up for. ”

"There is no pattern in escorting new prisoners, sometimes two batches are sent in a month, but sometimes there is no new person for three months in a row, and the prisoners who are sent into the dirty well are all repeat offenders, with the most treason, and there are many members of murder, smuggling, gangsters and drug dealers, and I am an unlucky ghost! I went to an anti-regime march that was supposed to be peaceful, but it went wrong in the middle of the clash and two riot policemen were killed, so I became a scapegoat for being arrested at the scene, and now it's even more so. Zora no longer felt anger in her tone, only deep sadness.

“…… And what do ordinary prisoners need to do in the dirty well, when we people are engaged in a death match?"

At most, the guards will organize the inmates to clear the snow inside the high walls of the prison when the wind and snow are too strong, and that is also the only time we can leave the cell and see the sun. ”

"When can we leave the cell except for snow clearing?"

"That's absolutely impossible, as soon as the guards see us outside the three places of the cell, the infirmary and the gymnasium, their first reaction is to shoot immediately, without exception. ”

Hearing Zhuo La say this, Hou Rui suddenly found that the difficulty of escaping from this dirty well was far greater than he imagined! But no matter how difficult it was, Hou Rui would never give up trying, because after leaving this ice and snow prison, Hou Rui still had a lot of things to complete. (To be continued.) )