"Tom!"

Zhao Fei led the group of teenagers and kicked the small door of the passage off, and the small door flew up and fell to the ground.

Warden Pete was sitting upright on his throne, while Brother Hua was kneeling in front of him, stating something to him.

When the door of the heart flew up, both of them looked at this side in surprise.

"What the hell is this?" The warden said to Zhao Fei with hideous eyes.

"This is ......," Zhao Fei raised his middle finger at Warden Pete.

“!”

Seeing Zhao Fei's contemptuous gesture, the warden cursed angrily and hurriedly pulled out his pistol.

But before the gun was taken out, Zhao Fei had already flown a scalpel towards the warden's wrist.

"Ahh

Warden Pete shouted, scalpel plunging into his wrist.

He pulled out his scalpel in pain, leaned back on the throne's chair, and clenched his injured wrist.

Brother Hua saw that the situation was not good, and immediately fled towards the door.

Zhao Fei took out another scalpel and flew towards a prison guard.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fei rolled forward and flipped to the warden's side.

Zhao Fei took advantage of the warden's attention to covering his wrists at this time, pulled out the pistol on his waist, and fired two shots at another prison guard.

When Zhao Fei was shooting, the warden quickly touched the alarm switch and called for external support.

Fearing that he would not be able to wait for outside help, the angry youths, armed with daggers, whips, steel needles, iron chains, and other instruments, surrounded him, pressed him to the throne, and nailed his hands to the armrests of the throne with steel nails.

There is a saying that the way of others is the way of others, and the body of others is also governed.

The teenagers used all the ways that the Warden Pete tortured them, and now they used it twice as much to torture the Warden.

The room was filled with the heart-rending screams of Warden Pete, and when Zhao Fei walked out of the door, he looked back and saw that the two teenagers were tearing the flesh off the warden's face with their teeth, and the blood was flowing, and they had already dyed his goose-yellow little bow tie red.

The other two were nailing each of his toes to the ground with steel spikes.

There were also a few people with knives, cutting the flesh on his arm, like Ling Chi.

The scene was really miserable, but he deserved it.

The shrill sirens sounded throughout the prison, and all the prisoners shouted excitedly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Zhao Fei put away two scalpels, picked up an AK47 from the ground, and loaded the bullet.

Now, he has to hurry to save the old Chinese.

In this case, the elevator could not be taken, and Zhao Fei trotted all the way up the stairs.

There were no prison guards to stop him along the way, and he was a little surprised, beware of any traps.

Walking out of a passage, the hall in front of him was the hall when the wind was released, and Zhao Fei was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In front of me, it can be described as a scuffle, and in the entire wind hall, prisoners and prison guards in various prison uniforms are fighting in a mess.

Everyone in the melee is like a vicious wolf who meets on a narrow road, pounces on the prey and enemy in their eyes.

In addition to the chaotic gunfights, short blades, blades, small iron bars, and socks stuffed with hard objects rained down on both sides of the fight.

Shouts of excitement and terrible pain came and went, and from time to time someone tumbled down the stairs and the railings of the passageway.

This is really different from the plan, when Zhao Fei was a little overwhelmed and stunned, a heavy pressure hit his back, and he was pushed off the railing at once.

Zhao Fei took advantage of the situation a few times, but fortunately he didn't fall too hard, he struggled to stand up, and looked back, the person who pushed him just now was Brother Hua.

Brother Hua was standing at the railing, looking at Zhao Fei with an evil expression.

This shameless person, Zhao Fei really hated him.

At this moment, Zhao Fei saw the scumbag scumbag swoop down on Brother Hua who was facing away from him, and Brother Hua slammed his backhand into the eyes of the scumbag.

At the critical moment, the sharp-mouthed young man not far away rushed over desperately, and he held Brother Hua's right hand tightly.

The three of them scuffled into a ball, and they all tried to subdue each other.

In the end, the burly Hua Ge was a step ahead, and he kicked the sharp-mouthed young man and grabbed the arm of the scumbag, making it difficult for him to exert his strength.

The scumbag man blushed and was angry, but he was helpless.

In the blink of an eye, Brother Hua pulled out a prison guard's dagger from his waist.

The scumbag stretched out his hand, trying his best to snatch the dagger from Brother Hua's hand.

But Brother Hua's dagger was impartially piercing towards the scumbag's chest.

At this moment, Zhao Fei threw out the scalpel.

It was too late, it was too fast, and the scalpel stabbed into the chest of the unsuspecting Hua Ge, and the blood immediately stained his clothes red.

"Ahh......h I don't want to die! ”

Brother Hua was panting heavily, and he tried hard to grab the shoulder of the scumbag.

In just a few seconds, his pupils dilated, and finally he lost his life completely, and collapsed like a mess of mud.

The scumbag man only felt that his hands were weak and sinking, and he simply threw Brother Hua off the railing.

Brother Hua's body fell heavily on the floor of the wind hall, Zhao Fei ran over, pulled out a scalpel, and wiped the blood on Brother Hua's body.

Brother Hua's eyes are still open, a shameless man who is greedy for life and afraid of death and has a bad heart, he deserves to die.

Brother Hua, the sharp-mouthed young man stood at the railing, waving excitedly at Zhao Fei and shouting: "Brother Fei, I knew that you must be a legendary hero, when the siren sounded, we remembered what you said before, let's be smart, let's ......"

Before the sharp-mouthed young man could finish speaking, a ball of blood erupted from his chest and he fell, and he was hit by a bullet.

"No!" Zhao Fei stood on the floor of the hall, while the sharp-mouthed youth was at the railing of the passage two floors above the edge of the hall.

He could only watch as the sharp-mouthed youth was hit by a bullet and fell.

The current prison scene is completely out of control, and it can be described as "chaos" in one word.

But at this moment, the scumbag man was also surrounded by several white prisoners in red prison uniforms.

He tried his best to knock down the two people, and then shouted at Zhao Fei: "Go and save the old man, don't worry about me." ”

Zhao Fei raised the AK47 and fired at the prisoners in red prison uniforms.

These enemies around the scumbag man have been cleared for the time being.

"And then." Zhao Fei threw a scalpel to the scumbag man.

The scumbag laughed and shouted at Zhao Fei: "Go and save the old man." ”

Zhao Fei just turned around.

"Phineas!"

And they called him.

Zhao Fei looked back.

It was a scumbag, he nodded to Zhao Fei and shouted, "You must go out!" ”

Zhao Fei also nodded to him, clenched his fists, and turned around and walked on the road to save the old Chinese.

Just walked into a hallway of clear glass.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Several canisters that suddenly appeared blocked his way, presumably thrown from behind.

It's tear gas!

The pungent white white smoke immediately burst out of the jar and instantly enveloped the entire corridor.

Zhao Fei hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and rushed over.

It's finally time to get to Zone F.

The floors and walls here are full of blood from the fighting.

Zhao Fei saw from a distance that a group of prison guards wearing gas masks threw several tear gas canisters from the iron gate into the tunnel of Area F.

The choking smoke made a group of people who were still fighting just now cough and burst into tears.

The prison guards who were fighting immediately put on gas masks and retreated.

The prisoners were in a mess, and the timid and fearful retreats to their respective cells were tantamount to disarming and surrendering.

It seems that the prison guards' reinforcements have arrived.

Zhao Fei must hurry.

He finally ran to the door of the room where the old Chinese man was being held.

Zhao Fei smashed the door lock with a gun and kicked the door open.

What happened inside shocked Zhao Fei.

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