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“1、2、3、4、5...”

The five jailers crouched down and gathered together, and one of them, by the light of the candlestick on the table next to him, kept taking out the contents of the small bag at his feet, dividing them into stacks, and with each minute, the eyes of the others lit up.

"That's a lot of silver this time."

"Yes, I didn't expect those little mice to know each other so well and respect us so much."

"I think they definitely got more, not as good as us..."

"Shut up, there are rules in one line, kill the old hen, although you can eat a good meal, but who will come to lay eggs for us?"

"That's right..."

"Shut up, you idiots! I'm counting again! ”

The jailer, who counted the silver coins, cursed under his breath, and the other four shut their mouths. Just looking at the piles of silver coins piled up more and more in the center, they couldn't calm their excitement at all.

I have been doing this kind of business for several years, and this month this time it is really rare, with this money, I can ...

"Wow! For! For! ”

A sudden sound of iron and stone clashing sounded from behind, interrupting the thoughts of several people, who looked back one after another to find that the sound had suddenly disappeared again, leaving only a fainter and more subtle echo at the entrance of the corridor.

"What's wrong?" Several people looked at each other, but none of them wanted to leave here. God knows, if you leave, your share of the money will be a few less.

There is only one captain who can count here, and the other people can simply count and count, but they can be replaced by dozens or hundreds, but no one can figure it out.

"Old Walker, go take a look."

The jailer, counting the coins, gestured sideways toward the hallway.

"Captain, I..."

The middle-aged jailer he was watching was extremely reluctant on his face, but under the captain's gaze, he could only get up obediently, muttering and complaining in the direction of the corridor.

The others looked impatiently at the place where old Walker had disappeared in the hallway, waiting for him to return, and the corners of their eyes were more or less focused on the pile of coins at their feet. It's just that they watched this pose for a long time, but the old Walker still didn't come back.

"Is something really wrong?"

The men looked at each other again, a little nervous.

They are not afraid of the situation, but they are afraid of the situation but there is no movement. It stands to reason that if there is any fighting, there should be a sound coming from inside, but there is no movement now, is it... See the ghosts?

"Bender, Rem, you two go and take a look!" The captain of the jailer was also a little nervous, and he ordered two more of his men in quick succession.

"Captain, why don't we go together, it's safer..."

"Yes, Captain, what can happen to the prisoner in the middle of the night, if it is a ghost..."

The two jailers obviously didn't want to risk their lives, and looked at the captain with a look of embarrassment.

Hearing them say this, after looking at the gloomy and dim environment around him, the captain of the jailer couldn't help but change his face, and scolded in a low voice: "Shut up! You two fools, there is a church in the city, which ghost would dare to come here! ”

In fact, he himself was a little scared, after all, it was the middle of the night, and what they were doing was not above board, so he naturally couldn't settle down when he had ghosts in his heart.

When there is no situation, they are afraid that the prison warden will come to patrol in the middle of the night, not to mention that there is a situation now...

The two of them glanced at each other, swallowed their saliva, then got up, drew the long sword at their waist, and walked slowly in the direction of the corridor.

And then, they may not come out for a long time...

The remaining two waited and became more and more frightened, and the more they waited, the more frightened they became, and finally, the only remaining jailer's subordinate proposed in a trembling voice: "Captain, or let... Why don't we withdraw first? ”

"Withdraw a fart, there are people watching from the watchtower outside the prison, it's not the right time for us to go out, we are very likely to be found when we go out, and when the time comes, it will be numb to alarm the people in the guard room..." ”

After saying this, he had already rushed to the door, and just wanted to push the door away, but he remembered something, hurriedly turned around, and quickly put away all the coins he had counted before and put them back into the small bag: "I know how much it is, don't you want to take the opportunity to steal money!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, when his right leg was suddenly hugged by someone: "Wait, wait... Wait, Captain! ”

I shuddered by the sudden restraint, and I didn't feel at ease until I heard the voice of my subordinates, but when he turned his head and was about to reprimand, the heart that had just been put back in his stomach was immediately raised to his throat again: "See... Ghost... Who is he!? ”

I saw that at the door of the corridor leading to the cage area, a person was walking slowly, different from the previous two subordinates who went slowly, this person walked with a limp, looking very weird...

There were blood stains all over his body, and when his feet dragged forward, he dragged blood-colored marks on the ground. The long unkempt hair was dripping with scarlet blood, as if it would never end...

There were two blood marks on his eyes, and after seeing the two jailers looking over, the man squinted his eyes, bared his teeth slightly, revealing hideous teeth full of blood red, as if he was laughing, but he was so frightened that he was lying on the ground, and the jailer holding the captain's thigh rolled his eyes directly, and his mother fainted.

And the captain of the jailer who was held by him was not happy, and subconsciously pulled out the long sword at his waist, and pointed at this person tremblingly: "You... Who are you? How could it be here!? ”

"Hohehehe~" The visitor did not answer him, but smiled strangely, still walking slowly towards this place.

He doesn't look like a ghost, but for some reason, it's even more terrifying than a ghost, and the captain of the jailer wants to escape from here in a panic, but he finds that his thigh is still being held tightly by his subordinates, and he jerks it a few times, but he doesn't pull it out at all!

"Damn little Bobby, when I get away with this, I want you to look good!" During the scolding, the jailer captain was even more frightened, but seeing that the strange person had come to his eyes, he suddenly felt ruthless in his heart, his eyes widened angrily, and the long sword in his hand stabbed hard at the comer: "Die!" ”

"Poof!"

The sound of the weapon entering the body made the extremely nervous jailer captain stunned for a moment, and then he looked at it carefully, only to find that a fist had reached his eyes, and before he could react, it hit the bridge of his nose with a bang!

The stinging pain came, and the captain of the jailer scolded and wanted to fight back, but unfortunately, a huge and hard impact from the temple immediately afterwards made his eyes dark, his body collapsed, and he quickly passed out.

At the same time, Allen, who had made himself half-human and half-ghost, also involuntarily weakened his legs and sat down on the ground.

Seeing that the last two jailers had all fallen into a coma, Alan grinned in pain, and his mouth couldn't help but feel slightly bitter; Another blow to the shoulder!

With his own idea back, he actually encountered these jailers sitting on the ground to share the spoils, if he had known, how could he act rashly before his combat effectiveness was restored?

Although the holy water restored some of his injuries and physical strength, the collapse of his chest and right arm, as well as the fracture, did not improve much because of this, and the collapse of the chest was just that, it did not hurt the internal organs, at most it would make it difficult for him to breathe, but the fracture on his right arm almost killed him.

He is not left-handed, he is still used to using his right hand, but his right hand is not strong at all. He had already escaped again, and had no choice but to use his left arm to face the enemy.

Fortunately, he had a chain with him just in case, and fortunately he didn't forget to practice the shield when he was apprenticed, otherwise it's hard to say who wins and who pays this time today.

The first jailer to enter was quickly dealt with after being led deeper into the corridor, and the two who entered the second time were a little more troublesome, but he also solved them, at the cost of some injuries. But it's just a few minor injuries, and it doesn't matter.

The remaining two, he was not sure that he could defeat them unscathed, so after seeing that their state was different, he thought of pretending to be a ghost, or a zombie to scare people.

Although he was injured in the shoulder, to be honest, the effect was not bad, and one was stunned on the spot, and the other was also greatly defeated. It's just that the two jailers who were bled by him bitterly...

"The incision is a little small, and I did a simple bandage for them, so I don't think they will die from excessive blood loss." He shrugged his shoulders, but accidentally pulled the wound, grinned, found that his mouth was full of blood, and hurriedly wiped it with his hands, and after feeling a little cleaner, he picked up the long sword of the jailer captain and stood up with it.

Walking towards the door of this underground prison, he was halfway through when he suddenly thought of something, turned back to the place where the jailers had divided the spoils, and took out a small bag from the lower corner of the table beside the captain; After weighing it, it was heavy, and he poured out some more.

Feeling almost over, Alan found another rope on the table, tied the mouth of the money bag, and hung it around his waist.

I am penniless, it is inconvenient to do anything, and with this stolen money, I will definitely have a chance to use it.

With everything in order, he walked to the doorway, took a deep breath, and then bent down and carefully pushed open the wooden door in front of him, revealing a gap.

Looking through the crack in the door, some of the situation outside immediately came into view, and this made the boss with his eyes wide,

Outside, there are even guards!?