Chapter 11 Escape continued

The corridor behind the iron door was dim and narrow, in contrast to the opulence of the lobby outside, and Aras resisted the feeling of wanting to vomit, and took Potz with him straight to the location of the woman he perceived and deceived him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

'It stinks. Alaska screamed in his heart, this is a sewer stuffed with stinking water! The pungent smell of decay, which permeated the little boy's nose and throat, made it difficult for him to breathe.

Alaska looks at Pots, who finds Pots and quickly adjusts to the smell and darkness.

"Watts, have you been here? You don't think it stinks! And why do people outside call it a water prison? Alaska asked curiously.

The blonde boy had apparently been here, for he seemed to be recalling some sad memory, and his little face was wrinkled together. Pots quickly lowered his head, he didn't want to trouble Alaska and make him worry about himself.

Alaska looked at him with serious eyes before he lowered his head, and stopped. Putz's body trembled, and he faced the pure eyes of Arras, without any ability to resist.

Potz had no choice but to tell the truth, "I've been here before, and the water prison is used to punish disobedient people, or to tame new people. ā€

"Is that all?" Alaska knows Pots is there and tries to hide some secrets from him. He didn't believe that there was only that, but it was impossible for Potz to become a timid and obedient rabbit.

Putz bit his lower lip, looking hesitant, but under the stubborn gaze of Arras, he disarmed and surrendered. He looked at the vaguely familiar place ahead and said, "It's full of feces and mosquitoes, there are people and they are pouring, and there are flies and mosquitoes everywhere." They brought all the useless boys and girls, and the disobedient and the newcomers. ā€

Putz glanced at the angry Alaska, the corners of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc, and continued: "Those perverts are excited to see us children scared to cry, I was just kidnapped at the time, and I was full of hope that the family would come to save me, it was the Alice family. One of the big families in Star-Moon City, I think you can guess the result. ā€

"Watts, don't do this. If only you would like to consider me a friend. Alaska said with a worried look at Parks.

Who knew that Putz smiled suddenly, he naughtily stuck his tongue out at Alaska, his blue eyes were full of evil taste, and said loudly: "Wasn't I your friend before?" ā€

Alaska knew the blonde boy was joking, so he said, "Well, you've always been my friend." ā€

Parks continued, "I wasn't afraid of them at all, I yelled at them, I thought they would be scared. ā€

"Who knew they brought me in here without any criminal law. And then for only three days, the foul water, the disgusting stench, and the darkness that seemed like no end made me beg them to cry bitterly. The blonde boy's face was hot, and he had snot and tears streaming down his nose and didn't care about anything to get out.

"And then they told me to do some shameful gestures." Putz didn't say any more, but Alaska understood what he was behind it, and it was this mental humiliation that made the kid succumb.

Alaska hugged Potz as a sign of comfort, and then he signaled that he would help Potz get revenge.

So the two of them continued to move forward, but only a dozen steps into Alaska saw the so-called water prison, and several wall cages appeared next to the narrow corridor, and several girls of different ages were inside. Not only are they curled up in the stinky water and mosquitoes, but they can't even make much movement of their bodies.

A few steps further on, the boys, in a similar situation to the girls. The boys and girls were all delicate, and Alaska guessed that they would be pampered at home, but here they were treated like rags.

"Alaska, although no one comes here at night, let's hurry up. It would be terrible if the kids were screaming, or if someone came on patrol at a regular time. Potts said to Alaska.

The young man nodded, and he secretly made up his mind that he would not let this brothel survive in the future.

Pots really thought about it, Alaska and they walked for the next ten minutes, and the children in the cage looked numb to themselves, occasionally looking up at Alaska and Pots, and then quickly lowered their heads again.

They probably thought that Alaska was a jailer, after all, the oldest child here was only fourteen or fifteen, and they would have lost their minds long ago when they encountered such torture.

Not everyone is Putts, for which Alaska secretly praises his friends.

After passing through the water prison area, Alaska came to three similar forks, and the little boy walked directly to the middle one without hesitation.

"I've never been to Alaska, so I didn't expect anyone to live behind a water prison." After Potts had not been to the water prison, he was surprised to see several doors lined with names on both sides of the hallway.

Alaska's face was expressionless, and he knew what was going on when he thought of the woman who went out to sell flowers in the middle of the night, and her mediocre appearance. The owner of this brothel is really good at saving money, and the people who are being used for waste are arranged to live directly behind the water prison.

In this way, the water prison would have to house some guards, and some people would not be in the way. And when designing a building like a water dungeon, there is a lot of wasted space, such as load-bearing walls and drainage channels.

It's just that in this way, it hurts Alaska, and Putts obviously found out about this problem too, and he looked at Alaska with worried eyes, and before he knew it, he was dependent on Alaska.

"Don't be afraid of Puts, those jailers may be in front, but I have a way." Alaska comforted.

Alaska continued with the blonde boy until he stopped in front of a wooden door, which was no different from any other door, just as old and rotten.

The young man's face was resolute, and the cold light in his eyes made Potz a little scared.

"Knock, knock, knock." Alaska unceremoniously tore open his arm and knocked vigorously on the wooden door, which was already broken and clattered with a clattering sound.

"Give the old lady a light, I'm going to die, ah?." The owner's hurried screams let Alaska know that he was not wrong!