Chapter 179: Prison Cell

Chapter 179: Prison Cell

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Chapter 179: Prison Cell

Lin Fan was thrown to the ground by the Monkey King, and he looked up, and Ibudullah stood in front of him, looking at him condescendingly, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

He leaned over in front of Lin Fan, sniffed the smell of Lin Fan's body vigorously, then reached out and made a cut on Lin Fan's body, dipped his finger in a little blood, twisted it, and put it under his nose to smell it carefully.

A hint of surprise appeared on Ibodullah's face, and he said something in his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he looked Lin Fan up and down with a special gaze.

Lin Fan felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and secretly screamed in his heart, this guy didn't know what idea he was playing, maybe falling into the hands of this person was more terrible than death.

Suddenly, the Monkey King roared, and an inexplicable force was awakening in the distance, Ibudullah's face changed greatly, and he looked at Lin Fan with fierce eyes and asked, "You, yes, accomplice?" ”

Lin Fan didn't know what was going on, so he pretended to be dazed and shook his head and said, "It's just the three of us, and there is no one else." ”

The Monkey King didn't wait for Ibudullah's order, he jumped directly from mid-air, spun back and forth between the trees, and disappeared in front of Lin Fan after a while.

Ibudullah became a little nervous, he reached out and hit Lin Fan the back of the head, knocked the person unconscious, lifted it up, and ran towards the depths of the forest, his expression was nervous, as if something big had happened.

Deep in the forest, a puff of black smoke was billowing and surging like an undulating sea, and something was constantly stirring in it.

Ibudullah's face was very serious, even a little angry, he ran all the way to the location of the tree house, threw Lin Fan to a native man in a grass skirt, and then walked due west.

After walking a short distance, through a row of dense bushes crawling with all kinds of poisonous insects, he walked to a basin the size of a football field.

The small basin looked more like a giant crater, filled with thick black smoke, about a hundred meters deep above the ground.

Ibudullah stood on the edge of the basin, intently surveying his surroundings, black smoke billowing from it, unable to see what was happening.

After probing around, Ibudullah's face was puzzled, and he said to himself in the indigenous dialect: "Strange, there are no intruders, how did the formation just now show that someone broke in?" ”

This place belongs to the absolute forbidden land on the island, and no one can enter it except his master, not including him.

Because this place was related to a big plan of the master, Ibudullah did not dare to slack off, and immediately rushed to the situation after noticing the situation here, but after inspecting it twice, he did not find anything.

Lin Fan was taken to an underground cell by the island's natives, who were almost naked on both sides, and the two natives opened the cell door, threw Lin Fan in, and turned to leave.

There are two rows of cells here, there are about seven or eight in total, and Lin Fan is locked in the innermost one, which is also the most special one.

In the cell he was in, the walls and bars were painted with some strange ornaments, which were a common means of confinement for the Nanyang Descending Master, which could suppress the ability of the detainees, and as long as there was the slightest movement, the outside would immediately feel something.

When Lin Fan was thrown in, there was a commotion in the other cell directly opposite here, and someone kept whispering: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin......"

No matter how these people shouted, it was disappointing that Lin Fan never woke up, and he didn't know what means Ibudullah used just now.

Several people in the opposite cell looked at each other with sad faces, and the last rescuer in their hearts was also imprisoned.

"Captain, what should I do, Xue Zi and Lao Lei were both arrested by mistake, and we don't even have anyone to report the news." A young man in camouflage looked at Captain Pang with a slightly frustrated expression.

Captain Pang sat in the center of the cell, surrounded by several team members, who didn't know what was going on, so they fainted on the ground, and then woke up in a daze to find that they had become prisoners.

"It's better to ask for others than for yourself, Mr. Lin is now the same as us, it is difficult to protect himself, we can't always pin our hopes on others, we have to find a way to save ourselves." When Captain Pang spoke, his voice was a little weak.

Not only him, but the rest of the team members were also pale, their hands and feet were sore, and since they woke up, these people found themselves as if they were sick, limp, without any strength at all, and they were out of breath even after walking a few steps.

"These people don't know what to eat for us, and they don't have any energy at all." There was a young man who was pounding the ground in anger, and he felt so guilty that he didn't even see what the enemy was, and he was caught in a daze.

Captain Pang said slowly: "These people are not ordinary people, the people who captured us are some secret cultivators, and we have no experience in fighting against this kind of people." ”

"Cultivators? What do you mean? Several team members asked, a little confused, a term that had been seen a lot on the Internet before, but it was the first time they had heard it in reality.

"The so-called cultivators, I don't particularly know, they should be the kind of people with supernormal abilities, and their methods are beyond the scope of ordinary people." Captain Pang also didn't know much about this, and he had only heard it from others once before.

"Paranormal abilities? Captain, you're not kidding, are you, just like the superheroes in the national comics? But those were all made up by cartoonists. ”

These members of the team are staunch atheists, and if it weren't for Captain Pang's always respectable people, they would have dismissed those words as nonsense.

"The cultivators I'm talking about are two different things from those heroes, but one thing is the same, that is, they have the power that ordinary people can't have, although there are very few such people, but they do exist." Captain Pang said very seriously, his military rank is a little higher, and he knows some insiders.

"Captain, how do you know this? Have you ever seen a practitioner? ”

A member of the team next to him asked, anyway, it's okay now, I can only pass the time boringly, and listening to the captain's story is also a good choice.

Despite being behind bars, these players have undergone rigorous training, so they can still withstand this kind of pressure mentally.

Captain Pang nodded and said, "In our country, there is a special department responsible for managing and coordinating the affairs between these people, and most of the members of this department are powerful cultivators, recruited from all over the country. ”

"There is an elite squad in this department, each of which is unimaginably strong, and I have had the privilege of meeting these people before."

After listening to Captain Pang's words, one of the team members said a little unwillingly: "Alas, it would have been good if I had asked my superiors to find a few helpers from that department, and we wouldn't have missed and been captured, these enemy's methods are indeed too weird." ”

Captain Pang shook his head, sighed and said: "Even if you apply, it's useless, the matter of the Sword Squad is a family matter of our Operations Department, if that department is involved, the entire Operations Department will be made fun of." ”

There were some words, Captain Pang didn't say it, but just silently recited in his heart, "Besides, our leader loves face so much, and there seems to be some dirtiness with the leader of that department, so it is absolutely impossible for him to ask for help." "Please remember our web address:,,