Chapter 15: The Director of Terror (Part II)
"Now is not the time to talk about this, first send this little ghost to the director"
Putting aside his wondering mood, Magellan glanced at Raphael, who was not moving behind him, and said secretly.
If it weren't for the fact that he was in this scorching hell now, Magellan would have really forgotten about Raphael.
Remembering that he couldn't deal with the matter of Hiryu anyway, he didn't pause here for more, and said to the two prison guards: "You don't have to worry about Hiryu's matter, I will report this matter to the director!" ”
"Yes! Thank you very much! ”
The two prison guards gave a military salute and breathed a sigh of relief. Once the guards of this fourth layer of scorching hell grow up and start killing, but they don't even distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and they kill people when they see them, to be honest, these prison guards are very worried, and they don't know that Hiryu will kill here that day and kill themselves.
Feeling the surrounding temperature, Raphael looked left and right, a little strange: I remember that in the plot, this elevator should be directly connected to the director's office, why can it only appear outside this LEVEL4 layer now.
"Maybe it's because it's a different director!" Raphael said secretly.
Seeing that the two prison guards breathed a sigh of relief, Magellan took the lead and walked towards the director's office, and Raphael behind him was not idle, and followed.
Along the way, passing by prison guards in heat-proof suits, holding iron forks in their hands, drove the sweaty prisoners.
"Hurry up and get me going," the jailer stabbed the prisoner in the back with an iron fork
"Ah~!" The prisoner screamed, and his eyes, which were still blurry, felt a pinprick pain in his back, and he came to his senses.
Seeing that the prisoner was still procrastinating, the prison guard suddenly became unhappy, stepped forward, kicked him, and scolded: "Don't give me a job soon!" Scum! ”
Kicked by the jailers, the prisoner's feet were a little unsteady, and he fell forward several steps in a row, almost lying on the ground.
Scumbag, dare to call me a scumbag, even if I fight for this life today, I will drag you to hell.
The prisoner turned his head, his eyes full of killing intent, and for this, the jailer's body trembled, and he took a few steps back in succession.
It seems that the jailer violated the prisoner's dignity.
But when he turned around, he saw Magellan, trembling all over his body and didn't dare to fight back, he turned his head in an instant, and no longer cared about anything dignified or undignified, dragging his bulky body and striding forward.
It seems that in the heart of this prisoner, Magellan is more terrible than the Hades of hell.
Walking up, Magellan stared at the prisoner indifferently, snorted coldly, and continued to walk forward without pausing.
Like just now, the prisoners can't stand the criminal law, and they have the attitude of burning jade, this advance city often happens, and it will be staged almost every day, so if the strength is not good, don't want to suppress the prisoners at all, but the prisoners will fight back with a desperate attitude.
It took the two of them a few minutes to come to a stone bridge that was the very center of the Scorching Hell of LEVEL 4, and below it was a huge hot pot filled with molten iron like lava.
Coming to the stone bridge, Raphael smelled the stench of burnt corpses, frowned, looked straight ahead, a pedestrian avenue that could only be passed by a few people side by side, and thought: "After entering this stone bridge, it should almost be there!" ”
Crossing the stone bridge, Magellan entered this dark avenue, turned to the left again, and knocked lightly, the wooden door at the turn.
The sound insulation here is very good, and it seems that the screams outside can't be heard here at all.
"Come in!"
A vigorous old voice came, and Magellan opened the wooden door, stepped in, and gave a military salute to the director, who was seated in the director's seat.
"Ahh It's Magellan! Did the incumbents bring it? "A head of gray hair, a very righteous and kind face, wearing a prison uniform, smiled kindly at Magellan.
"Yes! Brought, right outside the door! Magellan replied with his head held high and forcefully.
It seems that Magellan has great respect for this old man.
Raphael listened to the conversation between the two in the room, but didn't care, and walked inside.
As soon as he bought it on his toes, Raphael stopped and hurriedly stepped back, looking at the old man in the director's seat with strange eyes.
"There's something wrong with this air"
Just now, when his toes first touched the air in the house, Raphael felt some microbes in the air in the house, which seemed to be devouring people's physical strength.
Seeing that Raphael did not come in for a long time, Magellan on the side was shocked
The old man in the director's seat looked at Raphael at the door with a smile: "It's been discovered!" After speaking, he raised his hand and made a gesture to the air, as if a mass of white gas, condensed together, entered the old man's body, and disappeared.
Seeing this, Raphael stepped forward, tried it first, and found that there was no problem in the air, and then walked in.