Two hours later, Rat Bao walked to his prison cell. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As soon as she reached the door, she was stunned, for there was a moan of pain from inside the door, a gagged moan of pain, mixed with the sound of a creaking shaker and a fierce wheezing, and even without looking at it, Rat Bao knew what was going on inside.

This kind of thing happens every day in Yanbei Prison, after all, those iron grates are not soundproof, but it is the first time that they really appear in front of her, so Rat Bao was stunned in place, not knowing how to react, whether to turn around and leave or wait for them to finish?

"Rat Bao, Rat Bao go !! quickly"

Finally, someone in the prison found her, and when she heard Duan Zhenhao's muddy and hoarse voice, Rat Bao made a decision - open the iron door and walk in.

On the innermost bed in the prison cell, a group of people gathered there, pressing hand after hand, foot by foot, pressing a white human body to be trampled on. Hearing Duan Zhenhao's shouts and the sound of the iron door opening and closing, the man raised his head and looked at the door, just when he saw Rat Bao, Rat Bao also saw him, Rapps, who had his glasses removed and his mouth gagged, was being pressed under him with red eyes and tears streaming down his face at this moment, doing the most cruel exercise.

Rat Bao saw pain and despair in Rapp's eyes, Rapps didn't know what he saw in Rat Bao's eyes, only to see him suddenly fall, moaning no more, even if the flesh hurt, even if the heart hurt, he gritted his teeth and endured, as if he didn't want to show his fragile side in front of a woman he knew.

Seeing this, Rat Bao had to look away, and then she saw Duan Zhenhao with a broken leg on the wall.

It was a real broken leg, and the bones were pierced out of the flesh, and blood was spilling all over the ground. He collapsed in the pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and his mouth kept gasping for breath, but from his wheezing, Rat Bao seemed to hear a leaking sound.

That's a ...... It's a wonderful sound, as if life is passing.

In addition to the two of them, there are still four people left in the original team of room 2025, but they are all curled up in the corner, and they don't dare to raise their heads and shrink there, like four dead dogs.

"Brother Hao, shredded radish, I'm back." Rat Bao said calmly, watching the crimson blood on the ground winding to his feet, soaking the soles of his shoes.

A woman with thin arms and legs walked out of the group, half-squinted her eyes and said angrily, "Third brother, it's a girl." ”

The third brother ignored her, and still enjoyed Rops for a while before pulling away, and just turned to face Rat Bao, and then a pair of equilateral triangular eyes flashed with an unfinished lewd glint when he saw her face.

"Little sister, how about it, come by yourself or will I help you?" As he spoke, he shook the red and white mucus on his lower body.

Rat Bao sighed softly, his fingers brushing his eyebrows, "Is this the result of the Great Blood Exchange?" The collision of the old and the new, the explosion of bestiality, the annihilation of human nature. ”

The third brother frowned and stared at her for a while, and suddenly sneered: "What the hell do you say Lao Tzu doesn't understand, don't write crepe there, from now on Lao Tzu will be the head of this prison, you serve Lao Tzu well, Lao Tzu will ensure that you are popular...... Hiss! ”

Everyone only saw the third brother walking towards Rat Bao step by step, reaching out to touch Rat Bao's cheek, but just when he was about to touch it, Rat Bao waved his arm, and the third brother's voice stopped abruptly.

In the next second, a blood mist sprayed into the air, and fell from the sky like a drizzle, covering Rat Bao's face with a layer of bright red.

The feeling of being wet and hot like a steam spray made Rat Bao frown, she reached out to wipe the liquid off her face, and saw that the red liquid also painted a red and white intertwined picture on her snow-white little hands, and couldn't help but be a little disgusted for a while: "Why is even the blood of this kind of person red, but mine is black?" Am I not even as good as him? ”

However, when it comes to this question, there is no one to answer.

kicked away the third brother who was still spurting blood, his red body hit an iron frame bed, his waist folded, and his head tilted back, and then those people finally saw that there was a thin and long wound on his neck, which was clearly injured by a sharp blade.

"You, you have a weapon!!" The thin woman screamed.

Rat Bao lifted the blood-stained bangs with her right hand, revealing a full and smooth forehead, while her left hand was across her chest, and with a flick of her middle finger, a black dagger suddenly appeared in her palm, but she said, "Which eye do you see that I have a weapon?" ”

Woman: "......" I see both eyes now!

But the people in Yanbei Prison are all crazy, not stupid, so when she has no enemies and weapons, the woman is smart and doesn't talk nonsense.

"No, I didn't see anything."

Rat Bao hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly: "Very good, I like smart people, smart people have always been more sensible than stupid people, they know what to say and what not to say, what to do and what not to do." ”

With that, she raised her eyes to look at the strangers standing beside the bed in the prison cell, and laughed: "And one smart person who can testify for me is enough." ”

……

Prison Guard's Lounge

A small prison guard glanced at the numbers displayed on the computer and said, "Chief, twelve more have just died." ”

Liao Yangcheng sniffed a cigar in his hand, and said coldly: "Arrange for someone to go over and collect the corpse, these people just fought fiercely, and now they are still in the hostile stage, I am afraid they will not be quiet these days." ”

The little prison guard looked at the data fed back on the computer, wrinkled his eyebrows, and said, "Boss, these twelve people died in a row within two minutes, and they all died in the same cell. ”

"Two minutes?" Liao Yangcheng paused with his hand holding the cigar cutter, killing twelve in two minutes, which killing god is coming?

"Which prison?"

“2025。”

Liao Yangcheng raised his head suddenly, and after an interval of two seconds, he suddenly got up and said, "I'll check it out in person, and you ask the people from the corpse collection team to come back five minutes later." ”

"Yes." Although he didn't understand the intention of Liao Yangcheng's move, the little prison guard still agreed.

When Liao Yangcheng stood at the door of Room 2025, he saw a thin woman sorting out the corpses with trembling hands, and the way she sorted them out was to bite all the wounds on the necks of those people with her teeth, and bite them until the cause of death could not be checked.

Another petite figure squatted in front of a burly male corpse, his bloodstained hands lightly pressing his neck, as if searching for the beating of his pulse.

However, in the next second, her arm fell weakly, and her head was buried deeply.