Feynman's expression grew serious, and the anger in his eyes was replaced by an emotion of excitement. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "I would be happy to send Singa to hell with my own hands." ”

"But not now, man." Garnett's cold, calm voice interrupted Feynman's mood, and he looked at Feynman through the light curtain, and it wasn't until Feynman came back to his senses from his excitement that he continued, "Now I need to borrow Singa's hand and spread the crisis in 'Hell' to change the people's perception that orcs can coexist. ”

Feynman said suspiciously: "What crisis?" I can assure you that there will be no crisis in 'hell' under my rule. ”

"Just because you didn't have it before doesn't mean you won't have it in the future." Garnett shook his glass gracefully, smiled slyly at Feynman, and said to him word by word, "Feynman, crises can be created. ”

Feynman was stunned.

Looking at Feynman's stunned expression, a smile slowly appeared on Garnet's face. Now that all the damned people are concentrated in 'Hell', this is the perfect chance for him to get rid of the aftermath for good.

Feynman looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, Garnett's grim smile with a hint of madness he had seen before, three years ago, also in 'hell', when Garnett decided to defect from the Corps at the last moment.

"Feynman, you know, the Federation has always been wary of orc abilities, and it can be a disaster if their abilities are uncontrollable, and we need to let the people know that." Garnett said to Feynman in a light tone.

"Oh my God." Faynman's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't believe Garnett had such crazy ideas. "It would make 'hell' dangerous."

"Yes. But Feynman, you know very well that only by doing so will we be able to completely get out of the shadows, and then there will be no one who can check us anymore, including the Federal Parliament. And you, will be the hero of the Federation. Garnett encouraged Feynman with seductive language.

"What should I do?" Feynman was a little impatient. He was tired of being threatened, tired of being cautious about being caught at any moment. He desperately wants to be a hero to be admired by the people, not a jailer who can only watch over 'hell'.

Garnett seemed to see through Feynman's urgency, and reminded him with a smile: "The contradictions between the orc legions have always existed, and if the Singa mercenary group is added, 'Hell' will definitely be very lively." ”

Feynman smiled. That's right, it's a brilliant idea to let those orcs kill each other! He already knew what to do.

"Susie is a good girl, she will help you if necessary." Garnett raised her head and took a sip of the rest of the wine in her glass, wishing Feynman in advance, "Enjoy the chaos you created. With that, he cut off the communication connection.

Feynman walked out of the chamber and regained his composure as a chief. If there's going to be a new twist on 'Hell', he's going to make that change even more interesting. "Put Mulant in Kich's cell." Feynman ordered his lieutenant, Yuri.

Mulant followed the jailer down the corridor of the third floor of Block A with prison uniforms and uniform household items in his hands, and looked around, almost all the people in the prison barn were looking in his direction close to the railing, their eyes were mixed with disappointment and anger, and Murant's face was already calm and indifferent, he knew that all orcs would not want him to appear here in such a way.

The jailer stopped in front of a cell at the end of the hallway, opened the door with a command, pushed Murant in, and teased into the dark corner of the barn, "Hey, man, look who's coming." This guy is enough for you to play for a while, haha. With that, he laughed humorously, and after a few seconds the smile stiffened under Murant's cold gaze, and he had to withdraw in a curt. Hmph, this guy suffers, Kihe's monster has already torn apart three of his fellow inmates, the jailer thought indignantly as he locked the door of the barn.

Mulant looked at the empty prison cub slightly, the two single beds on the left and right were fixed to the ground, and there was a smart toilet in the innermost part, and there was nothing superfluous otherwise. The roof of the wall barn is as smooth as a mirror, and the original twenty-square-meter prison is now only fifteen square meters at most, and the adjacent prison barn next to it is empty, it seems that this prison barn has not only been reinforced, but also isolated.

Murant put the daily necessities on a single bed, took off his prison clothes, tore them into strips of cloth, sat down on the bed, and bandaged his wounds half against the cold wall.

Kihe, who was originally in the shadows, moved, greedily sniffing the fishy sweet smell in the air, and from the moment Mulant came in, he was attracted by a thick bloody aura, and the red blood mist under his eyes appeared. Raising his head and looking beyond the single bed, Kihe saw the back of Murant who was treating his wounds, his bare upper body, scarred but with tight muscles, which looked very delicious. Kihehor stood up and muttered, "Meat, meat......"

Murant's wound-wounded hand paused, glancing at Kich, who was about to be driven mad by hunger, his eyes full of hunger, and he lowered his head and continued to move. "Kich, stay away from me."

Hearing a familiar voice, Kich's footsteps stopped, "Murant? You shouldn't be here. I don't want to hurt you, but I'm hungry, hungry, hungry......" Kich didn't listen to the other man's words, as if bewitched, and walked straight towards Murant, reaching out to try to grab Mulant.

When Kich was about to touch him, Mulant dodged the opponent's attacking hand, bounced up with the force, and landed firmly behind Kich with a side flip, and raised his leg to hit Kich in the back, and Kich's muscular body stumbled into the wall in front of him. Murant took advantage of the situation to grab the back of the opponent's neck with one hand, and pressed Kihe's side face against the wall, "Kich, I said stay away from me." Does it taste good to be a companion, huh? ”

Kich was unwilling to be pinned, struggled desperately, tried to attack Murant's waist with a backhand, was grabbed by Murant's head and slammed it against the wall, making a huge noise, after a few heavy blows, Kich finally couldn't bear it, collapsed on the ground, his eyes were crazy, and he shouted hysterically: "I don't want to, I don't want to...... Murant, kill me! Kill me! ”

"It's okay to want to die, but not now. Tell me, what happened to you? Mulant twisted Kich's body, grabbed him by the hem of his shirt with both hands and threw him to the ground, Kich's back slammed into the bed frame. Damn, the speculation turned out to be very ugly for Murant.

Kihe's huge figure curled up in front of the bed, holding his head in his hands, pulling his hair in pain, his voice trembling with restraining his desires, "I don't know what's going on, I just know that I've been drugged, and when I wake up, I'm isolated in this prison cell, and I want to go crazy with the hunger that I can't fill!" ”

Murant looked at Kich's face and nodded silently. Kihe's symptoms and cravings for food are very similar to zombies, but Kihe's muscles and skin are intact and healthy, and there is no sign of festering and decay, and his intuition tells him that Kihe's symptoms must be related to those zombies in the forbidden area, and even the rumors that there are orcs missing in "Hell" are not groundless, and he must find out the truth before rescuing his subordinates.