The tall man let out a low roar, and fell down like a mountain of flesh, kneeling on the ground.

The thin man turned his head to look at the warden: "Warden, I won, can I eat?"

The warden did not answer, nor did he move. Through the armor, his expression could not be seen.

The thin man thought he hadn't heard, and repeated: "Warden, I killed him, and I won! Give me the roast chicken! I'm hungry!"

The warden still did not speak, his hands behind his back, and took a step back.

The thin man heard someone shouting, "He's not dead!"

He hurriedly turned his head and saw the tall man kneeling on the ground, blood dripping from his mouth. But he really didn't die, he stretched out a hand and wiped the blood from his mouth, the blood was stained on the back of his hand with heavy hair, he looked down at the blood on the back of his hand in the light of the torch, there was a strange expression, like a beast returning to its lair, licking the wounds on its body, he was extremely calm, calm as if it was not his own blood, there was a kind of animalistic quiet, hidden uncontrollable danger factors.

The thin man's breathing was unsteady. The place he had just stabbed him in the chest was a fatal blow that supposedly pierced the heart, and it was impossible for him to survive, but how could he not have died?

The tall man stood up like this, more agile, more ferocious, and more desperate than before, and pounced with all his might! The thin man was halfway run, and was knocked out at once, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person hit the wall, slid down, and pulled down a thick blood mark. Immediately after, he was lifted up by the tall and strong man who looked like a bear, roaring, pinching a quail, his ribs were squeezed and broken, and there was a series of bones cracking, and the ribs were broken one by one, and Bai Sensen sharply poked out his chest, and his flank, his back, like a barb, spring blood gushed out, just now it was just a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and now the blood is like a waterfall.

Zhao Ji had never seen a person vomit so much blood, and he was so frightened that he went soft.

This death is indeed tragic, except for a few people who watched it with relish, most people turned their heads slightly and couldn't bear to look at it. It's not sympathy, it's just that looking at it like this, I feel pain.

The thin man let out a dying scream, struggled, snapped! His spine was broken, his temple was held down, and with a twist of force, his neck bone was broken, and he fell backwards, and when he saw his heels, he finally fell to the ground, and never moved again.

It's over.

The tall man gasped and looked at the warden. The warden nodded, and took the roast chicken out of the bag and gave it to him. He took the roast chicken and roared excitedly, and as soon as he roared, blood spurted out—after all, he had been pierced through the chest! He tore out a chicken leg, and the chicken leg was attached to half a chicken, as if he had broken his opponent's bone, and yet, as soon as he put the chicken leg in his mouth, he suddenly lost his breath, and fell to the ground with a thud, and he died!

After a struggle, the exit opens, and the warden exits the doorway first. As is customary, the winner is followed behind, and the winner can get food and then rest, as now, both of them are dead, and there is no choice but to leave the body inside.

Zhao Ji asked in a low voice: "Don't you deal with the dead man?"

The man next to him: "Of course it was dealt with! Look, it's coming—"

Zhao Ji followed his eyes and looked down.

When the warden came out, he immediately closed the door, and the jailer touched the mechanism outside, opening a wall-in-the-wall door.

As soon as the door opened, a pack of red-eyed dogs barked and rushed into the arena. These dogs have been hungry for days, and they go crazy when they see blood, and even if they are alive, they can directly pounce on them and bite them to death, not to mention that there are two piles of dead meat here. Tearing clothes, eating flesh and skin, creaking, is the sound of bones chewing slightly.

"After the fight, only two people can come out at a time. The little man's voice was a little low, "At most two people come out, sometimes both people die, it is also possible." But little brother, don't be too afraid, this situation is very rare today, and we usually say in private that we won't let each other die too painfully. ”

Zhao Ji looked a little sore in his head, and was groggy: "It's okay, it's innocent to die anyway." ”

He began to worry about Wang Liefeng.

After the dog finished eating, he heard a bell ringing from inside the door. The low and loud sound of the bell, trembling, the dog barked and ran in when it heard the sound, one by one.

I didn't expect such a bloody livestock to be well-trained, and it was simply a live meat grinder.

Today's food is more than usual, so a few dogs are still reluctant to drag a few bones, the bell rings again, the two dogs run inside while snatching the bone, both sides use all their strength, and finally at the entrance lying on their stomachs and biting up, a dog pulled at the entrance, just refused to let the bones out, drooling at the corners of the mouth, hissing and roaring, Zhao Ji was terrified.

As the third bell struck, the door began to close. The door did not close slowly, but like a guillotine, from top to bottom, it slashed downward, directly splitting the exposed dog's body in half, and the limbs were still struggling!

After the bell rang, the warden re-entered, his armor clanging against each other and dragging on the ground with an extremely harsh sound.

This caught Zhao Ji's attention. He asked, "Has this prison warden ever been replaced?"

The little man shook his head: "I haven't been here for long, and I was the warden when I was here." What's wrong?"

Zhao Ji frowned and said, "Because his armor seems to be a little bigger for him." Generally speaking, the armor worn by the soldiers will not be dragged to the ground, not even the most luxurious ceremonial armor, but must be walked like flying, not for the sake of elegance and beauty, as in the case of women; when women dance, their skirts will be spun off the ground, not to mention the armor? Armor should not be burdensome at any time. Historically, only the young soldiers grew up and felt that the armor was too small, and no one had ever worn the big armor. ”

"Ah, that's what you say, that's true!"

At this time, one person said: "Little brother is really clever, it is true!"

Zhao Ji followed the sound and saw a man with a big red beard standing next to him, staring at the changes in the arena, and said, "It was a long time ago. At that time, there was no such wall, the arena was just a flat field, and a rope was used to circle it, and two people started to fight in it. It didn't seem like a problem, and it was a lot easier, but at that time—"

Zhao Ji said: "I know! There have been collective riots, isn't it? It seems that many death row prisoners have escaped from prison. ”

Big Redbeard said, "Exactly. At that time, the whole prison gathered and killed the warden. The warden died a terrible death, almost beaten into a puddle of flesh. This is indeed a hidden danger, too long coexistence, abuse, mental repression, and collective directed hatred can easily lead to riots. ”

Zhao Ji became interested: "Ah, I was only seven or eight years old at that time, and I remember that several ministers died. For a long time, the palace ordered that you must be careful at night, it is best to stay in your room, and the nurse will say that I have a meal every day, so that I can take care of it, and be careful not to give it to others. What happened?"