Qi Moer o(╯□╰)o!

Explained: "Tease is the meaning of fool. ”

"Oh, then I see, little tease." Ahri sneered with a smile.

Qi Mo'er was full of black lines, and decided not to pay attention to this real idiot Ahri, and rode for a long time, and finally saw the crumbling cell that looked very old.

The cells are formed in a ring, in the form of a semicircle, with a large open space in the middle.

From the outside in, the room grows larger and larger, seemingly symbolizing the status between them invisibly.

As soon as Qi Mo'er appeared here, he immediately became a high-profile target.

Dozens of men stood on either side of the cell, more men than women, women who looked like they were no more than a few, all skinny and black as if they had just been plucked out of the ashes.

The black and white clothes, standing opposite each other, looked like people from two different camps.

Their eyes stared straight at Qi Mo'er, and Ahri on her shoulder, that look was as if they were looking at their own lunch, looking at a delicious snack, and that tigerish look, as if they would pounce on her at any time and tear her apart, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Qi Mo'er is pale, fair and beautiful, with big watery eyes that seem to be able to speak, in this rotten and filthy prison, she is undoubtedly a fragrant bait.

The prisoners here have been rolling in this prison for many years, many people can't remember how many years they have come, in the past year, hundreds of people have come to the prison, but every day there will be a tragic fight, everyone is fierce and vicious, there is no food, they can only eat human flesh, the person who dies every day is violently robbed by others.

Then, the weak died.

In this desperate prison of magma on all sides, there is no way to escape, and it is difficult for anyone to fly.

Qi Mo'er doesn't have a room, there are only a dozen cells here, but dozens of people are imprisoned, no one wants to sleep outside and bear the heat of magma, but if you want a room, you can get to the room if you compete in martial arts.

Qi Mo'er is an agent trained in the survival of the fittest mode, and her ability to make things come true with one hand does not need to rob the house with them at all.

Therefore, she was very calm, so calm that the prisoners who were about to move were a little hesitant.

But a man walked out and threw down the bones of the man in his hand, and in his hand he could clearly see beads of blood dripping to the ground, apparently just after a duel.

He was dressed in black, at least two meters tall, very large, with strong muscles, and at this time, he was staring at Qi Mo'er with obscene eyes.

"You, come over to me."

He pointed at Qi Mo'er, and knew at a glance that he had taken a fancy to her, and in such an uncontrolled prison, women suffered the most.

These people have been locked up all year round, they are not close to meat, their style is naturally chaotic, and men can make fun of each other, not to mention a delicate woman like Qi Mo'er who doesn't seem to have much lethality.

Qi Mo'er looked at the man and said lightly: "If you don't want to die, stay away from me!" ”

"You're so big." The big man didn't expect Qi Mo'er to refuse, his face was not good, and he reached out to grab her.

With his height, it would be easy to catch Qi Mo'er.

Some of the others shouted and cheered, watching the play, and the blood was boiling more and more, and the woman was in this prison, only to be rounded and raped.

They are so passionate, they just wait, and do not interfere.

Qi Mo'er quickly dodged to the side, a disdainful smile appeared on the big man's face, and turned around and walked towards the clearing: "Look at you so delicate, come on, don't say I bullied you, I'll give you a chance to duel." ”

Qi Mo'er's eyebrows were deep, she had just come in, and she was their sweetheart, she had to kill someone, deter them, and make them dare not act rashly, otherwise......

She couldn't escape the fate of those women!

The big guy and Qi Mo'er walked into the open field of the circular prison, surrounded by people, coaxing Suo Yanger to catch Qi Mo'er, and all kinds of foul words came out.

It's a daily drama in prisons.

As long as you are not convinced, you can name and challenge whom, duel.

The prisoners here have no chance to get out alive, and for a long time, they only kill time by fighting, and when they see someone competing, all of them come out to see the excitement.

Some people watched, some cheered, some scolded, and some cheered......

It's like a doping.

Qi Mo'er understands that she must fight quickly and maintain her physical strength, otherwise she will not be able to bear the wheel war.

The big man didn't show mercy, and directly smashed his fist at Qi Mo'er, his fist faintly glowing with a black luster, as if he had been rolling in prison for several years, so that his class was about to break through the initial level of the god level.

Qi Mo'er drew the aperture with his hand, and the big man smiled contemptuously when he saw this, the person of the first level of the Heavenly Ladder Great Perfection, his fist, was not a joke.

He even collected a little bit of vindictiveness, in his eyes, a delicate woman like Qi Mo'er was definitely not his opponent.

The people around felt that there was no drama to watch, and they were a little deflated.

Practical experience has taught us that even if it is a child, you should not ignore his ability.

The aperture drawn by Qi Mo'er directly dissolved the fighting spirit of the big man, and the big man was stunned for a moment, a little incredulous, but the fist hidden under the aperture suddenly struck, with a full force of three hundred kilograms, not to mention the fist bones of the big man, not to mention the big man's wrist bones, and directly knocked the big man dozens of meters away.

Qi Mo'er didn't give him any time to react, his body slammed up, grabbed his head and twisted it fiercely, breaking his skull in an instant.

Brains and blood flowed all over the ground, and the scene was extremely disgusting.

In the prison, murder is not guilty, because here are death row prisoners.

To deal with mortal enemies, she must be killed with one move, this is the experience she gained when she was an agent in her previous life!

Showing such a hand on the first day of coming in, I am afraid that within these three days, no one will take the initiative to trouble her, unless there is a group fight, although Qi Mo'er does not know how long her spiritual power can last, but she thinks, even if it is a group fight, as long as no one here has passed the god level, it may not be her opponent.

Qi Mo'er got up lightly, lifted her eyelids, and a white silk scarf appeared in her hand, slowly wiping her soiled hands, and returned to the corner where the bicycle was shelved.

The originally blood-boiling prison was instantly silent, and there was a dead silence.

The white silk scarf was dyed red and fell lightly to the ground.

She didn't look at the people around her, and with a wave of her hand, the bicycle disappeared immediately, and then she took out a painting from the spatial ring, and walked around, finally choosing the open space in front of the house, which happened to be facing the house in the prison.

The knife cut through the fingertips, the blood beads dripped into the painting, and then took a pen, drew a formation on the ground to suppress the aging, and finally pointed out the European and American villas in the painting with a very modern style, and put a little on the drawn formation.

A beautiful villa immediately appeared in this desolate hellland.

The prisoners watched in amazement as the beautiful woman entered the room.

After half a ring, they reacted violently, and the voices exploded.

"Divine painter, oh my God, it turned out to be a divine painter."

"I have something to eat, and I won't be hungry anymore."

"Great, we're saved."

The weaker ones were moved to tears, while the rest looked at the house in silence and thoughtfulness.

The two men in the lead glanced at each other, and they both saw coldness and strong desire in each other's eyes, but the depths of those pupils were full of blood and cruelty.

Then he snorted coldly and took his people back to their respective territories.

Inside the villa, Ahri was curious about the fabric sofa in the hall, and then looked at everything around him with bright eyes, his eyes full of love.

Fly to the TV here, East Momo, West Momo, I saw my figure in the black and bright mirror, and it was very windy, and I stroked my hair.