Volume 1 Python Refining Hegemony Chapter 35 Race to Death

The strong smell of blood and the terrible howl made the rest of the prisoners wake up immediately, especially when they saw the desperate screaming of the shot, they almost did not hesitate at all, and quickly squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, letting the stinging and swollen tears flow, but did not dare to do more.

Rush from launch. Tear bullets to shield resistance, from ring induction to gradual wear, from strong blocking to rifle shooting, strong and shrewd suppression methods quickly had a significant effect, and the rioting black prison prisoners squatted on the ground one after another, their stinging eyes tightly closed, not daring to move in the slightest. The vast square was now full of desperate wails of the prisoners who had been shot to the ground in the shooting, perhaps anticipating the torture they were about to face, and they all crawled desperately to find the rubble around them, and then slammed their heads into the sharp corners!

Die! Filled with despair, they only have two thoughts left, one is to die, die immediately! Die before the soldiers catch themselves! The second is to pray that after he dies, that Dr. Bai will not waste the medicine on himself.

The hellish torture of the python prison has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and everyone is afraid of it, in this situation, only death is the best ending, otherwise what awaits them will be a hundred times more cruel torture than death.

Li Yi's body in the No. 2 Cage Pavilion shrank, his head was buried deep in his legs, and the whole person was curled up tightly, with two sour tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. He was one of the people who knew best how cruel they would suffer if they didn't die soon, and perhaps one day, he would face this despair, because he had the same identity as them, and would be like them if he did something wrong one day.

Ye Tianxing, who was standing in the second cage pavilion, couldn't help but close his eyes, the desperate wails of the seriously injured prisoners were already heartbreaking, and the "spectacular" scene of going forward and frantically seeking death was even more daring to look at it directly, and he couldn't help but turn his face away.

Even though they used to be frenzy and murderous felons who didn't blink an eye, but now this kind of torture is a bit too much?

"Prisoners in the Blood Prison, White Prison, and Black Prison who did not participate in the riot, everyone immediately returned to their respective prisons, immediately!" The commander in charge of the White Prison and the Blood Prison received the order, immediately pulled out his pistol and fired several shots into the sky, reprimanding the White Prison Blood Prison inmates who were watching the show to return to their respective prisons.

Although there was reluctance in his heart, he still walked back to his respective prison area slowly under the pressure of the soldiers' shouts and guns.

Urge. The effect of the tear bomb is only five to fifteen minutes, and the black prison prisoners who calm down and squat on the ground with their heads held down in the field are successively held down and shackled by the soldiers, and slowly walk outside under the push of the soldiers.

"Phew, TM, what kind of medicine did the group of miscellaneous hairs in the First Land Cage Pavilion take, and they actually refused to let Lao Tzu be the pavilion master." In the first cage pavilion, Fang Xingzhu spat on the ground, hateful and hateful. As the culprit who caused this riot, Fang Xingzhu was "accidentally" not caught to "feed the python" and was not taken away by the soldiers. As early as the arrival of the riot squad and the encirclement of the first shield echelon had not yet been formed, he had already slipped away from the square when he noticed this. In the tragic melee, except for his face being a little pale and his exposed skin was purple in many places, there were no other injuries all over his body, and this injury was not even a minor injury. I have to say that these guys who sit on the throne of the pavilion lord with their own fists still have a certain amount of pride.

Also coming out was Shi Feiyang, the pavilion master of the First Cage Pavilion, the injuries on his body were similar to Fang Xingzhu's, no major problems, at this moment he was sitting on the stone bench, and the two female prisoners behind him helped him rub his somewhat sore shoulders.

Hearing Fang Xingzhu's words, Shi Feiyang frowned and said after thinking for a while: "I heard that Lai Gaoda and Lai Gaoming of the First Land Cage Pavilion are more righteous and angry, and they treat the prisoners of the Cage Pavilion like their own brothers. ”

"Righteousness is a fart! It's not a dead death, a waste of waste. As soon as he remembered that he went to the First Land Cage Pavilion and said that he wanted to be the pavilion master, the bastards disagreed, and they also shot at themselves, Fang Xingzhu's teeth itched with hatred.

"Brother Zhu, someone is looking for you here."

At this moment, the female prisoner who was beating him on the back suddenly spoke out.

"Looking for me? Who is it! Fang Xingzhu, who was angry, was stunned for a moment and shouted loudly.

"Hehe, the Pavilion Lord has been looking up for a long time, and he is in the clouds. There is something to discuss with the Pavilion Master......" A soft voice sounded behind Fang Xingzhu, and Yun Shihong walked out slowly. With his voice, as he moved, everyone present inexplicably felt that the atmosphere suddenly became a little gloomy.

After reaching a deal with Ye Tianxing, Yun Shihong directly climbed over the wall and entered the first cage pavilion, and then stood under the corner of the wall. Not to mention how dim it was in the corner, but Fang Xingzhu and other dozens of prisoners who were originally inside, none of them noticed that there was a person standing there! Until Yun Shihong deliberately touched the female prisoner who beat Fang Xingzhu's back.

"Who are you! What do you want to discuss with Lao Tzu? Fang Xingzhu turned his body and looked coldly at the guy who suddenly appeared behind him. What kind of shape does this girl have? It's strange how the hair covers the whole face like a female ghost, and the clothes she wears look like the cheongsam worn by a woman. And this eerie, lifeless atmosphere, really TM makes people uncomfortable.

Well? Wait a minute! This look? His face changed suddenly, Fang Xingzhu reacted instantly, and the panic swept through his brain, and he desperately rubbed his feet and retreated backwards in the next second.

At this moment, Yun Shihong's lowered head was raised violently, his eyes were as dark as a beast, and his slender fingers were as sharp as knives and grabbed at Fang Xingzhu.

"Discuss how you will die!"

The strength is crisp and hard, and it is violent and ferocious, as if an eagle's claw appeared out of thin air, tearing through the air and entwining with a terrifying murderous aura.

Rao is Fang Xingzhu's reaction and response can be called rapid, but such a close attack still brings gratifying results.

Burst! The claw blade wiped his neck, and the sharp fingertips brushed the Adam's apple and swept it, and a line of blood flew with it!

"Yun Shihong! You ...... Fang Xingzhu burst into flames in an instant, shocked and angry, but before he finished speaking, Yun Shihong's footsteps had struck again, like a ghost shadow attacking rapidly, and his claws danced like a fierce eagle.

Buckle and pinch tearing, flipping up and down, and chain rapid.

In just a few moments, a series of dense and rapid claw shadows rushed out like a storm!

Vicious, fierce and vicious!

The shadow of the claws in the sky shrouded Fang Xingzhu, like a blade like an eagle's claw whistling, bringing out the red blood of the Dao.