Chapter 407: The Great Battle of the Iron Cloak

Ah Lei's approach was awe-inspiring, and Ning Fan's opinion of this big man changed because of this.

Ning Fan hesitated for a moment, and finally gave Ah Lei a trusting look, then turned around and walked towards the lower level of the Death Prison.

"It's just a bunch of brutes, don't underestimate me!" Arei shouted, and rushed towards the wolves with the Damascus sword in his hand.

Dozens of wolves occupied almost the entire corridor in front of Are, and scarlet bloodthirsty light flickered in the dim corridor, and the surrounding prisoners looked at Ray in dismay.

Arei sneered, his eyes glaring at the wolves in front of him without showing weakness.

A wolf pounced, and several others also attacked Ah Lei from the side, and a few others wanted to bypass Ah Lei and jump over the iron gate to chase Ning Fan.

"Where to go!"

Armed with his sword, Arei slashed at several wolves in mid-air.

Scorna –

A wolf was directly cut off by Alei, the blood of the beast was scattered, the wolves began to howl, and the appearance of dozens of wolves looked even more hideous and terrifying.

The appearance of dozens of vicious wolves baring their teeth at people only makes people feel creepy.

Ah Lei stood in the middle of the corridor, and there was a tendency to be a man who could not be opened.

Today, as long as he could stand here, he wouldn't allow anything to pass through the iron door behind him.

On the other hand, as Ning Fan continued to go deeper and deeper into the interior of the Death Prison, she also found that the cells around her became fewer and fewer.

It's just that it's still the same, and the stench underneath is even more unbearable, and the stench is so bad that it hasn't been cleaned for decades.

Bang Bang Bang!

"I didn't expect you to be able to come here, I have to say that you are really courageous, we haven't had guests here for a long time. ”

Suddenly, there was a round of applause in the darkness, and a prison guard in iron came out of the depths of the prison.

The iron-clad man looked at Ning Fan with interest, a playful look flashing in his eyes.

The death prison is a daunting place just by hearing the name, and in the dark world, the rumors about it are quite terrifying.

It was established during World War II and was previously used to house spies and secretly torture them.

After the end of World War II, when almost all the prisoners were executed, the prison was in ruins.

However, the warden at that time was also a ruthless man, and after the end of the war, a new agreement was reached with the forces, and they would accept any kind of prisoners here.

Later, after the establishment of the European Union, death prisons also came into the eyes of other elites, and the "business" of death prisons was no longer only for the government, but also for some private organizations.

This was also the main reason why the Cloud Thorn Guild was able to send Ouyang Feifei here.

"Are you ready to die?"

The iron-clothed man looked at Ning Fan with a cold gaze, his temperament changed suddenly, and a cold murderous aura struck Ning Fan.

Although the warden didn't say anything about Ning Fan and Ah Lei's infiltration, as that person's cronies, the ironclad man knew that if this matter was spread, it would be a stain on their death prison.

The warden didn't show any anger, but that didn't mean the man wasn't angry about it.

Those who trespass into their death prison without permission have only one way to die, either to become food for their pets, or to be beaten to death, and there is no possibility of survival in either case.

"Just you?" Ning Fan sneered, his sharp gaze piercing the darkness behind the iron-clad man, "Let's ask them to deal with it together, I don't want to waste time." ”

"Death is on the verge of death, and your tone is still so arrogant, you really think that the death prison is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!" The iron-clad man's face changed drastically, he probably didn't expect Ning Fan to find out that there were still people behind him.

"Boy, you're out of luck, I originally planned to give you a good time, but now, hehehe...... I'm going to make your life worse than death!"

The iron-clad man looked at Ning Fan with a hideous expression, and at the same time took out a strangely shaped pistol from his waist.

The pistol is pitch black, and the style is very different from ordinary pistols, at least Ning Fanzhong has never seen this kind of inverted triangle style firearm, this should be a self-made weapon in the Death Prison.

Ning Fan had a heart in his heart, the death prison was full of weirdness, and he was not sure how powerful the new weapon in the other party's hand was.

"You look curious about what I'm holding in my hand?" the man in iron smirked, as if he had a chance to win, and his expression was extremely confident.

"Don't worry, I'll let you see how powerful this thing is later, and I'll take my right leg!"

After the iron-clad man finished speaking, he let out a loud shout, and with a bang, a white laser shot towards Ning Fan.

The speed of the laser was extremely fast, and Ning Fan felt a crisis a second ago, and began to dodge in advance.

The white slender beam of light eventually hit the floor at Ning Fan's feet, leaving a black spot on it, and upon closer inspection, it was melted away, forming a black crater about five centimeters long.

The laser has a high temperature, and after hitting the object, it can instantly melt and penetrate it.

If the laser just hit Ning Fan's foot, Ning Fan's right leg might really be useless, and then the entire leg might be melted away by the high-temperature laser.

"What an agile guy, it's really a yellow-skinned monkey!"

The man in iron pouted, and then three or four men in iron who were dressed the same as him also came out of the darkness.

It's good to have a good feeling with Ning Fan, and there are really people behind this guy.

"Don't play with this monkey, get rid of him, and kill that cow too!"

"Cut, I don't need you to remind me!"

Immediately after, dozens of lasers shot towards Ning Fan overwhelmingly.

Ning Fan's face was solemn, his speed at this moment was exerted to the extreme, and his figure left a few afterimages in the air.

In the next second, his figure had already appeared in front of the five iron-clad men.

"Is the interval about 0.5 seconds?" Ning Fan said coldly, his outstretched fingers saw a silver needle between them, and in the disbelief eyes of the iron-clad man, he pierced the silver needle into the other party's neck.

The silver needle directly sank into the opponent's neck in the blink of an eye, and the terrifying toxin invaded the opponent's brain in less than a second, only to see that the person would bleed to death in the next moment.

"Kill him!"

The remaining four ironclad men looked at Ning Fan in horror, they never imagined that the situation would turn so quickly, and Ning Fan killed one of their companions in the blink of an eye.

(End of chapter)