"Are you...... Fang Zhen Prison?! The lead player asked, unconsciously with a trilling voice in his voice. Even he himself didn't notice the sound he was making now, hoarse and dry.

"Oh, you know me? Looks like I'm not just famous in the prison, right? Fang Zhenjiao took the wine jug away, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and shook off the wine in his hand. What was strange was that his arm holding the flask, the whole arm, the one that could be seen from the sleeve, was all silver-white, including the palms, which were covered with silver metal, arm armor, and gloves, all in one, without a single gap.

"Is it really you? ......" The lead player took a breath, including the player standing behind him. After hearing Fang Zhenjiao's confession, their hearts shrank suddenly, paused for a second, and beat more violently than before!

Fang Zhen Prison, one person can control the prison! This is a saying circulating in Luoyang City, whether it is the common people or the players like them, they are full of awe of the other party's prison. Not only because he was the master of the prison, but also because someone planned to escape from the prison, and after successfully releasing many outlaws inside, he attacked the prison, but he was blocked by Fang Zhenjiao alone on the way forward, and he was not allowed to enter an inch.

What's even more terrifying is that none of those people died, they were all knocked unconscious and taken back to the prison. What awaits them is also death after all, but it is uncertain whether they will be tortured before they die. Some people feel that Fang Zhen Prison, the master of the prison, is a bit pedantic, and these outlaws should be killed on the spot, but what makes more players and those rangers afraid is that no one is dead.

Sometimes, it's neat to die, and to be alive is better than dead.

Now that this legend in Luoyang City is sitting in front of them, how can it not make this group of players feel cold and afraid? Some players have inevitably begun to despair, thinking that not only will they not be able to save the people they want to save, but they will also be left here, which is a more terrible thing than death!

Because Fang Zhenjiao was just sitting, in their perception, it seemed as if an insurmountable mountain lay in front of them. I don't know where this feeling of being completely suppressed in my heart comes from, but it is so abrupt, domineering, and so heavy that everyone can't breathe.

Raising his eyebrows, Fang Zhenjiao seemed to realize something, shook the wine jug in his hand, and drank it all. Immediately after that, the right hand stretched out, and as soon as the five fingers were loosened, the empty wine jug fell to the ground, making a "snap" and shattering. Many players thought that Fang Zhenjiao's right hand was a prosthetic, but when they saw this scene, they all denied this idea, that wine jug was a pottery, if it was really a prosthetic, it would never be held in his hand for so long, and it would not break until it was actively released and landed.

"You saw it too. Run, you can't escape. But...... I guess you see that, right? Since I'm sitting here, there's a reason to sit here. Fang Zhenjiao Huo Ran stood up, like a beast waking up from a deep sleep, and the edge on his body was even worse.

He smiled, revealing two rows of neat white teeth, "You see, I don't even have a weapon. Come on, defeat me, or kill me. ”

"Although none of you can leave, after killing me, it will be much cooler, right?"

"And......" Fang Zhenjiao raised his right hand, the palm he was facing, the five fingers were loosened, and the corners of his mouth on half of his face curled, "As long as you die, isn't that equivalent to escaping?" And after killing me, those associated benefits are enough to make you take such a risk, right? ”

"Do it!" The lead player suddenly let out a soft snort, he had been talking just now, just to stall for time and give himself more time to prepare. The players behind him, with some offset footsteps and moving bodies, at first glance, seemed to be shocked by Fang Zhenjiao, but they were actually preparing to cover for those players with bows and arrows.

He didn't know why the sergeant at the top of the wall on all sides didn't do anything, this was probably Fang Zhenjiao's arrogance? He didn't know, he didn't know why it was impossible to cover everything up with these small movements of theirs, and why the sergeants who saw it didn't remind them. But the arrow is ready to be sent, as Fang Zhenjiao said, they can't escape.

If you can't escape, you can only fight to the death. What if you kill Fang Zhenjiao? What's more, death is really nothing to them, because being captured alive is more terrible than death. Just like the three people they want to rescue, they are all his friends in reality, but they have been imprisoned in the prison during the game, and they can't die! No, that's why he came to break from prison.

"Not bad." Fang Zhenjiao's eyes lit up, looking at the cold arrow shooting towards him, he took a step forward, and his right foot fell heavily!

The dust and sand on the ground, because of Fang Zhenjiao's step, shook up, and the dust and sand flew, completely covering his figure, and also covering the player's sight. They could only see the trail of the arrows that shot into the dust and sand of the sky, and they wanted to see through it, but they were all blocked out.

The players didn't know if Fang Zhenjiao was injured or dead, but they could only continue to shoot arrows, one feather arrow after another. No matter how strong a person is, under such an offensive, he should be injured a little. After all, the flying sand and dust not only blocked the sight of these archers, but also blocked the sight of Fang Zhenjiao, this is the opportunity!

"Up!" The lead player speaks up. Behind him, players with various melee weapons looked at each other and rushed out in unison, rushing into the dust without any fear.

One cut is enough to taste, two cuts are enough, and three cuts are earned. These players have no scruples, even if they are afraid, they are also aroused by the huge reputation and interests represented by Fang Zhenjiao, it is worth a fight!

These players rushed in, but no sound was heard for a long time, and the sand and dust were still rolling and not falling. If there is a scream, it is easy to say, but there is no sound at all, which is not only strange, but also full of all kinds of fear of the unknown.

Just when the players were full of various thoughts, Fang Zhenjiao stepped out of the dust, and the palm of his right hand was full of arrows. Backhand, a loosening, these arrows that had just been shot into the dust, one by one, fell from his hands.

The dust and sand behind him fell, and the players who had just rushed in were lying on the ground, without any wounds on their bodies, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"I forgot to tell you, you can't die! Not even suicide!! With a single step on his toes, he left a deep pit in the ground, and Fang Zhen Prison rushed straight out.

(End of chapter)