One of the prisoners, Von Clay, is happily dancing his ballet, and even if he is arrested, it will not affect his love for the Ladyboy Path, and the person he longs for is here.

"Oh, come, turn up...."

The toes spin wildly on the ground, making the whole slender body rotate like a spinning top, an extremely elegant posture.

If you pair it with a ballet suit, it looks like a real swan, but it's a pity that von Clay is a shemale, and the long hair on her legs makes the whole dance look really spicy.

"Hey, little brother, are you Mr.2?" Quietly outside the cell, Mills had to ask out loud at once, because von Clay, who had just stopped, had a tendency to jump again.

"Well, it's me, who are you? What are you looking for me? Von Clay was also surprised when he looked at the strong man in front of him, he was very sure that he had never seen him.

"I'm Mills, and I just wanted to see you." Mills said truthfully that he really didn't mean anything else about looking for Mr. 2.

"What?"

"Boss Mills is here?"

The prison, which had just been lifeless, regained its vitality in an instant, and suddenly became lively, and everyone was shouting, crazy screaming.

At this moment, it seems that Mills has turned into the top star, and these prisoners have all become his star chasers.

It's no wonder that everyone is excited, what he has done has been completely spread throughout the city, and his existence is to slap the city hard, and it is a good breath for the mistreated prisoners, so the prisoners worship him madly, and now he is a hero.

"What are you looking for from me?" Mr.2 asked solemnly, he didn't understand why such a heroic man would suddenly find him.

Mills, however, turned away and said nothing, as if he had only looked and wondered at first.

"What a strange man!" Von Clay muttered.

"That's fast!" Mills said in a voice he could hear.

The sound of the jailers in action was already heard in his ears, and this time he was in the starving hell, not deliberately avoiding the surveillance of the phone bugs and the prison of the jailers.

However, because of his achievements, neither the bruans nor the jailers rushed forward, and the townspeople on this level, a short, white-capped and three-gun with a three-pronged gun, had already made a complete plan.

Little did he know that when he was directing the layout, all the plans were in Mills' ears.

"Quick, everyone pay attention to concealment, and prepare the weapons of Hailou Stone, from now on, you are not allowed to speak, all depend on my gestures!" Sarudeth whispered an order.

All the jailers nodded, and then dispersed completely, hiding, waiting for Mills to get into the net, but their efforts were destined to be in vain.

Mills jumped a few times, dodged and sank in, and came directly to an inconspicuous window, the air hotter than the hunger hell swept in, and the heat wave and smoke that could be seen with the eyes covered the vision, but he only felt a little hotter, without any discomfort, because his body had fully adapted to the test of heat.

Then he jumped straight from the window.

A large circular staircase that rotates connects the Hunger Hell and the Scorching Hell can be taken directly down to the Scorching Hell by following the circular ladder.

Mills, who had the tip of his ear, easily discovered the troops arranged on the round ladder.

Just as he was struggling with whether to push it flat, there was a grunt, and his stomach began to grow.

"I haven't had a decent meal for half a month, so let's find something delicious first."

Mills walked to the edge of the round ladder and looked at the boiling pool of blood and fire below, and the memory returned. The first time he went to prison, it was here that he fainted.

The Scorching Hell is completely a large iron furnace, and in addition to the heat, the blood-colored steam of the blood pool wafts, making the walls of the entire large prison appear dark red, and it seems that it is burning the prisoners all the time, which is also the source of the scorching hell.

Yes.. Yes...!

A leap of faith, accompanied by a shout of excitement, Mills jumped straight from the side. In order to find something delicious and fight Magellan as soon as possible, he used the most labor-saving method, another reason was that he found it boring to fight the minions.

There was a loud bang, and a huge wave of air was stirred, and when the wave passed, a huge round pit appeared, and Mills's tall figure appeared in the round pit.

"Damn, never die again!"

He thought in his heart that in the end, if he hadn't wittily released the sound wave to slow down the falling force, it was estimated that he would have been seriously injured without having to challenge Magellan.

"What is the structure of this prison, it is bigger than the first floor, why did this floor suddenly become so high."

Mills was completely bewildered by the height of his protrusion, he went from the first level to the second level to the third level of Hell, each level was about the same height, but the size varied greatly, but when he jumped down the round ladder, as the speed became faster and faster, he realized that the Scorching Inferno was too high, much higher than the height he saw.

In fact, this is nothing more than a distortion of light caused by the heat, a simple physical phenomenon.

"What's the situation?"

The prisoners and jailers who were carrying the logs were a little overwhelmed by the loud thud that burst in.

Mills first looked around, then was attracted by the sound of pots and pans colliding, ignored the others, and rushed straight towards the cafeteria.

"He's thug Mills, grab him!" A loud scream.

All the jailers took up their weapons and rushed towards Mills.

"Fall, thunder and lightning of sound, lightning and thunder noise!"

Mills let out a low roar, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Multiply... Multiply.....

Rumble..... The dense noise and thunder, bombarding frantically from the sky, carried the blood-colored steam unique to the scorching hell, which looked extremely enchanting, like blood-colored lightning falling from the sky.

Both the jailer and the prisoner who stood in his way were all knocked down in an instant.

From the moment he landed, he mastered all the situations around him and prepared his moves.

Soon Mills rushed into the kitchen as if no one was around, and began to feast on the food inside.

"Report to the Director, Mills is now in a scorching hell, and Team 4 is gone." The news of the battle soon reached Magellan's ears.

Bang!

Magellan's anger surged, and he directly smashed the desk in front of him with a punch, and his body was even more blue and poisonous, and said in a deep voice: "Hannibal, you take two teams of men and horses to guard the road to the hungry hell for me, and little Satie, you go to guard the road to the extremely cold hell." ”

Without waiting for the two to speak, he stood up directly, and said: "The rest of the people will find his location for me, and I will directly destroy him at this level!" ”

"No need to look for it, no need to defend elsewhere, I won't run, I'll wait for you in front of the cafeteria, Magellan!"

Suddenly, Mills's arrogant voice rang out throughout the Director's office, making everyone's faces change dramatically.

Provocation, naked provocation!