"You...... You should shout louder again! I'm sure you'll be killed anyway, so I'd better drag you into the water first! ”

After hearing the sound of the door opening, the group of prisoners finally understood what they were doing, if they were found to have attacked the warden, they would face a hundred times more terrible fate than being forced to die in the gladiatorial arena, since the result was not as good as the former, then why should they be afraid? The prisoner with the whip was already red-eyed at this time, and before the guards arrived, he simply used all his strength to leave a few more whip marks on the warden's body, and then tightly choked him by the throat and planned to strangle him like this, and several other people on the side also rushed up, trying to hold down his hands and feet.

Although the idea is good, it is a pity that they have been locked up here for too long, and the long-term hunger has made them very weak and dangerous, although they have an absolute advantage in numbers, but in the face of the warden, who is usually full of wine and food at every meal, the two sides are unable to distinguish between the top and bottom for a while.

Damn it...... It's just a little bit ...... The prisoner who tightly choked the warden's throat trembled all over, if he hadn't been caught before, it would have been effortless to kill this guy, but now he didn't even have the strength to stabilize his body, the warden's constantly struggling body almost threw him away several times, and the jailer was already about to arrive here, so it was impossible to kill the warden, at this time they had almost lost all their reason, and they were almost crazy to use all their strength to try &1&本&read&novel{.{ yb}{du}.} Kill the person in front of you.

While the warden was struggling to resist, the prisoners in the cells far away from here had no way to watch the wonderful battle, but what appeared in their eyes was something even stranger: after the warden shouted for help, a jailer opened the door and walked in, his movements were not fast, and even with some grace, his helmet was pressed very low, so that people could not see his appearance clearly, listening to the warden's wailing in the distance, he did not mean to speed up his pace, but walked unhurriedly in the corridor with a spear in one hand.

What's the matter with this jailer? Even if he didn't hear what the warden was shouting, such a loud scream should always make him understand that in order to slap the warden, even if he coughed here, someone would immediately respectfully hand him a glass of water, but today I don't know what happened, the reaction of the jailers was much smaller than expected, not only did they not rush to run, but only such a guy appeared.

Perhaps feeling a little strange, some of the still calm prisoners began to observe the jailer, his presence seemed a little out of place with the surrounding environment, the cell was already in chaos at this time, the frantic prisoners stretched out their arms from the iron window and waved indiscriminately, the sound of abuse and knocking was loud, if it was not an underground cell, I am afraid that it would have attracted the attention of the surroundings, and in such a chaotic environment, the jailer walked in the middle of the corridor as calmly and impartially as a walk, Everything that happened around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, just silently walking in this chaotic space according to his own thoughts and routes.

"Whew...... Whew......"

After about a minute, the jailer finally walked to the warden's cell, and after the struggle that had just begun, neither side took advantage of anything, several prisoners had already collapsed to the side, and the exhausted warden had only half his life left, and fell to the ground gasping for breath.

It seems that the result is obvious, the prisoners still did not kill him in the end, the weak body has made them lose almost all of their ability to resist, when they find that the jailer is already standing not far away, they also give up the last bit of hope, after which the immediate hanging is the best ending, because the warden is likely to torture them with all kinds of cruel punishments to the point of inhuman form.

"You...... Hurry up and ......, hurry up and get these people ...... Lock me up, I'm ...... I'm going to ......"

By this time, the warden had almost fainted, and after discovering that the jailer had finally appeared, he still held up the last bit of strength and commanded him.

"Please...... Kill us here, I'...... I don't want to be tortured by him......" After hearing the warden's order, one of the prisoners immediately reluctantly bracing up and pleading to him that this would be their last chance, no matter what method they used.

Logically speaking, the jailer would definitely obey the warden's arrangement, but this time it was a little different, the jailer did not obey the warden's arrangement, nor did he stab the prisoners to death with a spear, he looked at the people lying on the ground motionlessly, and then leaned down to help the warden, and whispered in his ear: "Are you okay?" ”

"You're still ...... What are you waiting for? Hurry up...... Give them to me...... Take ......" The warden was dissatisfied with the jailer's actions, and he raised his hand as if he wanted to punch the jailer, but because of his lack of strength, he only shook his arm in the air.

"I will......" The jailer's reply and actions were simply foolish, and he ignored the order, but helped the warden out of the cell and whispered in his ear, "Is the key to Vescello's cell on you?" ”

Perhaps because of the name, the warden's mind was a little more sober, he looked at the jailer with half-open eyes, and replied in a muffled voice, "You...... What does this do, you ask? ”

"That's right...... There was just a general who wanted to see him, so ......"

"Will ...... Checkmate? Hurry up...... Take me over ......! ”

Hearing that there was a general here, before the jailer could finish speaking, the warden, who was still very weak just now, actually pushed him away, and his tired body seemed to be surging with strength again, he tried to tidy up his messy clothes, and left the jailer and walked forward alone.

"You're very weak now, just let me take the general there, you go and rest......"

"Fuck off...... Don't think I don't know what you want to do......" At the moment when the jailer grabbed the warden, he habitually slapped his backhand on the jailer's face, although this force was not much different from stroking, but he really wanted to slap the jailer "You want to ...... While I'm not currying favor with the general? Stop dreaming......"

"Hey...... Did your dirty hands touch my face? “

Not only the warden, but also the surrounding prisoners couldn't help but be taken aback by the jailer's performance at this time, they had never seen such a bold jailer dare to speak like this, but before they could react, a white light suddenly flashed in front of the jailer, and a few seconds later, the warden, whose expression had been frozen, fell backwards, and the miserable state of his body could not bear to look at directly.

"What a waste of time......"

As if indifferent to what was happening in front of him, the jailer complained with some dissatisfaction, but he was not using Noxian, and no one present understood what he said, and at some point, the spear in his hand had turned into a silver long stick, and after leaning down and groping for a while on the warden's corpse, he finally took out a small bunch of keys from the hidden pocket on his waist, and after looking through it a few times, he stood up with a calm face, As if nothing had happened, he calmly resumed his Noxian language and asked, "Who of you knows of a man named Vescello here?" Where is his cell? “

……

No one answered, everything that happened just now was too fast, all the prisoners around didn't realize what had just happened for a while, after a moment of silence, almost crazy shouts instantly erupted from the surroundings, no matter what the origin of this jailer was, robbing a prison is not so easy to do, since he dared to kill the warden, there must have been someone outside to answer him, and now as long as he opens the cells, he can regain his freedom-

"Give me all the silence if you don't want to be killed."

Jailer...... It should be said that this person disguised as a jailer said this, his voice was not high, but there was an almost terrible deterrent hidden in it, the moment the words fell, the originally noisy cell instantly quieted down, and the prisoners believed from the bottom of their hearts that if they dared to say one more word, the person in front of them would definitely kill him mercilessly.

"Very well, so let me repeat the question, do any of you know of a guy named Vessero here? Where is his cell? ”

There was another silence, perhaps frightened by the momentum he had just had, and no one dared to answer what everyone knew, and after a while, at last a rather bold fellow replied in a trembling voice: "There is only one cell down this corridor, and that is his black cell, and we have answered your question, you ...... Can you let us out of here? “

"Hmm...... Thank you for your answer" After receiving a clear answer, he nodded slightly, and after looking at the darkness at the end of the corridor, he did not mean to open any of the cell doors, but went on to explain, "Please rest assured, I will let you out of here, but before then, I have some things to talk to him about, please wait here quietly for a while." ”

Everyone nodded silently, this was their only hope of getting out of here, and there was no other way but to believe in him.

Following the directions, the jailer quickly found the black prison, and when he walked into this lightless area, the silver stick in his hand gradually glowed faintly, and under the light of this light, he used the key in his hand to try to open the lock in turn, but after trying the last one, there was still no key to open the lock, could it be that another key was used here? What a hassle...... He took a step back, trying to break the door by force.