"Follow me, rush!" An Rui raised his sword and shouted, and the shouting echoed throughout the dungeon, and could be heard clearly on the upper, middle and lower floors.

The slaves were ecstatic, and roared in accord, merging into a wave of sound that rose higher than the other.

Anrui stepped on Mullen's corpse and led the charge. The corpse at his feet may contain some valuable treasures, but it will never be a rare treasure, and at this juncture, there is no need to delay this time, it is better to concentrate on fighting.

The slaves were mainly feared by Mullen, and now that Mullen was dead, most of their fears had diminished, and they regained the courage to fight for their freedom, and followed closely behind Anrui. The quick-handed man picked up Mullen's sword and used it as his own weapon.

Several men trampled on Mullen's corpse as a way to freedom. The broken head and neck were deformed under the trampling, and the blood mixed with the booty on the soles of the feet turned into red mud, which was smeared on the stairs.

An Rui took the lead, attacking and slashing at the jailer Yu Dang, and with the momentum of thunder, he opened a bloody road. After Mullen's death, the remaining jailers had nothing to fear.

"Let the dogs go! Let the dog go! A jailer who had retreated to the courtyard shouted.

The other jailers did as they were told, and opened the iron cages one by one, and one after another fierce wolf dogs sprang out of them, some of them with sticky and smelly saliva hanging from their mouths. Driven by the jailer, the trained wolfhounds rushed to the door of the dungeon and targeted Anrui.

"Ah! Cloth! Da! Ha! An Rui was not used to this group of wolf dogs, his eyes widened, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he roared at this group of wolf dogs. The roar rang out and pierced into the ears of the wolfdogs.

Then everyone saw an amazing scene, the wolf dog group that was still menacing just now, actually stopped under this roar, let out a frightened whining sound, and clamped the dogs' tails. Anyone who has ever owned a dog knows that a dog's tail clamping is a sign of fear. A few wolf dogs who were not good even peed out in fright.

Even Mullen couldn't resist the power of the dragon's roar, not to mention these wolf dogs, as ordinary animals, the dragon's roar had a more significant effect on them.

Anrui continued to move forward, kicking several times and kicking the paralyzed wolfdogs one by one. Several wolfdogs drew parabolas and landed on the ground.

"If you give up resistance and get out of the way, I can spare you from dying!" An Rui's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze became cold, and he swept the faces of the remaining jailers with frightened expressions, giving the most reckless notice.

Several jailers looked at each other, hesitated, and then retreated, leaning against the wall, and taking a stand. There were a few who planned to resist stubbornly, but seeing that the situation was not good, they could only make the same choice. Mullen was dead, and there was no way they could stop the bearded man in front of them.

"Smart choice." An Rui's face softened a little, and he waved at the slaves behind him, "Let's go!" After going out, everyone went their separate ways! ”

Even if Anrui didn't say it, the slaves would have done the same, and everyone rushed forward together, rushed to the gate, and slashed and slashed at the lock. There were also a few people who were a little better, and they simply jumped over the wall.

Anrui retrieved the key from the jailer, opened the door, and released the slaves who were crowded in front of the door. As for where the slaves will go after they escape, that's none of his business, that's all he can do.

Berego had been among the slaves, and had touched a set of jailer's clothes and put them on himself, and now he looked much better. He quietly approached An Rui and whispered to him, "Let's go." ”

An Rui nodded, walked out of the courtyard gate with his sword, and came to the street.

The commotion of the battle was not small, alarming the surrounding houses and shops, many of them were lit up, and some of the dogs kept at home were barking incessantly, disturbing the quiet night.

An Rui had already made an escape route, and walked it several times, without hesitation, and directly turned around and ran briskly down a street, away from Brent's dungeon. The lights of Wanjia were left behind him, and his figure became more and more dim.

Berego followed Anrui closely, and several other clever slaves made the same choice, even though they had nothing to do with Anre, and they didn't even know who Anrui was.

To be on the safe side, Anrui didn't say anything to Beregor on the road, pretending to be a stranger, only occasionally going back to look at Berego.

This rescue plan is basically a success, they have all escaped, and then they just need to escape to a safe place.

Shafi set fire everywhere, which must have ignited many of Brent's industries, and Brent must have been so busy at this time that he didn't care about the dungeon. So, don't worry about anything anymore.

It stands to reason that this is true, but there are variables in everything, and there are variables that cannot be calculated even if they are not calculated.

"Ande, you are so bold that you dare to go against us and release all the people in the dungeon, it's really boring." A bone-chilling voice suddenly rang out, like a cold wind whistling over the Arctic permafrost ice, making people's scalps tingle.

This voice was like a sharp arrow piercing the heart, and An Rui's face changed instantly after hearing it, and his shoulders trembled even more.

It's Sharod's voice!

An Rui thought that he would be able to contain Sharod with a few fires, but he didn't expect the latter to come over so quickly, which was beyond his expectations. In fact, he didn't think of this possibility at all, but he just felt that the possibility was very low, so he ignored it.

set fire to Brent and his gang, robbed the prison to save people, and escaped. The plan was seamless.

The dungeon is still some distance away from the Brent Mansion, and even if the news spreads, it will take some time for the Brent to send someone here, and it may not be possible to send the strongest Sharod over. With so much chaos, a cautious businessman like Brent would definitely keep his strongest men by his side, just in case.

It is precisely because of these considerations that An Rui will start to implement this plan, he is 90% sure that he will escape here before Sharod comes, but he did not expect Sharod to come so early.

What to do? What to do? What to do?

An Rui's head was running rapidly, thinking about a way to get out, his blood was surging, and in just a few breaths, many beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his face.

In this case, to continue to run forward is to find death, and Sharod's speed he has seen, and that speed can only be described as amazing.

It is not okay to beg for mercy, he made such a big move, it is impossible for Sharod to let him go.

That is to say, in the current situation, there is only one way left to resist.

An Rui stopped where he was and slowly turned back, his flustered expression slowly converging and returning to his previous calm.

Berego also stopped, unable to fully comprehend the situation in front of him, but he also sensed a bad atmosphere. Only the slaves, who were completely ignorant of the truth, were still running, and the sound of footsteps echoed through the night-shrouded streets.

"Keep running, and when I come to the temple, don't look back. See you tomorrow at noon, the old place. Restraining his uneasiness, Anrek calmly uttered these words, which of course were addressed to Berego. The so-called old place, he was referring to the hotel where he lived, and the other party should be able to think of this.

"They can't run away, no one can run away, and you all have to die on this street today." Sharod's cold voice came again, and it was much closer than before, his ghostly figure and grim face appeared at the end of the street, only twenty yards away from An Rui and the others.

Berego turned his head and glanced at Sharod, the expression on his face that had come to mind before Anrui. He was defeated by Sharod's move, and naturally knew the power of this person and the power of the thundering sword. At the same time, he understood what it meant for Sharod to be here.

"What should I do?" The elven archer swallowed and asked Anrui a tricky question.

"Do what I just said, keep running, and I'll take care of the rest." An Rui said in a deep voice.

"Can you do it? If she's there...... Maybe. ”

"I have my own means, don't worry. Hurry up and run with those people, don't grind here, you're covered in injuries, and staying is a burden, but it's in the way. ”

"That'...... All right. Berego gritted his teeth, took another step, and ran to the other end of the street.

Anrui reached into his coat pocket and grabbed the two things together. What he said before was not pretentious, but to tell the truth, he did have some means, and as for whether he could defeat Sharod, who was a little terrifying to him, after using these means, it was unknown.

Sharod walked step by step, his footsteps like the notes of death on the keys, leaping into the melody of death.

"I didn't expect you to come so soon, I thought you would stay by Brent's side, or run to put out the fire." Anrui slowly took out the two things.

"I spent the night tonight at **'s house, which is very close from here. Brent sent me a message that his house was on fire, several shops were on fire, that the slaves in the dungeon had been released, that everything was in chaos, and that I had been asked to go to his side to protect him. I was the closest to here, so I was the first to rush here, intending to come and see it before I went to Brent's mansion. Looks like I've come to the right place, and I've got you right. You have joined us with all your heart, and you have caused us so much trouble with a group of people, and I will never let you go. I will first get out of your mouth what I want to know, and then I will slowly torture you to death. Sharod pulled out the Thundering Sword, and the blue blade burst out with arcs of lightning, which looked particularly beautiful at night.

An Rui finally knew where the mistake was, and it turned out that it was not Ji Lu's mistake in drawing, but a ** who messed up. If Sharod didn't live in the ** family around here, he would never be the first to rush here after getting the news, but would have gone to see Brent first.

This is really not as good as heaven.

But now it's useless to complain about this, and the focus for now should be on how to deal with Sharod.

"Click."

Anrui put one of the things he took out into his mouth, took a few bites, and swallowed it in his stomach. This is a fruit, called the anti-lightning fruit, which has a very sour taste, but with a strange amount of power.

Then he picked up a scroll-shaped object and whispered to it.

"The iron armor is still there, and the sword doesn't hurt you."

This passage was like a key to open the vault, and when the voice settled, the scroll immediately erupted with a black light, which shot at An Rui's body, covering his body with a strange metallic color.

That's right, this is the Iron Body Scroll that An Rui obtained in the Spider Cave not long ago, and this life-saving scroll has finally come in handy.

Before that, Anrui whispered to the Hawkeye Ring in his hand, activating the effect contained in the ring and gaining a new buff.

The Thunder Resist Fruit allows him to resist the attacks of lightning; The Blessing of the Body of Steel allows him to quickly increase his defense in a short period of time, making his skin look like gold and iron; Hawkeye Blessing increases his reflexes and hit rate.

With the help of these three means, An Rui's strength will be greatly improved, and he has the capital to fight with Sharod.

As for whether he can win, it is still unknown, and An Rui himself has no bottom in his heart, after all, the gap between the two is too great to be made up by some means alone.

Looking at the changes in An Rui's body, Sharod's eyebrows raised, but that was all.