Ren Xiangchen let out such bold words, and under the threat of gunpoint, he had to be taken down after being violently beaten by a group of prison guards.

A team of prison guards, under the leadership of the chief guard, vigilantly detained Xiang Chen and came to the deepest part of the outer prison, and at this time, the prisoners who had had lunch also returned to their cells one by one.

"That new kid, miserable." When a prisoner returns to his cell, he leans over the guardrail and looks out.

"Inner Hell... I haven't seen it, but the corpses will be moved out every once in a while, hiss...... It's creepy to think about! ”

The prison guards took Xiang Chen all the way inward to the deepest part of the outer prison. There are no cells here, and the walls are made of steel on all sides.

In the deepest part of the outer prison is a thick steel double door. The warden took out the key, walked to the door, first inserted the key, then leaned his head over, scanned the pupil in front of the iris recognition instrument, and finally entered a series of passwords.

Whew...

With the sound of air pressure, the steel gate slowly opened outward.

Xiang Chen couldn't help but look up curiously.

In the inner prison, it was extremely dark, and as the door opened, the light of the outer prison shone in, and Xiang Chen could vaguely see some of the scenes inside through this faint light.

The ground at the entrance of the inner prison was very mottled, and a few steps further inward, there were still a few prisoners lying on the ground, there were a large traces of blood clotting on the ground, and several rats probed their brains, and after being hit by the light, they immediately squeaked and disappeared into the darkness.

Before Xiang Chen could look deeper, a prisoner with a disheveled head suddenly rushed out of the shadows, the prisoner's face was thin, an arm was missing, and his face was full of madness.

Xiang Chen was startled, if someone with a rich imagination was here, he might mistakenly think that it was a zombie running towards him.

The warden was not surprised by this, and Lisso picked up his rifle with three clicks, and the prisoner finally collapsed with a reluctant face in the place where he was about to touch the light.

The chief guard waved his hand backwards, and the prison guards behind him immediately divided four people and walked in, dragging the prisoner who was shot dead and the rest of the prisoners at the door out. Only then did Xiang Chen see that the prisoners were already several dead corpses.

The chief guard turned around and walked to Xiang Chen's side, not worried about Xiang Chen's threat, took the key from the prison guard on the side, and opened his handcuffs and leg irons. At the moment of unraveling, Xiang Chen clearly felt the true qi that flashed on the other party's body, and the meaning of the warning was self-evident.

Master! Very strong, at least no less than six stars.

Xiang Chen moved his wrists and ankles and looked at the chief guard. The chief guard waved his gun to the inner prison and motioned for Xiang Chen to go in by himself.

"Don't need to be assigned a cell?" Xiang Chen asked.

"The rules inside, you'll know when you go in." There was no emotion on the warden's face, as if he was talking to a dead man.

Knowing that he had little room for resistance in front of the other party, Xiang Chen was not uncomfortable, and strode into the gate that was like the entrance to hell.

With a creaking sound, the steel door slowly closed again, and the last shred of light from the inner prison was taken away.

When Xiang Chen stepped into the inner prison, a rancid smell almost knocked him over. The smell was disgusting, as if the smell of corpses mixed with the smell of excrement had been fermented for many years.

Xiang Chen resisted the urge to vomit and stood quietly against the iron door.

There was an unknown world in front of him, Xiang Chen was not in a hurry to step into it blindly, he needed to give his visual system some time to adapt to the darkness in front of him.

After staying for nearly half an hour, Xiang Chen could finally barely see something in front of him, and this inner prison was not completely out of sight. Looking around, he found that the place he was in at this time resembled a corridor, all blocked on all sides.

No longer hesitating, Xiang Chen walked forward slowly.

The corridor is not very long, but it takes about a minute to come to the end, and when you take a step, your eyes suddenly open up. Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiang Chen probably understood the structure of this so-called inner prison.

The corridor I had passed through before was a bit like a player's tunnel on a football field, and it was the only way to the outside. Walking through this passage, you will come to this wide field in front of you. The venue is circular in shape, like the Colosseum in ancient Rome. Although he couldn't see it very clearly, Xiang Chen always felt that the ground here was dark red.

Around the walls of the Colosseum, there are cavernous cubes every few meters, forming small and independent cells with no doors, in which prisoners can only barely sit or curl up.

At a glance, there were hundreds of such cells, but his eyes flashed over a few cells, and Xiang Chen found that many of them were empty, and less than half of them were actually inhabited.

The inner prison is completely different from the bustle of the outer prison, and it is as quiet as a dead place.

Xiang Chen tentatively walked inward, he didn't stick to the wall, because he was afraid that a madman in a single room would suddenly attack him, but he didn't choose to swagger to the middle of the Colosseum, just kept a safe enough distance from the wall, and walked slowly on an arc-shaped track with a smaller diameter.

He also saw many prisoners along the way, but they were all wearing their heads, sitting or lying, even if Xiang Chen walked by, they did not move.

Xiang Chen found that all prisoners had a common characteristic.

Thin! It's skinny! It's the same as the prisoner who was shot dead at the doorway before!

In the end, under such a strange atmosphere, Xiang Chen was like a marionette under the script, choosing a cell and curling up to live in it, the scene was as creepy as if the corpse had carefully selected itself to choose a coffin.

…………

It has been the third day since Xiang Chen entered the inner prison.

He finally understood why the people in the outer prison would talk about this place, because I am afraid that this place is really like hell on earth.

In the inner prison, there are no prison guards, that is, there are no regular guards here, everything returns to the most primitive, the jungle!

Xiang Chen also understood why the prisoners here were all skinny, and they didn't say a word as if they were fake deaths on weekdays.

Because the food is so scarce!

Xiang Chen had thought wrong before, the corridor at the beginning was not the only connection with the outside world. Although the Colosseum is closed on all sides, the walls of steel extend upwards and eventually meet at the dome. The rendezvous was not sealed, but a well-like opening was left. There, and another place connected to the Outer Hell, a little ghost light shone through the opening, and although it was a drop in the bucket, it became the only source of light in the Inner Hell.

As for escaping through that opening, it was not even a matter of thought. Not to mention whether there were heavily armed prison guards outside the opening, the height of the five or six stories and the steel walls as smooth as ice around them also made Xiang Chen dispel his thoughts.

At a fixed time each day, food would be dropped down from the opening and thrown in the middle of the Colosseum. It was also the only time a day when the prisoners in the inner prison "lived".

There was so little food that once a day, that little thing together was at best enough for a full meal for twenty adult men, and there were hundreds of death row inmates in this prison!

In fact, if it is evenly distributed, it may not be enough for everyone to persevere, but in such a place where the law cannot be found, fair distribution? It's nothing short of a fantasy!

Xiang Chen didn't participate in this daily food battle for the past two days, which also gave him ample opportunity to see the strength of everyone in this prison as a bystander!

After two observations, Xiang Chen clearly found that in this inner prison, there are the strongest existence of the three parties.

A tall man of more than one meter and nine, with a bare upper body with knotted muscles, like a savage.

A short man of short stature, unable to see his face clearly, and hunched over.

There is also a middle-aged man with a fat body and a profiteer-looking face.

The savage and the dwarf are really strong, and the savage wields a pair of iron legs, and the true qi is horizontal, and the others can't get close at all. The dwarf moved his hands, like a rat in a sewer, becoming a spirit, shuttling through the crowd, and not a single leaf touched his body.

As for the fat man, Xiang Chen didn't find any traces of true qi and martial arts on his body, if it was not bad as expected, I am afraid that this is an ordinary person.

But he has two gold medal fighters, these two fighters are like door gods guarding him, and the strength of both of them is only slightly weaker than that of the wild man and the dwarf, and the two of them are even more invincible when they join hands.

These three parties alone have to divide more than a dozen portions of food each time! Even if the rest of the people tried their best to grab it, they could not pose a threat to them at all, so hundreds of people had to coax the remaining less than ten servings of food. In the end, almost everyone can get a quarter of a steamed bun.

An adult man, one day, less than a quarter of a steamed bun!