There was a "squeak" between the bones and the metal, and a bloodied hand gripped the handle of the fire axe, pulling it out of the chest of one of the guards.

Within sight, there are blood stains all over the ground, most of them are mixed with dust, and become muddy, it is hard to imagine how powerful Hannibal's brainwashing ability is, almost everyone in this prison has become a puppet of his spirit, Ziliang even thinks that Hannibal can not only brainwash the people who have come into contact with him, but also be able to indirectly imply behavior to the people around him through the people who have been brainwashed, otherwise, it is impossible to turn this prison into this way in just half a year.

Well, it's not appropriate to say that this is a prison now, because it has long since become a hive built by Hannibal, and he is just quietly on his throne, waiting for the queen bee to pass on.

Of course, Ziliang was not surprised that this would be the case, after all, Hannibal. Lecter is a B-class shard of sin.

"Mind Eater" ...... Well, a very apt assessment.

A man in a caretaker costume got up from the ground, one of his legs had been broken by a baseball bat, it was bent at a strange angle, and it was dripping with blood, but this man still grabbed a scalpel out of nowhere and pounced on Ziliang frantically.

With a "poof", this man swooped forward in mid-air, and was killed by Harry. Quinn slammed a stick on the ground, and the nail from the baseball bat stuck deep into the back of his head, and when he pulled it out, a large expanse of blood burst out.

"You're welcome." Quinn made a kissing motion at Ziliang, and smashed the baseball bat at the other person's head.

And old Joey ...... This guy is big, fierce, and the yelling is the most disturbing, so he naturally attracts all the firepower, and in proportion to the attracted firepower, Joey also shows an extremely simple and rough way of fighting.

He fights only with three steps.

First: find a place where there are many people and rush in.

Second: Grab the unlucky guy closest to you.

Third: Use the rusty butcher knife in your hand to chop it directly at the neck.

He didn't know how many times he had done these steps, anyway, in the crowd, he saw Old Joey withstanding all the attacks around him, monotonously repeating this set of actions, dragging them over and chopping them one by one, just like a worker working on an assembly line, and the efficiency was much higher than that of Ziliang and Quinn. And his body was already covered with knife wounds and bruises from being poked with electric batons...... Fortunately, this prison is mainly based on medical treatment, otherwise if it was like in Arkham Asylum, a guard with a gun in his hand, then it is estimated that Old Joey's method of fighting would have been shot into a sieve long ago.

And those who have been brainwashed are not afraid at all, and they are still afraid of death to pounce on Old Joey. It should be said here that the people under the influence of Hannibal are not like the people who have been infected with some virus in some planes and become zombies, they still have their own thinking and judgment, except for being blocked from fear and pain, and at the same time being endowed with the idea of "Lao Tzu is going to kill you", most of them are similar to usual. To take a more vivid example, they are like a bunch of fanatical religious lunatics at the moment.

Therefore, even at the speed of chopping people like Old Joey, there is no way to clean them up, but because he is trapped in the crowd, he is also scarred and bleeding continuously.

......

......

The chaotic battle continued, and Will woke up from his coma in the heavy prison area at the back of the crowd......

"Uh......" he groaned in pain, and the shouts of confusion rang in his ears, so that he couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment. He had to stand up against the bulletproof glass with difficulty.

Suddenly, he froze in place, because he saw that the cell was empty...... Hannibal is gone!

His mind buzzed, completely confused, he certainly knew what it meant that Hannibal was missing at this time, and countless terrifying ideas immediately appeared in his mind......

However, it was when he was shocked......

"Are you awake?" A deep voice came from behind him.

Will jerked his head back, and then he saw Hannibal sitting quietly in the chair behind him, looking at him with his hands folded.

"How did you get out?" Will said in amazement.

Hannibal smiled: "Come out? Hehe, I didn't 'come out'...... Because I've never been locked up......"

Will looked incredulous, and although he didn't fully understand what was going on, he was able to figure something out right away.

"Sure enough, it's you, there's no new ogre at all, that guy who feeds on people has always been you!" He shouted.

Hannibal raised his head slightly and looked at Will elegantly: "Yes, so you always thought so...... But you're right, that ogre has always been me, but you're not entirely right, because ...... The new ogre, does exist. ”

Will looked into Hannibal's eyes, and beneath the darkness cut off by the brow bones was an abyss...... A slight gaze is enough to sink into it.

Will felt like he was being dragged in, everything spinning, and gradually sinking into darkness......

......

When he came to his senses, the dim hallway was gone, and the cold aura around him was gone...... Instead, there is a familiar feeling, warm, languid, and a hint of pine scent.

Will then realized that he was sitting in his own home, after all, except for people like himself who usually don't even have a house, who would still live in the old house left by his ancestors in this era, using this kind of time-consuming and laborious fireplace.

Either way, the fire in the fireplace was blazing, and from time to time there was a cracking sound of firewood cracking.

In front of Will was a dining table, the old one in his house, but at the moment, it was covered with a fine cloth, on which were all kinds of delicate tableware, and beside the wine glass was a brocade napkin, and the corner of the napkin was embroidered with small red roses like droplets.

Will shook his head, he clearly remembered that he should be talking to Hannibal in the "Baltimore Prison".

However, this sudden feeling of vertigo was very familiar to him, because he used to have this feeling of time and space confusion often...... He couldn't tell which side was illusory and which side was reality.

Then...... He seemed to notice that, right across from him, there was a faint chewing sound.

So Will slowly raised his head......

He saw a man with a chubby build......

And his skull above the eyebrows has long since disappeared, leaving only the shocking white and red exposed.

And that person was enjoying himself at the moment, putting a piece of meat that he didn't know what kind of meat into his mouth......