Chen Fei turned around and gestured to Li Yunqing, who immediately hunched his back and crouched under the wall, making a simple human ladder.

Rub it!

Chen Fei climbed the outermost wall.

He shrank down and observed for a moment, but didn't hear any unusual sounds, and then beckoned to Li Yunqing.

The latter ran a boost, kicked on the wall with one leg, his body had risen into the air, held Chen Fei's outstretched hand, twisted his waist, and also went up to the outer wall.

The appearance of the fog made the visibility outside the prison very low, and the orange street lamps stood quietly in the courtyard wall outside the prison, like a blind man who could not see anything.

The two of them remained silent on the outer wall for a long time, and then slowly slid into the courtyard wall.

The light in the duty room outside the corridor was still on, and a faint light came through the glass, and there was no half of the jailer at the door, according to Chen Fei's judgment, the jailer on duty was likely to sleep in the room, or he could secretly stand behind the window and watch everything that was happening outside.

Now that we have reached this point, there is absolutely no reason to give up halfway.

Chen Fei pushed Li Yunqing, who reluctantly followed him to the outermost wall of the confinement prison.

It is not advisable to enter through the hallway, not to mention that it is difficult to get the key to the iron door after entering smoothly, and if the movement is too loud and provokes the other jailers, the hidden plan will be considered a complete failure.

Chen Fei planned to sneak in through the vent along the same path from which he had escaped.

It had only been two nights since Chen Fei's prison escape, and it was impossible for the other party to repair the ventilation window so quickly.

It's just that the ventilation window is hung on the wall more than 3 meters high, even if there is Li Yunqing's ladder, it is a little difficult to successfully climb up.

This is the reason why Chen Fei insisted on not killing Li Yunqing.

At a height of more than 3 meters, it is impossible for one person to do it without making a loud noise, and to accurately grasp the narrow gaps in the smooth walls.

Chen Fei pointed to the wall, and then pointed at Li Yunqing, who was stunned and immediately made a gesture.

I saw him squatting with his legs, making a horse step, his waist sinking, his hands folded together, his palms up, and he accurately caught Chen Fei's first kick after he started.

After a dull low roar, with the help of the power of Li Yunqing's arms, Chen Fei's figure rose 2 meters in the air, and one hand was inserted into the gap in the vent above the wall.

He shook his body twice in the air, and his other hand was pinched on the ventilator.

1… 2… 3…… After seven strokes in a row, Chen Fei pulled away the ventilation Shan Shan, swung his right hand in the air a few times, and threw the Yan Shan to Li Yunqing, who was answering below.

At this time, Chen Fei's strength on his arms was almost exhausted, and his body was still hanging on the smooth wall with nowhere to borrow strength.

Although Chen Fei is also the last of the strong crossbow, he came to the famous international mercenary, and he didn't know how hard the training he received on weekdays, he took a sharp breath, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcibly arousing the potential in his body, and stubbornly crawled into the vent.

Seeing that his task was completed, Li Yunqing decisively retracted back to the outer wall and temporarily played the role of a sentry.

If there is any disturbance, he just turns around and runs.

Morality and trust?

Inexistent.

The next action can only be completed by Chen Fei alone, and in addition, he needs a little luck.

The cells of the confinement prison resemble the building of a large factory, with a deep corridor in the middle, and the left and right sides are densely packed with solitary confinement cells for prisoners.

The vent that Chen Fei entered at this time was on the left, and if he wanted to enter the vent on the right, he had to come again after he went out.

At this time, he no longer has the ability to do it again.

So one can only expect Degas to be imprisoned in the house to the left of the confinement prison corridor.

Chen Fei silently rested on the outside of the vent for about ten minutes, then squirmed again, and crawled in towards the vent.

In each individual confinement room, there is a vent, and there is a thumb-sized gap on the vent, and what Chen Fei needs to do is to use these gaps to distinguish whether the figure in the confinement room is Degas or not.

In the first room, no, a large figure shrunk on the plank bed;

Not in the second room, where the prisoners were tirelessly circling around the cramped room over and over again, muttering to themselves, on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Chen Fei shook his head and continued to climb forward.

Until the seventh house, it was still not, and then there was the eighth cell where Chen Fei had been imprisoned.

"Is fate so wonderful? Degas was also imprisoned in this room? The thought in Chen Fei's mind flashed, and he silently climbed forward a few meters and stopped at the vent of the eighth house.

There was also a smell of fresh cement around the vents, which was clearly freshly built, and the cement set much more slowly in a humid environment.

Chen Fei pushed hard, and the Yan Shan on the vent quickly loosened.

He squinted, looking down through the gap between the scabs.

There was no one in the room.

There was no one on the wooden bed either.

Chen Fei felt a sigh in his heart, and thought of another bad situation, could it be that this was an empty room?

Just as he was about to continue crawling forward, in a corner of the door of the confinement room, a shadow suddenly moved, attracting Chen Fei's attention.

He didn't dare make a sound, his eyes widened, and he struggled to identify the shadow in the corner.

Is it Degas?

Chen Fei took the risk of breaking off a piece of gravel from the vent and threw it down, and the black shadow was really alarmed, trembling and crawling towards the gravel.

The black shadow was obviously a thin man, and Chen Fei only stared at the silhouette twice, and then determined the identity of the other party.

It was Degas, who helped him escape from prison and was implicated.

A stream of heat flowed through his chest, and Chen Fei's brain was hot, so he directly kicked away the ventilator, curled up and stretched his head out.

"Degas...... Don't make a sound, Degas, I'll get you out. ”

The black shadow stood motionless in place, as if stunned by the dream-like sudden situation in front of him, and after a while, he recognized Zhou Zunfeng's identity from the familiar voice.

Still, he couldn't believe what he saw.

Chen Fei no longer hesitated, and jumped down directly from the vent with his arm down.

When his feet hit the ground, there was a dull thud.

Chen Fei excitedly pulled Degas, but he didn't expect the other party's body to be so weak, he pulled it lightly, and he staggered and wanted to fall to the ground, Chen Fei didn't care about anything else, he took two steps forward to support the latter's thin body, and then took out a bag of otter roast wrapped in leaves from his pocket.

"Hurry up and eat, I'll take you out when you're done."

After Degas took the barbecue, he smelled the tantalizing aroma of the barbecue, and finally believed that everything he heard and saw in front of him was real.

These are not dreams.

He nodded, gobbling the roast into his mouth.