I've heard of Bermuda, and I'm sure many of you have heard of it too.

Usu spoke French, and Jock was stunned and said, "Usu is too difficult to speak, but I can roughly understand it." Words like supernatural disappearances are basically saying that Bermuda is dangerous. ”

Usu is also only a science about the dangers of Bermuda, and does not say anything substantial.

I thought about it, and I knew where I was at this moment, and the breakthrough was probably still in the hands of that group of condemned prisoners.

The crowd of people gathered around was still whispering in their own team, but no one dared to express their own words, let alone some substantive opinions.

While everyone was anxious, the condemned prisoners came out of the Egyptian pathway.

It seems that a day has passed, and the condemned prisoner once again motioned for everyone to enter the passage and choose food.

When I turned around, I realized that the hands and feet of the group who had come to join in the fun were not clean, and the food I remembered I had brought had not been eaten yet, and now it was gone, along with the bag.

Jock and I re-entered the pathway, looking at the hewn lava tank and wondering why I was thinking.

I tried to ask Jock, "Is this open magma tank made by death row prisoners?" Thirteen people? ”

Jock shook his head and said, "I don't know, but that's how it was when I came." I guess they did it themselves, and the communication between everyone in the hall and them was limited to them going out and we came in. ”

I was about to say something, but there was a small scream outside.

I asked, did Jock hear me? Jock shook his head.

But the next scream came out, and Jock said that maybe there was a voice.

But I asked the other people in line, and they all said they hadn't heard anything.

It was a bizarre scream, but the people in the pathway clearly didn't intend to act rashly.

As soon as I heard the screams, it was from the hall, could it be that something happened in the hall at this moment?

I left the line to go out and take a look at the hall, but I was grabbed by the arm by Jock.

Jock said, "Don't go into this kind of fun. ”

I immediately replied, "What if it's Usu and my dad?" ”

Jock let go of his hand instantly, I ran out and Jock didn't follow.

Except Jock, there was almost no one to stop me, as everyone was pretending not to hear, and no one wanted to go to the hall to see what was going on.

As soon as I got out of the pathway, I was shocked, and the scene in front of me was really scary.

Two of the thirteen condemned prisoners fell, and even the eldest was pressed to his knees in the center of the hall.

As for the dog, he also fell to the ground at the moment, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

You don't have to guess that it's the Americans, and at this moment all seven Americans are standing behind the boss of the death row prisoners.

I also saw the man who had been stabbed in the leg by my father standing a little further back.

One of the men knelt on the ground with a stabbing stick and threatened the boss, and none of the condemned prisoners dared to act rashly.

I looked at the weapons of this group of Americans, with blades and homemade tiger fingers.

At a glance, it can be seen that there is a huge disparity in personnel and weapons, and it is estimated that what kind of strategy was used to successfully capture the thief and capture the king first.

The Americans' best weapons were the two barbed sticks, which of course were surprisingly familiar.

I glanced at my dad and Usu, who were now lying on the side and watching the scene in shock.

I wondered if this group of Americans didn't snatch my father's thorn stick, so how did the thorn stick get into their hands?

I remembered that the food had been stolen before, and it was estimated that the weapons were taken away by this group of Americans when everyone was in chaos.