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The people in the cells waited eagerly for the jailers to deliver food. In vain, there was a shock from above, and at the same time, from a very distant place, there was a lot of noise, and occasionally the sound of metal clashing could be heard.

The people in the cell were a little surprised, the prison was very well insulated, and the sound could be transmitted from above, so it must have been loud outside.

"What's going on?" The prisoners were puzzled and questioned each other.

A middle-aged leader in the cage was shocked and said, "It's probably someone who came to rob the prison." ”

"Prison robbery?" Everyone was taken aback, and then there was some surprise.

"Great!"

"Maybe we have a chance to rush out."

"I haven't delivered food yet, haha, I guess it's already burning outside."

Hearing the excited chatter of these prisoners, several leaders who had been in the dormitory for a long time glanced at each other, among them was the 'old gold', he frowned and said: "I heard the jailer talk a few days ago, a senior hunter has recently been imprisoned with a disordered mind and has been locked up in the third-tier prisoner prison. ”

"Possibly." Black Scar, who had a good relationship with him, nodded, and said: "However, most of these people want to rush in, most of them are as difficult as the sky, the demonic beast lake outside can organize a large-scale attack, and if you want to come to the prison to rob the prison, you can only come along the aisle to sneak attack, but the checkpoints along the way are strict, even if you buy off the prison guards, it is very difficult." ”

The other leaders nodded, it was not the first time they had seen such a thing, so they were not as excited as the others, because they knew that this prison was known as the number one prison, and its defense was definitely a fortress of war!

Dudian was awake, but he was still lying on the ground, listening to the others' discussions, but his expression was extremely calm.

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Ground, in the castle of the Thorn Flower Prison.

In a watchtower above the castle, two figures stood here, one of them was tall and tall, holding a telescope in his hand, looking at the hundreds of invading figures outside the lake, the size of which was equivalent to a small army.

"Well-trained, I should have been planning for a long time." The middle-aged man put down the telescope and chuckled.

Behind him was a black high-hat butler with a two-handful mustache, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that they didn't train their brains well." ”

"It's not that their brains aren't trained well, it's that the people who command them don't have this thing at all."

The tall hat butler smiled slightly and said, "They were able to come here through the border fortress and across the border defense line we set up, they should have bought people in the military headquarters and our prison, and I will go back and find out these little rats who are greedy for money." ”

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his eagle-like gaze looked down at the entire lake outside the prison and the battlefield by the lake, and said softly: "There is a tiger in my heart, smell the roses." ”

"Though the rose is beautiful, the stem has thorns." The tall hat butler smiled and took the next sentence.

The middle-aged man of Wei'an bowed his head and said, "Is my tea ready?" ”

"I'm waiting for you to enjoy it." The housekeeper said respectfully.

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The robbery outside gradually subsided after a few hours.

Everyone in the cell looked forward to the strange figure pushing the door open, but when the door was opened, there were still two indifferent faces of the jailers.

This little episode did not bother Dudian, and in the evening he continued to jump into the tunnel, carefully digging the earth.

In the blink of an eye, Dudian has been in prison for three years.

In the sky covered with lead-gray nuclear radiation clouds, black snowflakes fell, heavier, falling on the ground outside, dyeing the earth black, and many open-air orchards and farms were shed long before the season began, so as not to be destroyed by this black snow.

It was too cold, and the prisoners in the various cells huddled together to keep each other warm.

In the evening, the jailers came and hurriedly distributed food, and then curled up in heavy cotton jackets and left the cell.

The food was slightly more distributed in the dark snow season, and Dudian was also given three pieces of black bread, which he ate slowly, and when the night was dark and most of the people had fallen asleep, he took off his prison uniform and put it in the dark place on the wall behind him, and fiddled into a side-lying position.

With that, he broke open the urinal and slid lightly into the pit.

The rough pit rubbed against his skin, it was cold and biting, he slid all the way down, and when he went to the second floor of the workshop, he roughly estimated the height of each layer of the ground, and when he slid to the bottom, he immediately felt the cold lake water seeping into the soles of his feet, and at this moment, he was already standing at the bottom of the prison.

"The height of this pit is about twenty-five meters, and there is a layer above it is a torture chamber, and the underwater height of the entire prison should be about thirty-five meters, and there are only two layers of prisons below the studio, and characters such as high-ranking hunters and chief knights of the inquisition are all imprisoned at the lowest level. And the strongest person in the first layer is also imprisoned at the level of junior hunters, and that old Jin is a junior hunter who has committed a crime and is imprisoned. ”

Dudian bent down to pick up the chisel at the bottom of the lake, which was supposed to be a tool for chiseling out the monster's sharp teeth, which he swallowed and brought out, and the progress of digging the pit was greatly improved.

Whenever he thought that in the wall next to this deep pit, there lived a high-level hunter of Greile's level, and he was a little glad in his heart, fortunately, his title of hunter in the consortium was only a beginner, if he became an intermediate hunter, he would be locked up in the penultimate layer, although the distance between the wall would be shortened, but the criminal law of the intermediate hunters was completely different from that of the people on their first level.

Du Dian heard Black Scar say that the first layer was just piercing steel nails and scrapping the arms, and the torture suffered by the other two layers was far ten times more terrible than this, even if a high-level hunter came here, he would become a complete waste!

In the narrow passageway, Dudian bent down in a difficult position and reached into the water to dig into the dirt.

Before he reached the bottom of the prison, Dudian had poured water into the pit, firstly in the hope that the water would soak and soften the earth and rock, and secondly, to cut a wall in the water so that the sound would be greatly eliminated and not heard.

Now that the lake water has penetrated in, he also saves himself from pouring water, after all, if he uses too much water, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

A moment later, Du Dian chiseled down the pipe to a hard object, and immediately rejoiced in his heart, and immediately sped up.

Soon, the hard object was revealed, it was a horizontal oval metal, although only a small part was exposed, but judging from the shape of the ellipse, if it was a pipe, the diameter was very large, and it could completely accommodate it.

However, when Dudian saw the oval metal, he was not excited, but stunned.

He suddenly thought of the one thing he had missed, the reinforced concrete had not yet been manufactured, and although the main fecal excrement pipe of the entire prison was buried at the bottom of the lake, its defense was also extremely terrible due to the strong pressure of the water to be withstanding.

How to break?

Dudian was silent for a moment, and then dug away the dirt next to this small piece of oval metal, revealing about half a meter of oval metal, the arc was still very small, and the diameter of the pipe itself could be seen, and it could even allow him to walk upright in it.

He grabbed a rock and gently tapped it on the metal pipe.

After a few knocks, he immediately leaned down to listen.

After hearing the response inside, the last trace of expectation on his face also dimmed. As he guessed, there should be some filling in this metal pipe, which plays a role in regulating water pressure, and under the filling, there should be a metal pipe, and that metal pipe is the real fecal pipe.

Dudian grabbed a harder stone and smashed it down in the water.

With a bang, the stone smashed against the metal pipe, and the echo was extremely light, as if it had smashed against a steel wall.

Du Dian smashed it several times in succession, and the stone shattered, but the metal pipe was unscathed, and there was not a single small dent.

Dudian angrily slammed his fist on the metal pipe, the force of the shock made his shoulder ache, and after a long time, he calmed down a little, he picked up the chisel and continued to chisel along the side of the pipe.

"The soil at the bottom of the lake is soft, so it can be chiseled quickly, and when you leave the prison, you don't have to worry about the sound of the sound, and if you dig with all your might, you should be able to dig out of the lake before the execution of the five-year sentence expires." Du Di thought about it with peace of mind and continued to dig hard.

Half a month has passed.

Dudian considered that the manure tank at the end of the pipe would be guarded by a jailer, and although this was extremely unlikely, he chose to dig it in the opposite direction. In just half a month, four or five meters deep at the bottom of the lake, Du Dian has carved out a three-meter-long horizontal passage.

He vaguely remembered the scene he had seen in the corridor when he first entered the prison, the prison was in the middle of the lake, the radius of the lake was about three hundred meters, and his daily progress was now about one meter, and it only took a year to dig out a passage directly to the lake!

His only fear was that the mud at the bottom of the lake would collapse and crush the channel. Fortunately, there are manure pipes that can be used as a marker, and he digs a pit four or five meters below the manure pipes, and the surrounding soil is relatively dry and hard, and the chance of being crushed by the mud is extremely low.

Moreover, when he excavated the passage, he would put some hard stones against the passage and use them as beams and pillars, although it was troublesome to enter and exit every time, but it could add some safety to the passage.

Although planing passages is the most common method of escaping, and most people in prison can think of it, few people can do it.

Even the high-ranking hunters at the bottom of the prison were not enough, they were kept closely guarded in turns, and their bodies were tortured, and they were weaker than Dudian, after all, their titles also gave them enough torture and defense to have no chance to act.

And even if they get the chance, they don't have the tools. Taking a step back, even if they stole a tool like Du Dian, it would be difficult for them to carve out a passage of hundreds of meters, after all, dark vision belongs to Du Dian's magic mark ability, and without the vision in the dark, it is almost impossible to carve out a parallel passage with their eyes closed.

The courage, brains, and access to tools to escape from the bottom of the lake, as well as their own abilities, are all lacking, and it is difficult to escape from prison successfully.

Boom!

The short knife in Dudian's hand stabbed against the rock wall, and in vain, the rock wall slipped violently.

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…… (To be continued.) )