Chapter 618: Prisoner Royan and the Destroyer

A few hours later.

Kling Prison.

"Take off all your clothes, unload all your gear, and go take a shower!" A green-skinned Sandal jailer yelled at Royan, McRae, and two other aliens who looked like prawns.

Luo Yang's armor, weapons, and equipment were all in the carry-on space, and he only had a blue jacket, a gray T-shirt, and pants.

There's a lot more to McRae... Peacekeeper pistols, flashbangs, cigars, capes, coats, boots, hats, and even one... A photo with a white-haired and red-lipped lady?

Luo Yang, who was covered in red fruits, stepped into the disinfection room after that...

Those orange disinfectants, like fruit pulp... Shot out of the huge spout and sprayed Luo Yang all over... The weird orange disinfectant washed Luo Yang's bodybuilding muscles all over his body, making his whole body fresh and refreshing.

However, I am afraid that it will not be long before I enter the prison, and I will be stained with all kinds of alien blood.

Changing into their silly yellow prison uniforms, Royan and McRae stepped into Section D of the prison under the guidance of Xandar Jailer.

This is the area with the most prisoners, and it is also the most chaotic.

Everywhere there was a provocative roar, and the cacophony of unidentified alien voices.

The entire fourth ward of Kling Prison is as chaotic as Lao Mei's ordinary prison.

A group of strong alien men who see this as their own territory talk loudly...

"Look, those two, the new guy!"

"I heard it's Tyrannic!"

"These two guys, according to the data, are ordinary people. I bet they won't survive more than two nights here. ”

"No, I bet you they won't survive tonight!"

Luo Yang was holding the roll of 'yoga mat' given by the jailer and was about to walk briskly to his cell...

In front of him, a blue-skinned alien with a huge stature blocked Luo Yang's way.

"The tender Tyranid...", the blue-skinned alien bared his fangs, "give Uncle a good refresh..."

Luo Yang didn't say much, and stepped directly on the feet of this blue-skinned monster.

I only heard a click...

The entire foot bone of the blue-skinned monster was shattered by Luo Yang's stepping.

"Whew, it hurts me!!" The blue-skinned monster loses its balance, hits the ground with its butt, and falls down with a bang!

"Get out of the way." Luo Yang said coldly.

The blue-skinned monster hurriedly climbed up to the side: "Uncle, you go, go..."

Luo Yang really wanted to use the spirit blade to split this guy's brain to see if it was all paste. But there's no need, now this guy is in pain, at least half a year can't be relieved. Moreover, killing people in 'broad daylight' is punishable by confinement.

In the fourth ward of the prison, there is no figure of Thor. Luo Yang must first find the long-lost Thor before he can kill all the interstellar scum here.

..........

Day 3, noon.

It's lunchtime.

The prison cafeteria in Ward 4 is filled with intergalactic prisoners of all stripes.

And Royan and McCree are also mixed in with this group of 'interstellar scum'.

The lunch provided in Kling Prison was that Royan had no appetite after watching it. It doesn't matter if he doesn't eat it, anyway, Luo Yang has a self-healing factor, and it is impossible to starve to death.

But Jesse. McRae was hungry. He didn't smoke, he didn't have anything to eat, and he felt unwell.

Luo Yang used [Meal Making] to create a barely edible lunch, including chicken legs, ham, bread and so on.

Not long after, a macho man with a body as strong as Hulk, a bald gray-skinned man, came to Luo Yang's table.

"Good afternoon, Drax." Luo Yang took a sip of water and smiled.

Yesterday evening, McRae and Royan had already met with Drax the Destroyer.

The benevolent brother had been in Kling Prison for a long time, at least a year or more. His crimes were intentional injuries and murders committed in other galaxies.

"Where did you get all this food?" Drax wondered.

"Don't ask. Eat it, Destroyer. Luo Yang waved his hand.

The Destroyer sat down next to McRae and began to gulp... Soon, the two of them swept away this 'meal' like a cloud.

"Hiccup," Drax sighed, patting his stomach, "what a feast, a hearty meal..."

This living dictionary... Luo Yang couldn't help but laugh and asked:

"Drax, I'd like to ask you about someone."

"Thor," Drax pondered, "the pirate angel?" Handsome men with the body of steel? ”

"Pirate Angel??" Luo Yang was stunned, "It's the first time I've heard such a description. ”

"He's as big as a crown of jade, and he's got a lot of energyβ€”" Drax's eyes even lit up, "It's a pity that Torgo was imprisoned in the Eighth District after making trouble here." It is also the most heavily managed area of Kling Prison. ”

"Oh... How do I get to the 8th arrondissement? Luo Yang asked eagerly.

"I'm afraid, without the Warden's help, you won't be able to go to the Eighth District."

"It's okay, you just tell me how to get there." Luo Yang said indifferently.

.............

Luo Yang quietly stunned the jailer in the corner, and after changing into a set of jailer equipment, he used his psionic energy to remove the remote control in the jailer's arm.

Following the Destroyer's prompts, Royan travels all the way through and finally finds Thor in District 8.

Thor is kept in a laser-ray isolation cell.

Here, all of them are isolation wards with the highest level of security. The 'buzzing' of the laser is endless... It's almost dizzying.

"Thor!"

Royan came to the port, calling Thor's name.

Confused, demented, Thor, slowly turned his head...

He glanced at Luo Yang and almost thought that there was something wrong with his eyesight...

"Am I right? Roy? You're in outer space? Thor stood up, dragged the electronic anklet, and made his way to the cell hole.

"I've found you, Thor," Royan asked, "how did you end up in Kling prison by the Xanders?" ”

"I'll tell you this story next time!" Thor's hoarse voice was full of vicissitudes, "First you have to do me a favor and get me out!" ”

"Okay, I'll take you back to Sandar later, and we'll get out of here." Royan began to study the structure of the cell, preparing to break the isolation cell with a single blow.

"You'll have to help me find Aleket, the goddess of vengeance! She was also kept in this place. I definitely won't leave without killing this stinky bitch. ”

"Nemesis Alektor?" Luo Yang squinted, "What the hell?" ”

"I fought with these subordinates of the Goddess of Discord to be imprisoned in this hellish place." "I'm not going to leave here without killing her." ”

"What kind of nemesis killing, you can talk about it in the future!" Luo Yang roared, "I finally came here, are you going to let my hard work go to waste?" ”

"No..."

No sooner had Thor spoken than footsteps rang out from the other side.

The two Sandar jailers were walking briskly, and they were a little suspicious of Royan's behavior, so they approached Thor's cell with weapons in hand.

"Hey! What are you doing? ”

Pretending to look calmly at Luo Yang in the cell opposite Thor, he smiled and waved his hand and said, "I'll come... Check the cell. ”

"Wait, aren't you in District 4? How did you get here? ”

Luo Yang turned around and left: "I have to go back to my post now." ”

After a flash, Royan quickly crossed an aisle and disappeared from sight of the two Sandar guards.

"It's weird," the jailers looked confused.

After quietly leaving, Royan spent some time searching for the 'Alecto' in the Eighth District.

Half a minute later, the figure of the goddess of revenge was finally found in these hundreds of cells.

Like Thor, the goddess Olympus was locked in an isolated cell, resting comfortably on a cold metal bed.

On the radio, a reminder sounded throughout the Kling Prison: "Centurion Day, Centurion Sol and Centurion have come to the prison with the prisoners, please take your seats." ”

Roman. Day and Dannerian. Thor, what are these two Nova legion bosses doing here?

Now that the Nova Legion fleet is here, it is definitely irrational to break the cells and create chaos in the eighth district.

Luo Yang put away his psionic energy, his figure flashed, and he left the eighth district.

The red laser on the periphery of the cell behind him was still jumping and flashing.