Inside the Ghost Prison, there are several very special places. Prison No. 8, Prison No. 13, and Prison No. 16 all belong to this list.

I've already been to Prison No. 13, and in all fairness, the thirteen hellhounds are not controlled, otherwise if Prison No. 13 is called the last of the three trilemmas of the ghost prison, it is estimated that no one will be able to get through it.

After all, the hellhounds inside contain radioactive astatine elements, and people who don't have the ability to go in will be blind, let alone kill the thirteen hellhounds.

However, Prison No. 8 and Prison No. 16 are still places for people to talk about, and sometimes the demon suppressors are bored in the ghost prison, and they will also use Prison No. 8 and Prison No. 16 as places for gambling.

Of course, they don't take the risk themselves, but drag some unlucky people over and send them to this prison to bet on how long they can last.

Prison No. 8 was on the basement floor, with the warden and the chief of demon suppression leading the way, while Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua followed behind. Beyond that, there were dozens of demon suppressors with dicks in their hands, who followed behind the two of them, blocking the corridors and passages tightly, as if they were worried about their escape.

He Zhonghua glanced back, and said contemptuously: "Prison warden, are these local chickens and dogs embarrassed to show up and show their eyes?" It's not me who blows, if we really want to leave, can they stop it? ”

The prison warden said indifferently: "If the soul calmers in Hebei are willing to retreat, it will be a big joke. Rest assured, they're not on the lookout for the two of you. ”

I vaguely understood that it might not be the two bosses that so many demon suppressors were guarding against, but Zhang Yiyi's demonic energy erosion. On the first day I came to the Ghost Prison, I encountered an invasion of demonic energy, and at that time, the demon suppressors and jailers teamed up, and it was a flamethrower and a sprayer or something, so that the demonic energy was finally suppressed.

Now that the ghost prison is worried about internal and external troubles, it is always right to be more vigilant.

Zhang Wuren didn't say anything, and followed the warden to the end of the corridor. The two exorcists at the end of the corridor who were in charge of guarding saw the warden coming, hurriedly bent down and saluted, saying, "Prison No. 8, Prison No. 8 has been prepared. ”

Prison No. 8 occupies a large area, three of which are made of reinforced concrete, and only the one facing the passage is made of steel railings.

This railing has the thickness of a duck's egg, and it is densely engraved with anti-evil runes, which is the best way to ward off evil spirits, and when necessary, the railing can also be connected with a strong current, which is a double insurance.

Inside the prison, a coffin was quietly placed in the corner of the wall, the coffin seemed to have not been opened for a long time, and it was covered with a thick layer of dust.

There were also nine iron chains on the dust that tied the coffin lid firmly, as if to prevent the corpse king inside from rioting.

The coffin, the yellow talisman, the iron chain, plus the strong current railing, and the two demon suppressors who are guarding here day and night, this level of protection can be described as unprecedented. Except for Prison Thirteen, which I have been to, this is the first time I have seen this kind of treatment. But this also just reflects how powerful the Corpse King is.

The strong current of the iron railing had been turned off, and the hooded man walked up to the electronic door lock and unlocked the code with his pupils, and the iron door creaked open.

The hooded man sneered and said that the corpse king likes the breath of a living person the most, and as long as it enters the eighth prison, it will come out by itself. The two of you, who will take the first battle?

He Zhonghua said casually, I'll come! It's just a corpse king. As he spoke, he unwrapped the package from his back and threw it on the ground, carrying only the demon knife that was wrapped in many rags to suppress the ghost, and kicked open the iron door and walked in.

As soon as he entered, the iron railing fell down with a clatter, and closed tightly. I was in a hurry next to me and said, "Hey! Why is it closed? What do you mean? ”

A demon suppressor next to me punched me in the stomach and said, "What are you yelling about!" This is a life-and-death arena, don't you know? ”

A life-and-death arena? In other words, only one person and one corpse in the prison will survive. Closing the iron gate means that no one is allowed to retreat in this battle, and as long as they enter, they must share life and death!

If He Zhonghua wants to work hard for me, I was suddenly anxious and said, boss......

As a result, he shouted two words, He Zhonghua looked at me impatiently and said, "Is it annoying to be crooked?" You just obediently watch there, and later Lao Tzu will cut off the corpse king's right hand for you and take it home as a specimen! ”

I was choked by his words and rolled my eyes, and said in my heart, is he a master of art or is he slapping a swollen face and becoming fat?

But now that he has entered the scene, it is useless for me to shout here, so I have to silently wish the second boss to be invincible, and cut the head of the corpse king with a knife.

He Zhonghua didn't mean to be desperate at all, and he carried the demon knife to suppress the ghosts as if he was on an outing. And he didn't approach the coffin directly, but walked around the coffin again and again.

He walked three or four laps, and the head of the demon suppression became a little impatient, and said, He Zhonghua, if you don't dare to open the coffin, say it earlier, I have prepared a comfortable prison for you, rest assured, there is no shame in admitting defeat now, it is better to be imprisoned here for a lifetime than to lose your life.

He Zhonghua didn't stop, but his mouth was sneering, saying, "You are not qualified to lock me up in this place." Bite? Don't be unconvinced, is the No. 1 ghost prison in the black land of the United States powerful? The two great scientists were in charge in person, and there were countless black-clad people under them, and three Holy Knights were hired as sub-wardens. How many times stronger is the lineup than your poor country, and I will come out when I say it differently from Lao Zhang? ”

The No. 1 Ghost Prison in the United States is part of the Paranormal Research and Defense Agency, and it is said that it is hidden in the black soil of the western region, and it is rare for outsiders to see it. However, the Paranormal Research and Defense Agency and the Manchester Rosist Consortium are not in the same group, and no one knows who is in charge of the First Ghost Prison.

So the head of the demon suppression was there hehehe, sneered, said, blow, continue to blow.

I watched coldly from the side, and found that although He Zhonghua was talking non-stop, his feet were still slowly circling in circles. At first, I thought that why China was carefully observing how vicious the contents of this coffin were.

Later, I found out that every time He Zhonghua walked around the coffin, there was a layer of tiny ant-like ghost inscriptions underground.

Those ghost texts hung down from the cloth strips of the demon knife and ghosts, and spread quickly on the ground. Because the light inside the ghost prison was dim, and the ghost texts were as thin as cow's hair, no one present noticed anything wrong.

It's because my eyes have been strongly trained in Prison Thirteen that I can pay attention.

At that moment, I was in high spirits, and I said in my heart that the second boss really had two brushes, and it seemed that he was not really as good as he appeared.

He Zhonghua walked around the coffin for nine laps before stopping, and the head of the demon suppression sneered beside him, saying, even if you turn around a few more times, you still have to die. Is it interesting to procrastinate? What is the difference between dying now and dying later?

How do you know that this time He Zhonghua didn't give him a bickering, but grinned, and the demon knife suddenly swung out, clicking, and cutting those iron chains with the thickness of the forearm by two!

I looked at the scattered iron chains, and gasped in shock,! So strong?

I always thought that the demon knife and the ghost suppression only had a great effect on dealing with things like ghosts, ghosts, zombies, and evil spirits, but He Zhonghua's hand let me know what it means to sharpen iron like mud and what it means to destroy withering and decaying!

Even the demon suppressors who had been gloating were stunned.

He Zhonghua didn't pay attention to the stunned demon suppressors at all, after the demon knife and the demon suppressed the ghosts cut off the iron chains, he raised his eyebrows, and slashed on the coffin lid with a knife, and the sharp blade directly sank into the coffin lid, and countless small ghost texts kept changing, and then crawled all over the coffin.

Now the corpse king inside finally couldn't help it, if the coffin was covered with ghost text, it wouldn't even have the ability to come out by itself. While the ghost text had not yet spread throughout the coffin, only a click was heard, and the coffin lid was directly broken by the palm of his hand.

The palms of this hand are all purple, and the nails are like knives, and the power is infinite. With a wave of his hand, the coffin lid flew straight out. He Zhonghua slashed unhurriedly, and the hard coffin board shattered in half on the spot.

This coffin is made of golden silk nanmu, not to mention the hard texture, it is also extremely heavy, and the corners of the coffin are wrapped in copper skin, even if ordinary people use a saw to saw, they can't see it for a while.

Unexpectedly, he was split into two pieces by He Zhonghua.

That's when I realized how powerful the second boss was! It's no wonder that after the domestic iron fungus was seriously injured, the two owners of the Yin and Yang shop became models for the exorcists in the north!

The Corpse King may have sensed the danger, and his body jumped out of the coffin, and the flesh on the head of this thing was rotten, leaving only two eye sockets and Sen Ran's big fangs. The main thing is that his left fingernail is long, pitch black and hard like a knife.

But the right hand was broken at the wrist, and there was no so-called right hand at all!

At that time, I was stunned, and I still silently recited a few words in my heart, the prison warden's knife, the water monkey's teeth, and the corpse king's right hand crawling all over the ground.

But what's going on? Didn't you say that the right hand of the corpse king crawled all over the ground? The corpse king doesn't have a right hand, so why is he crawling all over the ground?

He Zhonghua was obviously stunned, but he was obviously much calmer than me, and he didn't care too much about where the corpse king's right hand was, anyway, for him, it was the same for the corpse king with or without a right hand, first cut the corpse king into pieces, and then go to the coffin to find out where the right hand was.

Only Zhang Wuren stood outside Cell No. 8 frowning, not knowing what he was thinking. Opposite Zhang Wuren, the head of the demon suppression was proud, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

All of a sudden, I seemed to think of something, but I couldn't say what it was, and I always felt that something was wrong......

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