Xu Kai left.

With endless nostalgia and guilt for this cruel world.

The familiar thin face was pale and cold, without a trace of warmth, somewhat calm, with a faint sense of relief remaining.

Perhaps this is Xu Kai's last bit of resistance to the chaos of the world that he is powerless to resist.

Pang Yuan slowly stood up, staring blankly at the young corpses on the tall wooden fence.

The eyes are deep, reflecting a lonely reflection.

His face was complicated, the surging emotions in his mind violently hit his chest, and his naturally hanging fingertips trembled slightly, and he didn't move for a long time.

At this time, the jailers who heard the sound had already surrounded the place, severely reprimanded the slave prisoners who were making a noise, and quickly controlled the situation.

Their attention was not focused on the corpse hanging in the air, but on Pang Yuan, who was standing in the cell.

According to many investigations, searching for traces, and the incident in which Raymond and the other three people were killed one after another yesterday has roughly come to an end, Pang Yuan has become the first object of suspicion.

In addition, the reddish-brown haired slave Ah Kun failed to pretend to be crazy and stupid, but in the end he obediently confided the truth and restored the truth of the murder.

Many jailers and men in black were on guard.

Many of them saw the tragic situation of Raymond and the others, and their hearts shook and frightened, and at this time, as if they were facing a great enemy, their eyes locked on Pang Yuan, who was quiet and motionless in the cell.

Several jailers cautiously opened the cell, put down Xu Kai's cold and stiff body, and carried it away together.

During this period, they kept staring at Pang Yuan's movements, and they were a little apprehensive in their hearts, but fortunately, Pang Yuan did not move, just stood quietly in place.

The nervous jailers couldn't help but put their minds at ease, brought heavy shackles and shackles to Pang Yuan, who was still a little stunned, and took him away to the confinement room to wait for treatment.

A group of heavily armed men in black followed closely, expressionless and sword in hand, alert for a possible situation.

In the long corridor, the group gradually left, and the footsteps were a little chaotic.

Pang Yuan was firmly surrounded by several jailers in the center, holding his arms, and he walked very slowly.

The sticky plasma on his hands had not had time to be washed yesterday, and now it has long since dried up, and his skin is covered with a layer of blood.

"Hurry up!

Seeing that Pang Yuan was walking slowly, a young jailer was a little impatient, so he scolded, and then stretched out his hand to push him.

"Stop. ”

The faces of the old jailers beside him changed instantly, and several old but powerful big hands instantly firmly controlled his arms.

The young jailer's face froze, and someone shook his head at the young jailer vaguely, forcing him to the back of the advancing line.

Pang Yuan, who was silent, lowered his head, and did not notice the changes around him at all, and he did not understand.

The other side.

"Send someone to search the cell where Raymond and his two subordinates are located, and search me carefully, inside and out, without missing the slightest!"

In the luxurious and gorgeous room, the light smoke curled and the fragrance was overflowing, and Manager Wei still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of coldness, and he gave the order.

"Yes!"

In front of Chief Wei, the two cronies and jailers hurriedly nodded and obeyed the order and retreated.

On the soft and wide bed, Manager Wei's face was faintly obscured by the smoke in the air, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

"Pang Yuan, Pang Yuan......"

His lips quivered, and he muttered to himself, and a small voice came out, indifferent.

After Raymond's death, after dealing with the scene of the corpse, Manager Wei decisively ordered to send someone to loot the remaining savings and property that Raymond hid in the cell and collect it for himself.

He has coveted these riches for a long time, but he has not been able to do it before, and now he will naturally not be polite.

A cramped and cold confinement room.

Pang Yuan clasped his hands on his shoulders and sat down slowly against the solid wall without saying a word.

The figure of Xu Kai still clearly appeared in his heart, and yesterday's quarrel faintly echoed.

Pang Yuan's inner emotions were complex and surging, and Xu Kai's suicide gave him a great shock.

At this moment, Pang Yuan felt that this prison was very cold, very dark, extremely unfamiliar, his breath was gloomy, and he was almost out of breath when he was depressed.

This made him very uncomfortable, and his heart was heavy, and he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Pang Yuan buried his head in his lap.

Surprisingly, the matter subsided quickly.

Pang Yuan was only symbolically locked in a dark confinement room for two days, and no one came to take care of him, so he was released by the guards and jailers.

Raymond and the others are dead, and the original power has collapsed and been divided among the forces of other slave prisoners.

Moreover, Pang Yuan, as a strong slave warrior who came out of the Colosseum twice, has a different value and status.

Therefore, it is natural that the black prison will not severely punish him for a few dead slave prisoners.

Of course, what Pang Yuan didn't know was that the indifferent leader of the man in black also had orders behind his back, so things would be resolved so smoothly.

On the new day, the prisoners went out to work as usual, and the long corridor fell into peace.

"Whoa... Whoa..."

The crisp sound of chains dragging the ground was faintly heard, getting closer and closer, accompanied by the sound of footsteps that became clearer and clearer.

In the distance, the silhouettes of several people appeared in the corridor, and at the foreground was an extremely majestic figure.

It was Pang Yuan who had just come out of the confinement room.

At this time, Pang Yuan's strong body was carrying the largest heavy shackles of the characteristics, which was eye-catching.

Dragged on his feet were astonishingly thick black iron shackles, the thickness of a wrist, hard and firm.

"Rumble~Rumble~"

A strange, low sound caught the attention of the jailer as it passed, like the sound of a heavy object crushing solid ground.

I saw that on the thick shackles of Pang Yuan's feet, a black iron cable that was not too long extended backwards, and the end of the iron cable was connected to an extremely large round iron ball!

This round ball of hard iron was pitch black and dull, as if it were trying to suck in all the light.

The round iron ball is extremely large, the surface is extremely rough, the diameter is almost difficult for a person to hold, and it is the size of a small water tank, and you don't need to think about it to know that the weight is amazing and heavy.

The heavy round iron ball slowly rolled behind as Pang Yuan moved forward, violently crushing the ground under him, making the solid ground make an overwhelming sound.

"Rumble ~ Rumble..."

Several jailers who happened to pass by were attracted by this scene, and involuntarily got out of the way to look secretly, and couldn't help but secretly sigh in their hearts.

The strange heavy shackles on Pang Yuan's body were specially made equipment in the black prison, and the weight was amazing, and it was prepared for those special and fierce people in the prison who were extremely dangerous.

Because of Pang Yuan's strong strength, he brutally killed Lei Meng and the other three before, and his methods were brutal and bloody.

This also attracted the attention of the black prison side, and this heavy pitch-black iron ball was specially added to restrict Pang Yuan's movements, and at the same time warn others to prevent him from breaking out and hurting people.

Pang Yuan didn't care.

Although this huge and round iron ball was amazingly heavy, it did not have much impact on Pang Yuan, and I am afraid that this kind of thing could not be resisted by him.

Not long after walking like this, Pang Yuan and the jailer behind him came to a large and tidy cell, with complete living facilities, no less than half a point inferior to Raymond's room before.

It wasn't the cell he used to be, and it wasn't the same cell he used to be.

In Pang Yuan's eyes, which were covered by his messy hair, his eyes flickered, and he had some doubts in his heart.

A jailer next to him obviously saw the confusion in Pang Yuan's eyes, and stepped forward to explain to him.

Only then did Pang Yuan understand.

It turned out that after the fatal incident.

In order to avoid causing further trouble, the Black Prison directly transferred him out of the original prison and changed him to a suitable lenient cell, which was the privilege of the Colosseum warriors.

This is not a bad thing after all, Pang Yuan nodded lightly and stepped forward.

Several jailers removed the heavy shackles from his body, and because of the staggering weight, the jailers placed the shackles and chains directly on the outside side of the cell.

In this way, Pang Yuan came to a new cell, and the boring life in the black prison fell into calm again.

Meanwhile.

In this level of prison, a number of strange slave prisoners have entered, and their appearance is different from ordinary people.

The new slaves were of all heights, relatively white in complexion, with a high nose bridge, well-defined eye sockets, and a faint light blue glow at the base of their pupils.

It looks like it's from a distant Western empire. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?