After a while, the howling stopped, and all the prisoners became honest again, and no one dared to make a sound anymore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, they still looked at Guo Qingyang, who was escorted all the way to the innermost, with the same eyes as looking at novel animals, and didn't understand who this guy was.

"Damn, what the hell is this guy, it looks like he's going to be locked up in the innermost death cell!"

"Open open! I bet this guy won't survive today! A tube of nutrients! ”

"I bet this guy won't last three hours, two tubes of nutrients!"

“……”

After Guo Qingyang was escorted by the two heavily armed guards and walked directly to the innermost part of the corridor, the prisoners behind him began to mumble again.

Guo Qingyang's hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he naturally heard all these whispered conversations clearly, and his doubts couldn't help but be even worse.

"Death cell? It sounds awesome, but I don't know what kind of characters are being held inside? But what do these guys mean by locking themselves up in that place? ”

Guo Qingyang has decided that if he has a chance to come out in the future, he must make the two guys who caught him come in look good. Well, at the very least, they have to fight because they can't take care of themselves!

The long corridor finally came to an end, a cell more than twice as large as any of the previous cells, divided into small sections, the largest of which was where a dozen or so prisoners of various descriptions lay or sit.

Although these prisoners are old and young, tall, short, fat and thin, they have a common feature on their faces, that is, they all hide a fierce edge.

In particular, one of them, a middle-aged man as strong as an iron tower with a long scar on his face, was lying there with a large bald head, occupying more than a third of the area, and was looking up at the top of the cell in a bored manner, as if something was attracting all his attention from the iron-gray metal dome.

Even Guo Qingyang was escorted by two guards, he didn't react at all, just blinked his eyelids from time to time, and never left the ceiling.

This is what the prisoners call the death cell?

Guo Qingyang's eyes swept inside, and he had a general understanding of the distribution inside.

In addition to this area, which seems to be inhabited by prisoners, there is also a shower room and a toilet, which seems to be much better than the conditions of the previous cells.

But no matter how good it looks, it's still a prison cell for prisoners.

Sure enough, the two guards escorted Guo Qingyang to the front of the cell and stopped, and then one of them took out the key and opened the alloy cell door of the cell, pushed Guo Qingyang in, and muttered:

"Hey, boy, give you a piece of advice, be honest when you go in, or we won't care if anything happens!"

The corners of Guo Qingyang's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile: Whatever happens, don't you care about it? If so, that's great.

After Guo Qingyang entered, the entire death cell became a little weird.

A total of fifteen inmates inside had completely occupied the rest area, leaving little room at all.

Seeing Guo Qingyang being imprisoned, these people didn't say anything, only a few of them glanced at it casually, and then turned their heads and chatted softly.

Only the bald man like an iron tower, still without any movement, lay there on all fours, staring at the ceiling without focus, not caring at all that there was another person in it.

Guo Qingyang looked inside, found a slightly empty corner, walked over, and prepared to sit down and analyze the strange world he had come into.

However, as soon as he raised his foot, more than a dozen people inside couldn't help but turn their heads to look at them, their eyes were full of indifference, and they seemed to be full of strong hostility, so they looked at Guo Qingyang quietly.

Guo Qingyang's brows furrowed imperceptibly slightly, and he raised his legs again and walked towards the corner he had just chosen.

This time, a sturdy young man with cold eyes stood up suddenly, tilted his head and walked in front of Guo Qingyang, looked him up and down, and then pulled the corners of his mouth and said:

"Hey, new kid, your place is over there!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the cramped bathroom next to him, with a posture of "You roll over there for Lao Tzu, you are not welcome here".

Guo Qingyang didn't pause at all, and walked straight to the place he had chosen.

"Ha, boy, you're looking for death!"

The stout young man's face was full of anger, as if his authority had been provoked, and his right fist brought a whirring sound and beckoned to Guo Qingyang's side face.

Seeing that there was a conflict here, the rest of the people couldn't help but show a look of watching a good show on their faces, waiting to see the scene of Guo Qingyang being beaten by this punch and bleeding for a long time.

The bald man lying on his back still didn't react in the slightest, his eyes as if they were firmly absorbed by the metal ceiling.

Where could Guo Qingyang be hit by such an attack, he made a slight mistake under his feet to give up a little distance, and the young man's fist swung into the air.

Then, without waiting for the young prisoner to do it again, Guo Qingyang's right hand waved out at random as if chasing flies, and his palm gently slapped on his face, but there was a crisp sound of "pop".

The blood light appeared, Guo Qingyang's seemingly random wave of his hand directly pulled the young prisoner out, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth in mid-air, and then his body fell to the ground heavily, and he couldn't get up for a while.

". Target! him for me! ”

The young prisoner couldn't imagine that Guo Qingyang would dare to resist, and he also slapped out a few of his teeth inexplicably, his heart was full of anger, where could he still bear it, and jumped up directly and threw himself at Guo Qingyang again.

At the same time, except for the tower-like bald man in the room, all the prisoners moved, and quickly surrounded Guo Qingyang in the middle.

Guo Qingyang didn't show the slightest look of fear on his face, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, glanced at these people, and said:

"It's useful if there are a lot of people, so let's try it? I just heard the guard say, no matter what happens in the death cell, they don't care, is it true? ”

A trace of fierce killing intent has already accumulated looming in Guo Qingyang's body, ready to explode violently at any time. (To be continued.) )