Every two weeks, there is a large-scale outrage in Kamui Prison. Being locked underground for a long time is not a small dark and damp room, but it can still make people feel anxious. If it were an ordinary prison, it would be fine, who would dare to resist? Teach him to be a man and send him to heaven!

But Shenwei Prison is obviously different, the underground layer is imprisoned at the level of suffering, and when it is taken to the earth, every one of them is a superhero and a super criminal. And the harm level imprisoned on the second underground floor can basically make a cameo appearance as the big boss. Some of these extraordinary prisoners have strong backgrounds, some have important intelligence and technology, and some are indispensable danger thugs or valuable scapegoats for the government.

In order to allow the majority of prisoners to develop healthily physically and mentally, and not to run away at every turn, the warden believes that at least twice a month, the prisoners should have more contact with their fellow inmates in other districts and release their irritability. If the affected area is good, you can make an exception to go to the small island on the surface to enjoy the day, and the other prisoners can only move freely in the central square.

After coming to Shenwei Prison, because of the installation of receiving devices, Cesar followed Master G to every prison in the district, and he was also familiar with his face, but he had not yet joined in the excitement of the rare grand occasion of 'big release', and his heart was full of curiosity. I don't know if it's going to be more than the ring, releasing the male hormones that have accumulated for a long time? Or a group of big men holding hands and sitting on a recliner eating ice cream? Or a large-scale reading event to stretch out their bodies and minds? Or a political commissar's brainwashing speech? Or something else?

After understanding Cesara's thoughts, Em didn't talk nonsense. He took the boy to his room, and among the dazzling array of ordnance, he chose a multifunctional portable machine gun, and then took out two strings of 1,000 rounds from the box.

"This is an ordinary commodity, useful in the harmful area?" Looking at the domineering but limited power of the machine gun, Cesar's eyes were full of suspicion.

If this thing is taken to any underground gang in the Central Region, it can be called a supreme artifact for grabbing territory and smashing the field. Even police stations don't equip this kind of thing, only the military and mercenaries use it. But for those who are capable, it is a bit insufficient. Cesar considered himself a fly. You can blast this. A little magic fly flies into the barrel of the gun and then blew itself up, and everything is OK! In his opinion, at least the chain should be replaced with a refueled magic bullet. Even so. It may not be able to threaten the level of harm.

"Of course this thing is useless. But it's there in a moment. Keep up!" Em lit a cigarette, then ignored Cesar, and instead opened the door and walked towards the garbage heap opposite. "Belikov, open the door, there is business!"

The crystal door was opened, and garbage bags, rusty iron sheets, wood chips and other garbage inside slowly flowed out of the door.

"Come in!" came the strange duck voice from inside the cell.

Cesar stood on tiptoe curiously, wanting to see the other man's true face. After living in the South Third District for half a month, he has not yet observed the appearance of this dead house head-on.

Walking into the cell with garbage, a dry corpse man wearing a nightcap, skinny to the bone, sunken eyes, lying on the wooden table of the lamp, slowly turned his head, looked at Em, and asked, "What do you want to transform? What are you going to exchange?"

"Two cigarettes, transforming these two strings of bullets into spiral bullets that can threaten the hazard level. ”

"Are you joking?" the dry corpse twitched his eyelids unhappily, and said coldly: "Go outside and inquire, the high-grade bullets I have modified are sold in terms of 'one'." Harm-level bullets, two cigarettes, forgive me for not sending them!"

"Don't see the outside! This is not the outside, and you regular prisoners will have a hard time ordering items from outside names. If my two cigarettes are sold in other districts, they will definitely be able to sell at a sky-high price. Em hehe hehehe, and continued to bargain.

"Then you can go to another district. ”

"Don't worry, listen to me first, I'll let you transform the bullet without a time limit. Let's do the math, can I trade these two cigarettes for a harm-level spiral bullet that never degrades?" asked Em.

"Of course, the power of my modified bullets will never be weakened!" said the dry corpse, feeling that he was being looked down upon.

"Well, you've put a lot of effort into transforming it, so that this bullet can last for a hundred years and still fire normally. Now, I'll exchange these two cigarettes for 2,000 bullets that can only last for one day? 2,000 days, not a hundred years?" asked Emby, gesturing his finger.

"Oh, you want me to strengthen for just one day? That's not going to work, it's too draining. The corpse shook his head.

"Hey, do you see this kid? The bullet is for him, he's a newcomer to South 3, our new neighbor. Isn't it possible for every new customer in your business to get a discount? By the way, this kid is very familiar with Old Man G, and the dissecter even cut a witch for him. And Charva...... In short, there is no harm in serving him well. Em reported the background of Cesar in a rambling manner, and there were all the bigwigs in the South Third District behind him, and the young man's worth was blown very high, and the corpse did not dare to deal with it at will.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of you, bring the bullets. ”

Placing two strings of bullets on the table, Belikov hung his hands in the air with his palms on the chains. Then, one bullet after another began to twist and rotate unnaturally, eventually turning into a strange bullet full of threads, but the general shape was still the same as before, and it did not affect the shooting.

Cesar watched for a long time, but did not notice any special energy fluctuations, and the bullet had nothing but a spiral. It only took a few twists to kill him?, and with a puzzled head, Cesar was dragged back into the room by Em.

......

"This thing is powerful?" asked Cesar, fiddling with the bullet chain in his hand, back in Em's room.

"It's okay. Belikov, like you, is a hazard level, and he is able to inflict the lethality of ordinary bullets on a physical level. When the bullet is spiraled by him, in addition to the strong muzzle velocity, it will rotate additionally and release a unique 'spiral force'. Ordinary bullets like this, after being spiraled by him, can pose a threat to ordinary harm levels, and all two thousand rounds are fired, and if the opponent does not have special defense means, they will generally die. Remove the bullets. He can also spiral other items such as arrowheads, spears, and triangular thorns. The higher the quality of the item itself, the more powerful it will be when spiraled. A bullet that threatens the 'hazard' will become the top special bullet of the hazard level when it is spiraled. ”

Em explained it roughly, and in Cesar's mind, a low-cost and cheap artifact made of two steel bars instantly appeared, a spear of Longinus that could pierce the AT position! If Belikov could sell a vein of the world that matched his attributes after he was released from prison, he would be able to sell artifacts on a large scale.

"It's just a matter of letting the wind go. Is it necessary to engage in such a big battle?"

"This is the harm zone. The inmates in the other cells are not as harmonious as those in the South 3rd District. Although the old man G and the dissecter have a very high status in the Shenwei Prison, there are also people who do not bird them. You're just a sufferer, and anyone can bully you. Put on these two strings of bullets. It saves a lot of trouble. Em replied.

"Thank you very much! I'll go back to my room first. Good bye. Putting away the machine gun and bullets, Cesar went back to his room and began to organize his belongings. Then take out a bottle of perfume and a can of sugar, and feed Camilla and the little embryo dinner.

During the night, Cesar stroked the spiraling bullet when a flash of light flashed in his mind. His own magic flies have the bloodline of killer bees, and at the end of each magic fly, there is a tail needle with a defense-breaking attribute. It's a pity that the demon fly is low in phytogen, and it is rarely used to prick needles except for self-explosion and reconnaissance. When you encounter a weak creature, you can use the tail needle or not, and when you encounter a strong species, the tail needle can't pierce it.

If Belikov's talent can be reduced to a technique, the magic fly will have a new attack method, and the virus will be discharged through the reinforced tail needle, which will be more efficient and accurate than the transmission of the virus through guò breathing. The amount of virus that enters the body through guò breathing is small, and it is easy to be immunized, and the effect is slow, but when a large amount of blood vessels are injected through guò, the results are different.

Find a way to copy Belikov's talent, obtain the power of the spiral, and then create a drill magic fly, and from then on, Tianyuan broke through.

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The next day, Cesar followed Xia Ya and Em to the second basement floor of the deep sea, the main square of the district, to experience the special style of the Shenwei Prison.

Yesterday's tournament had just ended, and the atmosphere in the square was bustling with excitement today, with all kinds of prisoners gathering together to demand compensation from those who bet on the championship but lost. Then they disagreed, and they fought. Seeing the fire and scene of flying sand and rocks, lightning and thunder, the prison guards patrolling in the distance trembled for a while, and then walked to the side without looking. It's boring to stop these people.

At this time, Cesar, dressed in a blue and white prison uniform, a pair of slippers, carrying a machine gun on his shoulder, and two strings of spiral bullets wrapped around him, followed Xia Ya, who was dressed in summer short-sleeved shorts. Seeing the two chains, the prisoners who were not well-intentioned retreated.

There is no prisoner in the Shenwei Prison who does not know Belikov. For example, the Heavenly King Prison Tyrant of the East, West, South, and North regions has to order a large number of 'spiral toothbrushes' from Belikov every week, using them as capital to rule the prisons under their jurisdiction. Everyone is harmful, the gap is not obvious, and ten intermediate levels are forced to join forces, and they can also overturn one harm. If you want to sit firmly in the position of the boss, the most important thing is equipment, don't look at the plastic toothbrush is inconspicuous, after being transformed by Belikov, it has become a fantasy weapon capable of killing gods!

"Is it so messy every time the wind is released?" Cesar said curiously, following Charya's side.

Around him, there were all kinds of prisoners, hooking up with each other, chatting with each other, talking about love, fighting, fortune tellers, selling things, almost as cluttered as a small market, and even a goblin grandfather, who was standing on a wooden box, lecturing a group of werewolves, and Cesar could faintly hear 'what kind of special breathing...... Control the number of times your muscles tremble...... Murderous intent erupts...... Feel the ...... with the eyes of your heart Goblin Dragon Yin Bahuang Fist!'.

"Well, it's actually pretty good here. It's hard to meet so many evils outside, and even if there are large gatherings, each of those evils is pretentious and difficult to deal with. The difference here is that these prisoners have been imprisoned for a long time and have become numb and tired, so they cherish this opportunity to find someone to confide in each other and provoke and fight everywhere to relieve their feelings. Although these guys are not top-notch, they have some secret skills and treasures, and these things are the most useless in the Divine Prison. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can find some treasures or secret techniques from them. Well, I'll show you how. ”

Xia Ya took the time to explain, and then she took out her hand to stop a big man who splashed jam on her shoes, no matter how the other party apologized, she bit it to death, and finally the big man shot angrily, and then was beaten by Xia Ya and knocked unconscious. Before leaving, Xia Ya ripped off the gemstone necklace around the big man's neck and put it in his pocket, leaving Cesar, who was watching from the sidelines, stunned.

After wandering around the square for more than half an hour, Cesar exchanged a box of magic flies for two bottles of precious ancient perfume from the hands of a tree man. One bottle for Charya, and one bottle for Camilla for dinner. Then, at the newsstand next to the fountain, he met Em, who was buying magazines.

At this time, Em was different from the past, he wore the same pumpkin hood on his head that was covered in blood but did not drip off. The mask's mouth was full of canine teeth, and his eyes were burning with flames, and he looked extremely evil, and a powerful aura emanated from his body. On the opposite side of Em, a bucktoothed man who was clearly his enemy stared at him with a look of resentment and unwillingness, and did not make a move.

According to Xia Ya's introduction, that bucktooth and his accomplices were both tragedies sent in by Em, and now that the enemies see each other, they are naturally very blushing. However, they were afraid of Em's equipment, and did not dare to act rashly. Eme's own strength is very average, stronger than ordinary people, barely reaching the level of suffering, and if he gets serious, Cesar can defeat him. But Em's strengths are all in that mask.

This flaming, blood-soaked mask of an evil pumpkin head is not an ordinary item, but Em's biological armor. When the hood is on, the pumpkin head will merge with Em's body, turning into a layer of biological armor that covers his body. The pumpkin mask is inspired by the witch's tentacle costume. When Em puts on the mask, his strength will rise from the lowest to the worst. In addition, Em has a large piece of external creature armor that, when equipped, will become as large as a giant and increase in strength to the most harmful.

Recognizing the gap between the two sides, Bucktooth spat unwillingly and walked to the other side with his friends.

Just as Cesar was about to step forward to greet Em, there was a commotion not far away. Romand, who lived across the street from Cesar, was surrounded by a group of big men in tight vests. Some of the strong men tugged at their vests, constantly revealing their chest muscles. Some smiled philosophically, chilling at the sight.

"What do you want, newcomer?" asked Rommond with a displeased expression as he looked at the black vest he was heading.

These strong men were imprisoned en masse two months ago. They were originally eightfolds born in one child, and their orientation was collectively abnormal, and after knocking down nearly a hundred cute boys' papers in the Southern Regions in a row, they were finally arrested by the righteous heroes of the association and thrown into prison.

This group of people has just arrived, their strength is not weak, coupled with the unity of brothers, no one can control it for a while, and in the four 'big releases', they have gone from being cautious at the beginning to being unscrupulous now. Now it's even more of a veteran criminal, Rommond, in the middle!

"What do you want? You look white and tender, and you fit our brother's aesthetic standards, what do you say we want?" said the big brother in the black vest.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......" The second brother in the red vest laughed evilly.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-......", "Hahahaha......", "Oh-roar-roar-roar......"

"Don't push me!" Romond muttered, bowing his head.

Seeing him like this, the criminals who were familiar with his background stepped back one after another, with a frightened expression on their faces. The sinful and degraded beast, the Hermes Demon King is going crazy!

However, the new didn't know the inside story, and thought that Rodmond was scared, and his arrogance became even more arrogant.

"What are you going to do?" the eldest brother scoffed.

In his opinion, this playboy with a mustache and a flirtatious temperament is obviously the kind of guy who has no strength. And I heard that this guy is in the third district of the south, which is a well-known 'old, weak, sick and disabled recuperation resort', and it is not aggressive. The brothers have been hungry for two months, and now they can finally satisfy their hunger!

"You guys!" Romond looked up, looked around the crowd coldly, and said word by word, "Don't... Push me... Summon, Rainbow Ponies!" (To be continued......)

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