Weng Lin immediately gave an order to a group of men: "Everyone should look for me in the city, if I find him......"

"What if you find it?" The big man next to him asked.

"Just be polite, don't let him notice anything, and don't let him die here." Speaking of this, Weng Lin suppressed his anger and his tone became normal.

He knew that if Qu Ember did come back, the best way would be to be polite and let him leave on his own.

The big man who had been hugged by Qu Ember began to call the people at the sentry, and when he learned that they didn't see Qu Ember come back, this made Weng Lin a little relieved.

Just as everyone began to spread and look for Qu Ash's traces, the big man hesitated for a moment, and finally said to Weng Lin: "Boss, ...... just now"

"What?"

Weng Lin looked at him with a slight gaze.

"When he hugged me just now, he asked me a question."

"What?"

Weng Lin had a bad feeling in his heart.

He asked me in a whisper, asking me to see where the prisoners were.

Weng Lin's face changed, "Let's go!" ”

He immediately got into the Humvee and asked the driver to take him somewhere.

As for Qu Ember at this time, he had already come to the backtown area of the Barbarian Tribe No. 89 and was standing in front of a building.

Although there is no sign for this building, judging from the white and blue colors on the walls, it looks like a former police station.

At this point, the door was closed, and there seemed to be no one inside.

After hugging the big man before, he knew that there were a lot of prisoners held here.

Just as Qu Ember was thinking about how to get in, he saw three people coming with a cart.

Qu Ember stood aside and hidden, and the three people seemed to be coming towards where he was.

Sure enough, the three pushed the cart to the outside of the police station, and one of them took out the key to open the chain, and then the three walked in.

Qu Ember followed behind them, and at the same time he noticed that the contents of the trolley's cart seemed to be drenched water, and it smelled of a foul smell.

Inside, there is a hallway.

The situation here was exactly the same as what Qu Shen saw in the big man's mind. The hallway is lined with office-like rooms. Inside, though, the rooms were converted into cells.

In the cell, there are prisoners.

He still doesn't know who the prisoners are or why they're being held here.

In addition, Qu Yan also had a thought in his heart, whether Miss Yan would have escaped from the prison here in the first place.

This also makes sense, Miss Hikko said that she knew a steward here.

Following the three of them to the end, Qu Shen saw that in the cells on the left and right, each room was holding seven or eight prisoners.

The men, dressed in rags and unkempt, lay in the corners, squatted against the wall, and lay on the ground, each extremely weak, with no sparkle in their eyes.

A large swarm of flies flew around their bodies, and a smell of sweat and sourness filled the air, stimulating Qu Ash's olfactory cells.

When the three people in the cart appeared, the eyes of the people in the cell who were originally stagnant erupted into a little crazy.

Lying or sitting, they immediately rushed up, crashed into the iron fence and reached out to scratch out.

Two of the three people in the cart each took out an iron spoon covered with black dirt, scooped a spoonful of water from the bucket, and poured it into a slanted iron trough outside the iron fence.

The prisoners in the cells grabbed them with their dirty palms and quickly stuffed them into their mouths, gobbling them up one by one.

"It's time to eat!"

As we went, the man pushing the cart shouted in a playful tone.

When the people in the cell behind heard this, they all got up and rushed to the iron bar, and while reaching out to grab it, they were still screaming something indistinctly.

They only had one meal in two days, and each one of them was hungry to the point of madness.

Although there was a lot of water in a large bucket, it was all fed after a round trip.

The three of them threw the spoon into the bucket, then pushed the cart and sang a little song to go back in the direction they had come.

Qu Ember, who had cast the invisibility spell, stood in place, and it wasn't until the three of them left that he made his way to the last cell.

Standing in front of the cell, he saw that inside was a man with a short beard who looked short and strong.

In this cell, he is the only one who is locked up, which is enough to see that the identity of the other party should be unusual.

Qu Ash's systematic task is to deal with these prisoners.

This is actually not too difficult for him, because these people are all like this, and they are still imprisoned, and they have no combat effectiveness.

It's just that before he gets to deal with these people, he's going to figure something out.

Waiting for the three people pushing the cart to disappear at the end of the corridor, Qu Ash's figure appeared.

When he saw that there was suddenly an extra person outside the cell, the short-bearded man in the cell was startled, looked at Qu Shen and asked, "...... you?"

Before the other party could speak, Qu Ember motioned for him to be quiet.

The short-bearded man was startled, he noticed that Qu Ember didn't seem to be in the same group as those people just now, which made his eyes burst with two hopes.

I saw him cautiously groping over, through a layer of iron fence, and whispered to Qu Yan: "Who are you?" ”

"Give me your hand." Qu Ember directly used the magic sound spell.

Under his magic spell, the short-bearded man in the iron fence was stunned for a moment, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

Because of his disgust, Qu Ember only touched the back of the other party's hand with one fingertip, and while using the mind-reading spell, he also used the magic sound spell to ask: "Who are you and why are you being locked up here." ”

"We are all tribal stewards, and we are locked up here because the current tribal leader is fake, and he took the place of the previous chief, so he locked us all up."

Qu Ember used the mind-reading spell to find that the short-bearded man's answers were consistent with his inner thoughts.

This made him a little surprised, the leader of the tribe number 89 turned out to be a fake?

"Who is the current tribal leader?" Qu Ember was a little curious, where did that Weng Lin come out, and why did he take the position of the real leader.

At the same time, he finally knew why Weng Lin's entire body was fake, because his identity was fake.

The short-bearded man shook his head, "I don't know, but he's very powerful." ”

"What kind of means?" Qu Ash's expression moved slightly.

The short-bearded man had a hint of fear on his face, "He can divide people into many pieces." ”

Through the mind-reading mantra, Qu Ember knew the meaning of dividing into many pieces, which was literally the same.

In this way, Weng Lin is likely to be a mutant, or a person with special abilities.

After thinking about it, he continued to ask the short-bearded man, "Are you a deviant?" ”

"It's not." The other party replied firmly.

"What about them?" As he spoke, Qu Ember looked at the other people who were being detained.

"Not really." The short-bearded man shook his head.

This made Qu Ember difficult, these people seemed to be either abnormal or ordinary people.

His system is not a dark system, and through all these years of contact, he feels that the system should not allow him to solve a group of ordinary people.

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Is this the only place where prisoners are held?" ”

"There's another place." The short-bearded man replied.

Qu Ash's pupils contracted slightly, and it turned out that there were other places.

"Where." He guides the other side.

"In the basement."

"Where's the basement?"

The short-bearded man was about to answer when Qu Ember heard a commotion at the end of the hallway.

He immediately let go of the other party's hand, cast the invisibility spell, and hid in the corner.

The short-bearded man in the cell was startled by the means by which Qu Ember disappeared out of thin air, but he was also extremely clever, and immediately retracted to his original place, and sat down on the ground again, with his back against the wall, looking extremely weak.

With the sound of footsteps, a group of people rushed in with guns, led by Weng Lin.

He limped with his cane, but walked fast.

Weng Lin led a team of gun-wielding men and walked directly to the deepest part of the cell. As he walked by, his eyes were still looking inside.

The doors of each cell were intact, and there were no fewer people in them.

When the prisoners in the cell saw him appear, they all showed obvious fear, as if they were afraid of him, and even their bodies were shrinking back.

When he walked to the last cell and found that the short-bearded man inside was also there, Weng Lin breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

At the same time, he was puzzled, because he searched everywhere, but he didn't see Qu Ash's figure.

This gave rise to a suspicion in his heart, maybe Qu Ember didn't come back.

With this in mind, he returned with a group of men and locked the gate.

When the group left, Qu Ash's figure reappeared.

The short-bearded man stepped forward, he grabbed the iron bar, "Let me out, as long as you let me out, I'll tell you where that prison is." ”

Qu Ember held his chin and pondered, although he could use the Magic Sound Spell and the Mind Reading Spell to know the answer he wanted, he felt that it seemed to be a good idea to release these people, because it would add a lot of trouble to that Weng Lin.

In addition, Weng Lin would have rushed here, perhaps because the big man had told him that he had asked where the prison was. By letting these people out and causing chaos, he will be able to rush to the place where the prisoners are actually being held.

He looked at the large lock of the cell, then grabbed a rebar with one hand, lifted one foot, stepped on another rebar several times apart, and began to push forward hard.

The cell was transformed, and the hardness of the steel bar was not up to standard at all, and ordinary people had no choice, but with the power of the embers, the steel bar was slowly deformed.

When he reached a width that could accommodate a person out, he stopped.

The short-bearded man came out of it, his breathing becoming rapid, and his eyes burst into a terrifying light.

If he wasn't afraid of luring people over, he would probably have to look up to the sky and howl to vent his emotions.

Qu Ember came to the second cell, where some of the people were still sucking the juice from their fingers, and some were digging out the remaining moldy rice grains in the iron trough.

When they saw him suddenly appear, everyone was shocked. But the short beard appeared at this time, telling them to be silent.

These people seemed to respect the short-bearded man and did not dare to make any noise.

In the same way, Qu Ember stepped on the iron bars of the cell to deform it, so that the people inside could come out.

Then according to the law, all the cells were opened, and seventy or eighty people were released.

The men stood in the hallway, their eyes all going crazy, and then their breathing began to rapid, and their chests rose and fell like bellows.

"This friend, I'll tell you where the prison is." The short-bearded man turned his head to look at the curly embers behind him.

Qu Ember didn't mind, because the other party had to say it if he didn't say it.

Turning around, I heard the short-bearded man roar: "Ah! ”

"Ahh

Everyone erupted in the same angry voices as he did, and they rushed towards the end of the hallway.

Although the group of people is thin, their momentum is like that of a herd of wild bison.

Qu Ember stood at the back, looking at this scene with some astonishment.

Under his gaze, only a bang was heard, and the iron door at the end of the corridor was directly smashed open, and a group of people rushed out of the police station and appeared on the street.

Hearing the sound of exploding drinking, Weng Lin and the others, who had not gone far outside the street, all turned around.

When he saw the group of ragged people who appeared on the street, the cigars in Weng Lin's mouth fell off, and his face was full of surprise.

"Damn! How did they run out! ”

There was obvious fear in his tone.