Ewell's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the murderous aura that had passed through the Shura field all year round was released in an undisguised manner. In front of him, it was as if a fierce beast was quietly lurking, and the fierce momentum made the man involuntarily squatted on the ground and shivered.

In some ways, the man is indeed a figure, able to discover details that ordinary people cannot, and can use them in turn to provide the possibility for himself to escape from a desperate situation.

It's just that the way of choosing is very wrong.

The dignity of a warrior does not allow for threats from anyone. Especially for Evel, a tiger who is in a cage and still has not lost his fighting spirit, threatening him is like plucking the feathers in the tiger's mouth. Only then did the man realize that it was too late.

Ewell, who had disdained to use intrigue against him, finally saw the existence of an enemy.

"Babble~!" has always been an intellectual character under the command of the big rear, how could the man have seen such a serious and condensed murderous aura that almost turned into substance, and was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and let out a muffled scream from his mouth. The pressure I felt was already several times my body weight, and my mind and body were under considerable pressure, and even the simple process of exhaling and exhaling was extremely difficult.

As if the tiger was about to pounce and completely tear and bite off his body in the next moment, the young man in front of him, although he was silent and had a kind and weak appearance before, had indeed become the image of a terrifying monster that he had never seen before.

However, the next moment, the murderous aura dissipated in an instant like a lie, and the huge and heavy momentum returned to the young man's body like the return of the waves to the sea, and disappeared without a trace. It was as if the tiger had put away its claws and snoozed at this moment, and it looked like nothing more than a docile big cat without any threat.

"It's useless for you to call the guards, even if you strengthen the vigilance force, is there a stricter vigilance attitude than the current situation?" What Ewell said was really the most correct truth, compared to the accident in the morning, the number of troops directly increased several times, every corner of the cell was under the surveillance of the soldiers, and the slightest abnormal behavior of ordinary prisoners would be stopped in time by the soldiers who observed. Only people like Ewell and the man, who can precisely control their volume, can talk freely.

Even so, when the man was paralyzed with fright, the soldiers looked over with a frown and confusion. Obviously, Ewell didn't make any movements, and the man tried his best to suppress his voice movements, but the soldiers still noticed it.

Although he turned around again after confirming that nothing happened, this behavior proved that the soldiers guarding them were very vigilant, and it was almost impossible to try to escape by some small means.

In such a desperate scene, once there is a glimmer of hope, everyone will feel very dazzling.

"Even so, I do have a way to get out. Ewell's low-pitched voice was so obvious to the man's ears that it was like a sledgehammer smashing into the drum of his heart, and the shock spread throughout his body, fearful of being swallowed up by the rising desire to live.

The trembling could not be stopped, and the man sat up again tremblingly. "Fruit...... Sure enough, there is. Although the beast in front of him is fierce, as long as he can escape with him, even if the other party is a devil, he is not afraid to make a deal with the other party.

"Really, there will be my companions who will come to rescue me in the future, their level is not comparable to your black-clothed men and the miscellaneous fish of these legions, this defense system can definitely break through. Ewell's face was cold, but there was a dangerous red light in his eyes, like a hunter watching the prey of life step by step into the trap he had set, with a bloody pleasure.

"But if I wait here for someone else to save me, I'll have to do something. Ewell continued, luring the man into his own rhythm as if he were tempting his prey to step into his own hole, "There is no such thing as a free lunch, and if you want to escape with me, you must do your part for it." ”

"When...... When, of course, there is no problem! I am willing to do anything, as long as I can escape!" The man looked quite excited and almost shouted out, at this time there was no thought at all, out of the desire to live for himself, he could be willing to degenerate into a puppet under the hands of others.

Ewell lied. First, he wasn't sure if they would really be able to break in and get him out, second, the strength he needed wasn't just a man, but the cohesion he still had in his hands as the leader of these [Near-Demon Ones], and third, he didn't take action because he didn't bother to sit still, but had to act.

The situation was too strange, and the degree of vigilance was far greater than he had imagined. It was simply the transfer of troops from somewhere else, and the vigilance was directly strengthened more than tenfold. Even if the Legion of the Men in Black, which had been strengthened by the attack on the prison before, but couldn't even break through to that extent, what kind of enemy were they dealing with now?!

As a result, a large number of troops are left unused, and the places where these soldiers are really needed are very empty.

The thought of this place was shocked.

Because Dosso's strategy is completely open and transparent, the soldiers who are deployed know what their purpose and actions are. I don't bother to think about it for the time being, but even the diligent thinking guy is confused by Dosuo's step-by-step actions and can't judge. It's like being bitten on the ankle by a poisonous snake inadvertently, and before you know it, the toxin has spread to the whole body, and the body's functions have gradually rotted and paralyzed.

Only a "rather leisurely prisoner" like Ewell, who doesn't care about his current situation and thinks about the meaning of the whole situation, suddenly figured out many clues, would have such worries.

Once you are the same, you can't turn a blind eye, and even if you are here, you should have something you can do.

"Although it is not necessary, can I know your name?" asked Ewell, with a look of "It's okay if you don't say it", asking the man's name just to add to the insignificant sense of understanding.

"Yes, yes. My name is Vasis Todd!" This is the name of a group of leaders who have been active lately, and may have been a bit of a deterrent to many people before, but now it means almost nothing to Ewell, so slight that you will almost forget it after hearing it.

After all, all his men are here at the moment. (To be continued.) )