Chapter 10 A Class of People
Huge prison with a large and bright spaciousness.
It's no longer the same dark day it used to be.
It has everything you need.
Cells are no longer separated by heavy metal plates as before.
Except for one wall with metal steel plates, the other three sides are metal fences, and there is no deliberate electric current on the fence.
It doesn't seem to be much different from a normal prison.
Yang Yi's body was like a dead dog, thrown into a room, his body was still twitching rapidly, his arms and thighs were constantly trembling, and his whole body was already covered with sweat.
"Number 15, from now on, your code name here has been changed to number 40, this is your new clothes, I will change into it as soon as possible!"
A prison guard's tone was cold, and he threw a set of clean and tidy clothes with a code 40 printed on it beside Yang Yi.
Number 40!
That means there are 39 other people here!
There is no doubt that they are all survivors of the previous 39 batches!
After the departure of these prison guards.
The other criminals in the cell stood up one by one, their eyes were cold, and they looked towards the room where Yang Yi was, their bodies were tall or short, fat or thin.
Without exception, everyone had indigo skin, and their arms, faces, and foreheads were all covered with thick green tendons, like twisted earthworms.
They were the same group of people who had been brought to the hall three days earlier to watch the battle.
Squeak!
Suddenly, a burly man with a big body of about two meters directly reached out with his hands, bent the metal fence in front of him, and a huge arc appeared, and the burly body squeezed out of the cell directly.
The code on his chest is 17.
Meaning he is the sole survivor of the 17th batch!
At this moment, he looked indifferent, as if there was no one around, walked through the corridor in the middle, walked straight to the room where Yang Yi was, stretched out his hand, and the metal fence door in front of Yang Yi was also rapidly twisting, and he broke it open.
His body passed directly through the fence gate and walked in front of Yang Yi, his face expressionless, he squatted down, and groped around Yang Yi with a big hand.
After perceiving the four crystals stored in Yang Yi's chest, his shriveled and rough big hand directly grabbed the four crystals.
But at this moment!
Yang Yi's strong and powerful hand suddenly grabbed the man's wrist, and with a bang, the strong grip made the opponent's movements stop instantly, and there was a faint stinging pain in the arm.
"What do you want to do?"
Yang Yi's voice was hoarse, his eyes opened, he stared at the other party, and asked.
No. 17's face was gloomy, his eyes were sharp, like a knife light, and he said, "I want to borrow the crystal in your arms to use!" ”
"Shall I borrow it?"
Yang Yi's voice was dull.
"Not borrowing?"
No. 17's eyes reflected Yang Yi's figure, slowly revealing a trace of arc, "I advise you to borrow..."
"Why?"
"Because I don't borrow... You're going to die! ”
Bang!
No. 17's other big hand was like a terrifying blade, stabbing out like lightning, stabbing towards Yang Yi's neck, fast and ruthless, green tendons bursting up, and muscles hideous.
The airflow in front of him collapsed instantly, and a terrifying sound of hula was heard.
It was like a crazy machine smashing down.
Bang!!
A dull voice sounded, and the moment his palm stabbed out, it was actually held by Yang Yi's other palm, stopping it in mid-air.
No. 17 couldn't help but be shocked.
Rumble!
Yang Yi suddenly exerted his strength, and in one go, he turned into a terrifying strongman, his body bounced up from the ground, grabbed No. 17 with both hands, and smashed it directly towards the metal wall on one side.
Number 17's body was almost like a scarecrow, without any weight.
Bang!
The sound was terrible, and blood splattered.
No. 17 directly let out a scream, and the entire front door was directly smashed into shriveled and dented, and seven or eight teeth flew out of his mouth.
"Damn it, let go!"
No. 17 let out a roar, his body was struggling with all his might, thick cyan blood vessels were squirming wildly, and the muscles in his body exploded, trying to get rid of Yang Yi, but it had no effect.
Yang Yi's strength was terrifying, like a small giant, clutching his arms, suddenly picking up his body again, and slamming it into the metal wall in front of him again.
Bang!
A heavier voice rang out.
The metal walls in front of him seemed to tremble slightly, and a humanoid imprint was directly printed on them.
Yes!
No. 17 let out a cry of pain, blood splattered on his body, several ribs were broken, and blood was spurting from his nose, mouth, and crotch.
"You want to kill me?"
"You want to kill me?"
Yang Yi held down the other party's body tightly, and his voice was hoarse and terrifying.
"Spare me, I just want to see if you still have crystals on you!"
The man screamed miserably.
"No, you just want to kill me!"
Yang Yi's voice was terrifying, "You just want to kill me!" ”
He grabbed the back of the man's head, grabbed the other's head and lifted it high, and then slammed it into the metal wall in front of him again.
Rumble!!!
Burst!
On the 17th, all the seven orifices that were hit were spurting blood, and the sound of his head cracking could be clearly heard, as if the skull had begun to crumble, the sky was spinning, and the screams were miserable.
But that's not all.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble...
The voice was dull, the walls trembled, and the screams were terrible.
Yang Yi grabbed the other party's head and slammed it into the wall in front of him over and over again, as if he didn't treat the other party as a human at all, and blood splashed everywhere.
The other prisoners in the cells watched all this with gloomy faces.
Some were shocked, some were numb, and some were cold.
"Enough!"
Suddenly, a cold and terrifying voice sounded from behind Yang Yi.
Creak!
The metal door behind him was suddenly torn open with both hands, as if it were made of mud, and a more burly man walked in, with indigo skin and a hideous appearance, full of short black hair, erect, and fierce.
After he walked over, there were three other criminals around him, all of whom had gloomy faces, staring at Yang Yi.
Yang Yi paused, turned his head, and his face became cold.
The number 22 is written on the chest of the big man at the head.
The three people around him are 16, 18, and 30.
"What? And here there are gangs? ”
Yang Yi showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.
"Let go of him, this time he picked the wrong opponent, it was he who was unlucky, you have already taught him a lesson, give me a face, just forget it."
The number 22 led by him said coldly.
"Give you a face? How old are you? ”
Yang Yi's tone was indifferent.
"Huh?"
No. 22 narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Yi, and suddenly his body began to change rapidly, and with a snort, as if inflated, the muscles of his entire back quickly widened and thickened.
The green tendons on it squirmed and creaked.
Black sharp barbs quickly drilled out from under the skin of his back, flashing with a strange light, and then quickly spread to all parts of his body.
In the blink of an eye, his body transformed into a humanoid hedgehog-like being.
Only a pair of eyes remained outside, flashing a terrifying light, staring at Yang Yi.
"What are you talking about, can you tell me again..."
Number 22's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
Yang Yi's pupils shrank slightly.
The Awoken!
This number 22 is also an awakened one!
In terms of danger, it seems to be even stronger than the 69th he killed before.
"Threaten me?"
Yang Yi spoke in a cold tone and spoke.
"It's not a threat, it's a fact, if you don't let him go, you'll die!"
No. 22 opened his mouth coldly, and his terrifying body walked forward, his eyes were cold, looking down at Yang Yi.
"Really?"
Yang Yi showed a smile on his face and said, "But I don't believe you can kill me at all!" ”
"No. 40, don't act rashly, we are all the same kind of people, we should not kill each other, your enemy is not us, but the experimenters of Qi Qi and Zhu Long."
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Yang Yi's mind, extremely abrupt.
Who?
Yang Yi's eyes were sharp, and he looked in all directions at once.