Bell Changchang.

The voice was getting clearer and closer.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, the faint light became clearer and clearer, until out of the shadows, several jailers with weapons on their bodies stepped out.

And they are surrounded by a prisoner, with golden hair, a noble face, because there is no sun shining for a long time, so that his whole complexion looks extremely pale, but even so, it gives him a certain kind of distressing and loving temperament, if in the eyes of some women, such an image should be regarded as those melancholy princes who came out of the story.

However, the incredibly heavy shackles on his body, the stains of blood oozing from his prison uniform, and the guns in the hands of the jailers around him, all of them looked like they were facing a great enemy, all of which showed that this man was the most terrible and inhuman criminal.

And with the appearance of this man, the fear in the eyes of the prisoners increased a little, because they knew where the road behind this man led.

It was the torture chamber of the blood prison

It was the cruelest, darkest, bloodiest place in the whole world, and an hour there would make the toughest warrior give up all faith and dignity and become the most well-behaved and sensible prisoner.

However, the guy in front of him had to go once a day, and he had to stay in it for hours each time, and even a few times, he came out the next day.

No one can stand up to those criminal laws.

It's even more unlikely that anyone will hold on for a whole month!

What made these prisoners even more frightened was that every time that person came out, he seemed to squint his eyes and have a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and that smile seemed to have some evil meaning attached to it, making people dare not look at it directly.

And so it walked, and walked, and suddenly, the man stopped.

He stopped next to a prisoner who was eating, his eyes closed, as if he was feeling something,

A hint of fear flashed in the eyes of one of the jailers behind him, but he still mustered up the courage and shouted at the prisoner with his gun in his hand.

But the blonde man didn't seem to care at all, and took a few deep breaths of enjoyment:

"It's ventilated here, I'll just sit here." He said lightly.

His tone was soft and polite, but there was a sense of absurdity about the fact that this was a blood cell, and that a prisoner was giving advice to a jailer.

Even more ridiculously, the jailer hesitated and agreed.

During the whole process, the prisoner sitting in the seat was in a state of bewilderment, as Watson said, it was ventilated here, so that the prisoner could sit here and eat, which also showed his status among the prisoners of the blood prison.

Where there are people, there is society, and where there is society, there is class, and even in a place like a blood prison, there is still a hierarchy of prisoners, and the guy who can sit in the ventilation and enjoy lunch alone must be an extremely terrible prisoner.

But this is such a person, seeing the blonde man in front of him slowly turning his head, he smiled politely and asked, "Hello, can I sit here?" After that, he also subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and then immediately got up and gave up the whole table to the other party.

A few minutes later

One of the jailers brought some food, and the rest of the jailers stood behind Watson with their guns in their hands, as if they didn't dare to relax for a moment, but Watson ate unhurriedly as if he was a nobody, and the food that was difficult to swallow made him eat carefully and elegantly.

All the other prisoners could only watch from such a distance, speculating about what kind of character this guy was, how he could be treated like this in prison, and how strong his spirit was, and how strong he could go in and out of the torture cell many times, and still not collapse.

Vaguely, those fearful eyes gradually revealed some admiration.

And that's when .

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps!

Immediately, everyone stared at the incredible eyeballs, and saw a Sven man in a white coat and glasses walking out of the dark passage of the torture cell.

There was a gasp for a while, and there was a commotion in the distance, as if the appearance of this person made the atmosphere in the entire space extremely terrifying, and it could be clearly felt that each of these prisoners wanted to immediately throw down the hard bread in their hands and leave this place quickly, but the blood prison had rules that they were not allowed to leave at will during meal time, so they could only force themselves one by one, and continued to sit in place, a few people were scared stupid, and occasionally had a moment of eye contact with the man, and immediately their brains buzzed, sweating profusely.

This man is the director of the blood cell, and likes to be called Dr. Victor, or Captain Victor, a very talented medical doctor, but his talent is somewhat different, he does not like to delve into the treatment of diseases and the study of drugs, he only likes to cause pain.

The torture chamber of the blood prison is divided into five floors, with a total area of more than 15,000 square meters, and every torture instrument in it can make people feel creepy, those unknown drugs, every drop can make people's lives not like this, and Dr. Victor, as the manager of this huge torture room, is the most feared figure in the entire blood prison, not one, so that the prisoners here may not be able to sleep for several days when they look at each other.

At this moment, Dr. Victor walked out of his favorite torture cell and sat down across from the blonde prisoner.

The prisoner did not look up, but continued to eat the food in front of him. This scene made the prisoners who did not dare to leave all frightened!

In this way, the silent eating lasted for a short time, and Dr. Victor finally spoke first:

"John. I admire you, Mr. Watson, for no one has ever been able to hold out under my men for so long since I took office. ”

Watson finally finished the last bite of bread and looked up with a polite smile: "Please don't say this again, otherwise, it will make you look pitiful." ”

“.”

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly heard by the people around him, and there was a terrible silence in the entire space.

"What do you mean?" Dr. Victor's tone remained unchanged, but he asked with a somewhat gloomy face.

"It's literal. As the chief executioner of the blood prison, you are naturally already in the position of 'controller', and you are still trying to find the desire to win and the pleasure of the torturer, which shows that you still have inferiority complex in your bones, and this inferiority complex is in itself an insult to the execution.

Don't you hear that the torture instruments in the cell are crying? ”

"Huh." Victor smiled, the skin of his face without a trace of beard was too tight, like a mask sewn on his face: "Don't think you can hold up this month and think that I lost to you. The application for the fifth layer of the blood prison has not been approved yet, and when the execution order is issued everywhere, it will not be so easy for you! ”

Hearing this, even the prisoners who tried to suppress the panic in their hearts and didn't make a sound couldn't help but make some commotion again, and even the gun-wielding jailers around them subconsciously trembled.

The fifth layer of the Blood Dungeon

That's definitely not where human society should exist.

There are even those who feel that the person who originally built the fifth floor of this torture chamber should be cursed by the Holy Light, otherwise it will not be enough to cleanse his soul of sin.

Even the most cruel and demented prisoners should not be put there.

Both the government and the Holy See also have a certain faint fear of that place, thinking that the existence of such a place will not seem too inhumane and will affect the image of the high-level in the eyes of the people, so if you want to put prisoners into the fifth layer, you need to apply in writing.

Recall that it seems that no one has been sent down to that place for years.

Except last month, that and John. Watson was taken into the blood prison along with the guys

(End of chapter)