"Kill!"

"Kill Gan Mo, there will be a reward!"

"If Gan Mo escapes today, you and the others will lose their heads!"

As Warden Huang roared, hundreds of jailers with long knives in their hands fought fiercely towards Gan Mo.

Looking at Gan Mo, who was surrounded by the jailers in a few breaths, the smile on Warden Huang's face became more and more obvious.

Over the years, he has been in charge of the prison, no matter how arrogant the sinner is, he has to nod his head when he sees him, but Ganmo never looks at him properly, but Warden Huang doesn't dare to do anything to Ganmo.

Such a feeling made Warden Huang quite unhappy.

Finally found an opportunity today, even if it was just to kill Gan Mo a month in advance, it would make him feel a lot more comfortable.

However, just when Warden Huang was triumphant, thinking that Gan Mo would be killed and chopped into pieces by hundreds of jailers, things happened!

Although Gan Mo was bare-handed and skinny, his clenched fist seemed to have the strength of hundreds of catties.

Hand-to-hand combat with a heavily armed jailer with his bare hands not only does not fall behind, but every punch that falls, it will smash a jailer into the air, breaking his arm and short hand, or killing him!

More and more jailers let out a wailing cry of pain, their previous momentum vanished, and their bodies kept retreating. There are even some cowards who turn around and start fleeing.

But now Gan Mo had already killed the red eye, dodged the long knife of one of the jailers, and chased away.

For a time, the situation changed abruptly.

Gan Mo was like a demon, wielding a long knife, and everywhere he passed, blood was dripping and jailers were constantly falling.

These jailers are used to showing off their might on weekdays, but when they really face a vicious person like Gan Mo, they have long been frightened, and where can they have the strength to fight again.

In addition, the narrow terrain in the prison is not conducive to the jailers rushing up, giving Gan Mo a chance to make a move.

At this moment, the cold killing intent contained in Gan Mo's thin body could no longer be contained, instantly enveloping a hundred zhang in a radius, making everyone frightened, coupled with the rich smell of blood that was constantly filling the air, the eyes of Warden Huang and Zhang Hao finally revealed a trace of fear.

"Those who dare to retreat, slash!"

Seeing that a jailer fled in the direction of Warden Huang and Zhang Hao with a frightened face, Warden Huang gritted his teeth, pulled out a long knife, and stabbed him directly into his waist and abdomen, ending his life in an instant.

With a roar of rage, he barely managed to stabilize the jailer's heart.

However, what Warden Huang didn't know was that all of this was of no use to Gan Mo.

......

When Zhou Zheng saw Gan Mo outside the prison, Gan Mo was already covered in blood, as if he had come out of a pool of blood, and he was very infiltrated.