In a panic, the crowd was deliberately driven by the evil spirits and got closer and closer to the gate of the Dedong Detective Factory.

The gate was opened, and when the people running at the front realized where they were, under the huge white marble archway, countless soap boots and black clothes were holding on to swords and smiling.

"Don't kill me!"

"I was forced!

"Stop! It's the East Factory ahead!"

The scene in front of them made people's footsteps stop for a short moment, they wanted to change directions, but the force of pushing behind them did not give them a better choice, so they could only rush forward with their eyes closed, praying that God would let the group of wicked people in front of them see that they were just being coerced, but this was obviously delusional.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Two tigers are fighting, where is the fate of the sheep standing in the middle?

A bright knife flowed back and forth between the black cat's rootless fingers, bringing out a dazzling smoothness, looking up to see that the distance was almost there, Sen Ran laughed, and threw the knife into the crowd casually, accompanied by a scream, the black cat's order sounded: "Kill them all." ”

"Kill !!"

The sword and sword shadows, the vicious slash, the eyes of the people shone with a dim light. When the hope of life is completely extinguished, animal nature overshadows rational thinking.

"Lao Tzu can't live, so I have to bring one!"

"Ahh!!!h

"Fucking fuck off!!"

The crowd is boiling, like a live fish in the wastewater, instinctively carrying out the final struggle, the men, women and children around them are all enemies except themselves, and they are all dead before and after, so push the people in front of them to choose a random direction to fight, rush.

Everyone in front of them can be killed, the same will, the difference is that the silent stealing of the dead with swords in their hands, no fear, only a face of determination. As stealers of the dead, they are no longer human, but more like knives, knives in the shape of a human. There is no good or evil in knives, and there is no need to think, since the person holding the knife waved them towards the East Factory, all they have to do is to kill more people and then die in the gate of the East Factory!

One husband is dead, and ten people are hard. The three hundred stealing the sky in the chaos are even more unimaginable in terms of bravery and blood.

People keep falling.,There are fewer and fewer innocents in the middle.,When Fanzi finally stood opposite the dead soldiers.,The bloody atmosphere is even stronger.。。。

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Dongchang is not a good hall, there are evil thieves and corrupt officials in the prison, but there are also ordinary people who have suffered unjustified disasters. Mental pressure, physical torture, harsh environment, the prison is like a ghost all year round. Because of this, when the monsters under the Nine Shadows revealed their cruel minions and began to climb up step by step, the screams of the guards were only taken as normal by the latecomers.

"The voice down there... Doesn't that seem right?" a slightly more alert guard in front of a cell on the second floor seemed to sense something unusual, and asked a few of his companions opposite.

"Something unusual. One of the guards replied, "Isn't this ghost crying wolf one day?"

"That's it. Another guard plucked out his ears and yawned boredly, with a little moisture in the corners of his eyes: "Don't think about it, didn't the leather stall go down just now? Maybe he was playing some kind of tricks?"

"Speaking of which, leather stalls rarely come to our prison, why did you come here today?"

"You kid didn't hear it when he ran to the toilet just now, and the head of the stall said that he was in a bad mood today and wanted to find a game that didn't look pleasing to the eye. Why, do you want to study?"

"No, no, no. The guard who was asked shook his head like a rattle, and he looked like he was palpitating: "Looking at the black master's methods of playing people all day long, I feel that my brain is almost abnormal, and now as soon as I go home, my son and mother-in-law hide from me, saying that my eyes are scary." ”

"Maybe the means of the leather stall head can be gentler?" someone laughed: "The nickname of the leather stall head is the smiling face King Kong, and he is very kind." ”

"How bad can it be. The guards who were disgusted by their wives and children looked left and right, and subconsciously whispered: "You don't know, the dead pigs in our East Factory are different from the stalls." Most of the masters were forced or born in the palace, and there was a piece of meat missing. And most of the stall leaders are doing it themselves, either for glory and wealth, or to avoid enemies on the rivers and lakes. You, you think, people who are so cruel to themselves, torture people and use non-poisonous means to bring flowers?"

"Really. ”

"I'd like to see that even more. ”

"I want to see it too, why don't we be companions?"

"Forget it. ”

"Coward. ”

At this time, an old-looking guard frowned, and coughed: "Okay, don't make any noise, the master will come back and see you in a while, maybe he will cut you off and give the commander a drink." ”

"Uh... ”

Speaking of Yun Zheng, who was eating human flesh, the smiles on everyone's faces froze for a while, and then the blood faded and turned terribly white. Now in the East Factory, if you say ruthless, the black cat is the first, but if you really want to talk about what Fanzi and the guards are most afraid of, it has to be Yun Zheng.

After a moment of silence, the suspicious guard at the beginning listened to the movement below and seemed to be a little smaller, but he was even more uneasy, looked left and right, and said to the old guard: "Boss Zhao, I still listen to the movement below is not quite right, I'll go down and take a look, I'm coming up if there's nothing wrong." ”

"Hmmm... Boss Zhao hesitated, looked left and right, and nodded: "Okay, it's not a big mistake to be careful." Since you brought it up, then I, the boss, will also go down with you to take a look. ”

"No, no, no. ”

"It's okay, let's go. Boss Zhao casually took off a torch on the wall, took the lead, and walked towards the steps not far away.

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Raised his foot and stomped down, crushing a good head, red and white splattered in all directions, and there was a touch of blood on the dirty prison clothes.

Ma Sanbao opened his chapped lips, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, revealing a bloodthirsty and satisfied smile, the red light in his eyes had faded a little, but even so, it was difficult to hide the surging killing intent on his body.

There was not a single living person behind him, let alone a living person, not even a single panting mouse. There seemed to be footsteps above his head, Ma Sanbao frowned, sneered, and as soon as he jumped up, the whole person was like a spider, with his face and back attached to the zenith, tilting his head upside down, staring at the door of the stairs, waiting for the upcoming prey.

The only connection between the various floors of the dungeon is the thirty-odd staircase, at the very edge.

Boss Zhao and one of his men held torches, and one followed behind them, careful, but still not careful enough. After all, he is the guard of the prison, and he knows the most about the strictness of the prison, and he still doesn't believe that anything big will happen here.

The last step was crossed, and then the head was turned, and the two of them were stunned at the same time, the corpses in one place were shattered, and the most recently, a headless corpse was lying horizontally, and the knife was still clutched in the right hand, but it was obviously useless. Stiffly lowered his head, the blood on the black and white eyeballs had not dried up, and there were nerves attached to the back, just three inches in front of their feet.

The nightmare scene was so sudden, and the shock and fear that penetrated into the bone marrow brought a huge impact to the two of them, and they forgot to shout for a while, and before they could come back to their senses, two hands reached out from behind them and choked their throats: "Your expression is very interesting, and our family is very satisfied, so we decided to give you both a good time." ”

The low murmur was accompanied by two crisp sounds, "click" and "click", and the blood on the corners of the mouths of the two people remained, as if two pools of mud had fallen to the ground, and their necks were crooked at a strange angle.

"There are two floors left, and I should be able to rush out in one go. Ma Sanbao thought for a while, and was about to take a step, but stopped: "I'm dressed like this, I just rushed out, and walking on the street is too eye-catching, I'm afraid that it will ruin the master's plan." Thinking of this, Ma Sanbao bent down, took off the dead man's clothes, and carried them in his arms.

One step, two steps, three steps, Ma Sanbao lowered his head, climbed the steps, his steps gradually accelerated, and the skin on his body that was still naked and leaking outside, but slowly changed, a kind of inside out, as if it was highly poisonous, blackened, hardened, and formed a layer of keratin, which slowly spread.

In the already dimly lit dungeon, it looks like a ghost. And in the last few levels, the whole person has completely changed its form, only the eyes still exude a faint red light, the hair is still so flowing, and the rest of the skin is all pitch black.

Several guards upstairs had gone downstairs to inspect since their two companions, and nearly a quarter of an hour had passed since then, and they had not returned, and several of them could not help but be a little worried, and they had lost their interest in talking, and they all looked sideways at the staircase as if intentionally or unintentionally. Just when a few people were waiting impatiently and wanted to discuss going down to find it, the black monster came up.

"That... What's that?"

"What?"

"Looks like there's something, right?"

A few people were still flustered, still suspicious, and still looking at their eyes. Because the black shadow really doesn't look like a person, plus the light is dim, whether it exists or not is two words, maybe it's just the light of a nearby torch?

"Yes ... It's a youkai!" Finally, someone confirmed the existence of the black shadow, and immediately shouted in horror: "What is it!"

"Someone, come on!" the men drew their long knives from their waists, and shouted as they retreated cautiously, hunched over, but ran before they could break their legs.

"What's wrong?" someone in the distance responded, and walked this way.

"What's wrong!" someone on the first floor also began to walk down.

"What the hell are you!" a man cried out in a hoarse voice.

"It's kind of a person. Ma Sanbao laughed in a low voice, his voice was very soft, no one heard it, and Ben didn't need them to hear it, this answer was what he said to himself.

Raise your hand and look at it in front of you for a moment, and then put it down. The next moment, the pitch-black wind raged in the second floor of the prison, the murderous aura was like substance, the viscous was suffocating, and the dull screams in the chest finally only let out half a sound before it came to an abrupt end. Instinctively slashing, because their vision was blurred, and what the guards who were still far away could see, it was as if someone had cast a magic spell on the robe in front of them, from standing still, to slashing indiscriminately, and finally not moving, and falling. A black phantom came and went in silence, and finally rushed towards him。。。。。。

This trick is called the cicada dance.

Standing at the door of the prison, Ma Sanbao had already changed into a clean guard's clothes, his hair was simply draped behind his head, but there were still some dirty stains on his face.

Looking back sarcastically, he glanced at the ancient character seal carving with the word "Heavenly Prison" written on the top of his head, and he could faintly hear the sound of fighting in the distance: "If I return to this place in his year, I will definitely turn this Dongchang into a sea of blood." ”

Discerning the direction by the stone above his head, Ma Sanbao recalled the location of the Zongren Mansion in the capital and floated away.

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Master, at the corner of an alley outside the Zongren Mansion, Xu Zengshou saw the triangular-eyed monk who had been waiting for a long time. He looked back weakly, and walked forward quickly: "Master." ”

"Is everything going well?" Dao Yan looked unhurried, with a gentle smile on his face, this calm attitude made Xu Zengshou's heart settle down, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Master rest assured, my eldest brother has fallen asleep, and Cao Guogong is watching." ”

"Tokens?"

"The token is here. Xu Zengshou took out the symbol of Zongren's Mansion from his arms and handed it over.

Dao Yan took the token, rubbed it in his hand, and then handed it back: "After a while, the poor monk will pretend to be guards in the palace with two subordinates, go to the Zongren Mansion to withdraw the three princes, and also have to bother the donor to answer on his behalf, it is not convenient for the poor monk to take this token, I am afraid it will make people suspicious." ”

"Oh. I know. Xu Zengshou nodded, and then asked with some confusion: "Master, I just don't know about your two subordinates?" This Daoyan was wearing a monk's robe, alone, and there was no one else around.

"It's coming. Dao Yan smiled and said: "Since the donor's things have been done properly, the poor monk will be relieved, now the donor should go back quickly, and the poor monk will come to the door after a while." ”

"Uh... All right. Xu Zengshou was just about to leave, but when he turned his head, he saw a one-eyed man standing behind him at some point, and he almost bumped into his arms.

"You!" Xu Zengshou was startled, his hair almost stood up, and he subconsciously wanted to scold, and remembered his situation at the moment, so he hurriedly covered his mouth, for fear of attracting the suspicion of others.

"Master. Li Poison said in a deep voice: "The matter is done, and I took advantage of the chaos to slaughter two brocade guards." Shall we change now?"

"No hurry, no hurry. Dao Yan shook his head: "Ma Sanbao hasn't come yet, we can't leave." Don't be in a hurry, there's still time, let's wait. ”

"That's good. Li Poison nodded, and walked to the door of a close house in the alley: "Master, wait a minute, my subordinates will clean up the place where they change clothes for a while." ”[.]