The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Chapter 172 You shouldn’t have left the safe area of ​​the cell

North Ward.

In the underground passage on the second floor.

Two figures came over.

Wang Yang led the way, walking in a hurry.

Liu Jie, the leader of the special service group, followed.

"I don't know what happened today, but there was another earthquake!"

"Is there anything unusual about the prisoners in the cell?"

"I just checked everything ten minutes ago and everything is normal."

"That's good."

While talking, the two of them arrived at the door of Cell No. 1.

The prisoners inside are like old monks in meditation.

Deaf to the vibrations in the ground.

Liu Jie took a look.

Then he walked straight to the door of the cell where Yan Qingshan was imprisoned.

The restriction of the magic circle in front of the prison door was opened by Wang Yang.

Liu Jie put his hands behind his back and said, "Okay, you don't have to stay here anymore. Go and do your own business. I'll ask him something and I'll call you when the meeting is over."

"it is good."

Wang Yang nodded respectfully.

Then he watched Liu Jie walk into the cell.

"Yan Qingshan, have you thought about whether you want to reveal the whereabouts of such a thing..."

Wang Yang's expression changed slightly and he left in a hurry.

He knew there were things he couldn't hear.

However, Wang Yang had not gone far yet.

Liu Jie's exclamations sounded in the cell.

"How could you..."

Immediately afterwards, the "clang" sound of the shackles hitting each other was heard inside.

But soon there was no movement.

Wang Yang stopped, turned around and walked to the cell door.

There was a look of doubt on his face.

After hesitating for a moment, he plucked up the courage and decided to walk over and take a look.

But after taking a few steps, a strong uneasiness emerged in my heart.

then……

"boom!"

The cell door was slammed open.

A figure rushed out from inside and appeared in front of Wang Yang.

Wang Yang's pupils shrank.

He saw Liu Jie who just walked in.

At this moment, he was like a little chicken, being strangled by a big hand like a cattail leaf fan.

His chest collapsed and blood foamed from his mouth.

It was obvious that he would not survive.

Wang Yang's face turned pale.

It felt like a huge boulder was pressing on his neck, and he raised his head little by little.

In front of him is a figure as tall as an iron tower.

The tall, thick, muscular body covered the light above his head.

Only a pair of bloody eyes as big as copper bells could be seen.

He was staring at himself without blinking!

Who is it if it’s not Yan Qingshan?

Wang Yang's brain went blank, and the blood in his veins was almost solidified.

I wanted to run away, but my legs felt like they were filled with lead and I couldn't move forward.

next second.

"boom!"

A huge fist hit him hard on the head.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the body fell to the ground.

Yan Qingshan retracted his fist, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on it.

There was bloodlust in his eyes.

"Big man, let me out and I can get you out of here!"

Yan Qingshan followed the sound.

In cell number ten.

The voodoo girl Lan Baoer was looking at him with a smile on her face.

……

……

Hand Cui You to the team members outside.

Lin Mo was suddenly startled.

The "Pictures of Sinful Souls" in his mind vibrated again.

A prisoner escaped from the North District!

The people imprisoned there are all warriors.

If something happens, the consequences will be far from what they are here in the East District!

After a few words of explanation, Lin Mo headed straight to the North District again.

North District.

One floor above ground.

A prison guard just walked out of the lounge and was about to run outside.

Suddenly I saw a figure sneaking around the prison door.

He shouted subconsciously: "Who is it?"

The man turned around.

"Captain!" The prison guard was shocked, "Why didn't you go outside?"

"Oh, I'm worried that the prisoner will take the opportunity to escape, so I'll check if there is any problem with the cell door."

Huang Jian, the captain of the third team, walked over slowly with a smile on his face.

The prison guard sensed something was wrong.

"Captain, you..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"puff!"

Bai Siniang raised her sharp nails and slashed the prison guard's neck without hesitation.

"Captain Huang, hurry up!"

Huang Jian nodded.

He took out a key and opened the cell behind him.

Whenever I encounter a cell on the road, no matter what, I will open the lock and release the person.

Those who were imprisoned had mixed reactions.

Some remained motionless even when the door was opened.

For example, Master Huajin was held in solitary confinement in Prison No. 1.

He sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, turning a blind eye to Huang Jian's behavior.

However, more people rushed out excitedly.

With the addition of these prisoners, Bai Siniang's team gradually increased, and before they knew it, there were more than twenty people.

It is already a force that cannot be underestimated.

Bai Siniang rushed forward and came to the main passage, where she met several prison guards and guards.

But this time there was no need for him to take action.

The prisoners held here are filled with anger and hatred towards the guards.

They knew they had participated in the riot and would die if caught.

Therefore, they all became extremely manic, regardless of life and death, and rushed towards the prison guards without any hesitation.

The scene was almost one-sided.

Although these prison guards basically have martial arts skills, and the guards are also equipped with weapons.

But in front of so many warriors, there was no way to resist them.

Before they could even fire a second shot, they were thrown to the ground.

Raindrop-like fists hit his body crazily, causing his head to bleed instantly and his life to be in danger.

The thugs snatched away their weapons and rushed out in groups.

In another corridor.

After the three prisoners finished dealing with the prison guards, they picked up the batons on the ground and were about to leave.

When he turned around, he suddenly saw a figure appearing in the deserted corridor.

It was a young prison guard in uniform.

A calm voice came from his mouth.

"You shouldn't have left the safe area of ​​the cell..."

"Another one comes to die!"

The person who spoke first was a burly man with a scar on his face.

He gave a grim laugh.

He swooped straight towards the young prison guard.

However, before he could pounce on the opponent.

"Shh-"

A flash of sword light flashed in front of him.

Things in his eyes suddenly turned upside down.

His head then rolled to the ground.

There was still a look of shock on his face.

"Pooh!"

Lin Mo spat at the corpse.

Wiping the blood spattered on his face, he felt no fluctuation in his heart.

The opponent is really too weak.

In his mind, "Illustration of Sinful Souls" opened.

On a certain page, the writing disappeared and a reward appeared instead.

He doesn't have time to study now.

Continue to look at the remaining two people.

Although those two people are both masters of dark power.

But his strength was slightly inferior to that of the man who fell to the ground.

Seeing Lin Mo casually kill their leader with a single blow, all his courage had already been exhausted.

He turned around and wanted to run away.

But how could Lin Mo let them get their wish?

In the horrified eyes of the two men, they pounced on them and killed them all with a knife.

at the same time.

Bai Siniang had already rushed to the prison door with her people.

I just pushed open half of the big iron door outside.

A burst of gunfire suddenly rang out outside!

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