I sat in the prison, and Xue Rui sat tired, half-leaning against the wall, carefully rubbing her fingers against the deep seal that had been cut by Shiki's divine energy.

Footsteps rang out with the illumination of a powerful flashlight.

The patrolmen were armed with pistols and whistles, and there was a red alarm button near the iron gate.

That's all we get in the way, there's no surveillance footage, no walkie-talkies, no sensors...... This rudimentary precaution seems to have been stuck in the World War II era half a century ago. But this is understandable, after all, in Sakuran (Grande?) The base camp is full of elites, and there are experts at all times, so they have no scruples - is that really the case?

Three people soon walked in front of me, these were three shirtless black thin men, one of whom was probably only fourteen or fifteen years old, which was a teenager, but the heroism between his eyebrows was not half a point less due to age. He stopped, looked at Xue Rui blankly, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously. An uncle-level man next to him slapped the young man on the head, scolded loudly, and then smiled obscenely at Xue Rui.

The uncle seemed to be talking about some obscene topic, and the companion next to him also laughed, but the boy did not laugh.

His pupils were darker than the others, glowing with a faint glow.

The patrolman did not see that the iron door had actually been shackled, and he ignored the sudden stone marks on the wall, laughed at his companion, and continued walking in that direction. Within two seconds, I heard the sound of the door being slammed open, followed by a few strong winds — the sound of a punch or kick reaching its limit. Miscellaneous Xiaodao told me that the person who makes this kind of noise, from the perspective of national arts, has already practiced to the peak of strength.

Then I heard the sound of bones shattering, and the door of my cell was slammed open by a black shadow, and then slammed open, scattering red and white all over the floor.

I stood up slowly, it was a rolling head, covered in blood and brains, and its owner belonged to a somewhat shy teenager who was just beginning to fall in love. Sherry gritted her teeth and walked out of the cell door with me, trying so hard to suppress the fear in her heart, yet I still heard the small sound of her teeth chattering.

When I came out, I heard Kato Haraji whispering and reprimanding the two black and thin men for being too fierce and making such a big move, what should I do if something happens?

The identities of these two black and thin men are top Muay Thai fighters, and they are as fierce as tigers and leopards, although they have been tortured in this prison for a long time, their strength is still there. Now that the poisonous effect of the Heart-Destroying Grass has been removed, and some strength has been restored, it has immediately played a majestic role on these ordinary people. I looked at the plasma on their elbows and legs, and the cruel smile on their faces, and didn't speak, just pulled Sherry tightly and stood aside.

Obviously, innocent people like us are not the only ones in this cell.

Out of scruples about the paper-style gods, although the two men looked gloomy, they did not refute Kato Haraji's reprimand, but listened silently. The matter was urgent, there was not much time, Kato Haraji didn't say anything, turned around and ran towards the iron door of the large cell, on the threshold of the iron gate, there was already a corpse lying on the threshold, broken into two, bleeding all over the ground.

Without further ado, we all ran to the iron gate, and as I passed by Yao Yuan's cell, I saw this fortune teller squatting in the corner, shivering with a straw mat. Because I was a "friend", little Japan didn't do anything ruthlessly, but this was just my gratitude for the clay statue he stole from the miscellaneous trail (although it was later confiscated), and I couldn't always take care of him.

When we ran out of the door and came to the hall from the perspective of the fat bug, Kato Haraji suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Why is there one missing?"

We looked left and right, and indeed, the Englishman named Will did not follow. The one-eyed man in the two Muay Thai players was excited, turned around and rushed back to the cell, and after a while, Will ran out with the one-eyed man, wiped his lips and said that Iskom Rimi, he was very thirsty just now, and took a sip of water. The Japanese boy's eyes narrowed for a moment, and there was a kind of killing intent spreading, but he still held back, and just said coldly that there was no next time. Will smiled apologetically and nodded.

At critical moments, there can be no infighting.

The Japanese kid knows how to cooperate, and so do I, so I turn a blind eye to Will's right hand, which is hidden behind him and covered in blood on the back of his hand.

It's a wide hall, and it's empty when you stand in the middle and you can hear the echoes. To the left of the hall is the cell, and at the end of the right is a large old-fashioned iron door, where the exit is supposed to be. I have been recognized by the person who knows the situation here best, Shary. In fact, as far as my personal feeling is concerned, the vast space we are in should also be part of the big prison.

This is the Chase Shop, and we are supposed to be the VIP private room for the prisoners.

We walked slowly to the iron gate on the right side of the city, and when we passed the three-meter-high stone pillar that the two of us hugged together, the old monk Batong stopped. He put the index finger of his left hand in the black lips and licked it, then put the saliva-stained finger in the air, and after three seconds, he snorted coldly: "What a heavy grievance, can it be condensed like substance?" It's not good, it's going to drag down our ......."

As he spoke, the old monk, who was as thin as a chicken, made a seal on his hands and sank on his chest.

Then he typed it softly, and read a word in his mouth: "Duh-"

At the front of his hands like chicken feet, a pale red "swastika" suddenly appeared, gently floating towards the surface of the stone pillar, and then clinging together, and a wave of energy seeped into the ground along the stone pillar. The energy of the spell was substantiated, and the hand he revealed, not only me, but everyone couldn't help but be taken aback, it was really a master. In the face of our "admiring" gaze, the old monk was not sad or happy, stood on his chest with one palm, said "Amitabha", and bowed deeply to the stone pillar.

A truly powerful person is a person who is in awe, and only when he understands fear can he understand his inner fear and overcome it.

This gift of the old monk made us awe and did it.

Time is of the essence, we no longer stopped, continued to move forward, and soon came to the heavy iron gate that made the fat worms suffer a small loss. I used to think that the guards here were relaxed, but when I came here, I found that the guards here were actually very strict - there were still people in the prison, but the iron door here was closed, indicating that this was the real main point of the cell.

This door is four meters high and three meters wide, and it is pushed open to us, and there are guide rails underground.

At least half a palm thick.

Sherry tugged at the corner of my coat and told me and my fellow inmates that there were two black-robed wizards behind here, but they were meditating and weren't aware of the situation. Passing through this door, there is a long corridor ahead, and at the end there is a large arsenal on the left, and on the right side is the living quarters, where most of the people are located; There are stairs, and up there are many trenches and abandoned artillery platforms, turn straight and go straight, there is a small barracks, and after that, there is the exit......

Except for me, who had already surveyed the terrain when Xue Rui came in, everyone was shocked again.

The fat woman who was as fat as a pig looked at Xue Rui with a very strange eye, and the Japanese kid confirmed it several times, trembling with excitement: "God help me, God help me!" If it is really 'those who have attained the Tao have much help, and those who have lost the Tao have little help', the ancients did not deceive me...... "Listening to his nonsense, I know that this is an inferiority child who admires my Celestial Dynasty culture, and asks this door, how to break it?" There's a magic circle on it, and you can't get close to this kimono beauty.

Several people didn't believe it, and they pressed their hands lightly on the door, their brows furrowed, and Wilgangro let go with a slight touch, and asked what to do?

The old monk closed his eyes, meditated for a while, and said that the magic circle on this door is the "Full Moon Lotus Array" of the Great Ri Rulai, which is the top Theravada Buddhist secret array, containing seventeen routes, thousands of changes, and isolating spiritual thoughts. Don't say that it is us, even the Venerable One who has lived in the ancient temple of Brahma, it is difficult to crack it in a short time, what can we do? His words made all of us sink their hearts.

I have to admit that the old monk Batong is the most well-informed one in our line.

Full Moon Lotus Array? I know a thing or two about the Taoist essence of "Breaking the Hell Array" and "Opening the Sutra Xuanyun", but as for the twists and turns of Buddhism, I really haven't heard of it.

However, at this moment, this beautiful blind girl next to me stepped forward. With an embarrassed smile on her face, Xue Rui pushed Kato Haraji at the front away, put her left hand flat on the keyhole, and slowly closed her eyes. After a while, she took three steps back, and the door slowly opened, and two black-robed mages (those who wore clothes and plastered white ash on their faces) were right in front of us.

Sherry was right, not bad at all.

What is strange is that the opening of this door actually relied on the help of one of the black-robed mages. And at this moment, he looked at us calmly, his eyes glazed and blank. The one-eyed man and the one-armed man immediately stepped forward one by one, and simply knocked the two guards unconscious. Although they were bloody just now, before they really cared about the danger to their lives, they lifted their weight lightly and acted cleanly and decisively.

Xue Rui has such a ability to charm people? Why didn't I know the Tao before?

But at this time, where did everyone still have the heart to pursue this, and hurriedly rushed along the wall to the exit. There is no day or night underground, but every ten meters there is an oil lamp, and the dim light is jumping. After sneaking through the three oil lamps and meeting a few people, Xue Rui motioned for us to go straight and leave it alone, and sure enough, with God's help, they couldn't even see us, as if we were invisible.

Everybody's excited, if we go on like this, we'll be able to break out of this damn underground base.

However, just when everyone felt that they were about to succeed, a pig-killing howl suddenly came from beside us: "Come on, someone has escaped from prison!" I'm Lin Linhua, I'm going to make meritorious contributions! ”