After confirming that Scar Laoliu was far away, when the inmates across the street heard snoring, Zheng Xiu quietly stood up, sat down casually in a dark corner, and closed his eyes.

"Gululu..."

After about a few minutes.

A strange whisper came to Zheng Xiu's ears again. When he heard it for the first time, Zheng Xiu felt horrified and had goosebumps all over his body. The sound was like a drowning man struggling in the water and spitting out bubbles.

This time, with mental preparation, Zheng Xiu was calm.

When he opened his eyes again, Zheng Xiu had arrived in another space.

Zheng Xiu is surrounded by endless gray mist.

He was in a separate cell in the mist.

"Kakaka..."

Zheng Xiu stood in the center of the cage, the thin mist beneath his feet moving without the wind, forming whirlpools.

The strange sound was as crisp as breaking bones. Following the sound, broken bones and arms twisted out from the whirlpool, as if they were trying to catch something.

Zheng Xiufang had not experienced this terrifying scene before Scar Laoliu interrupted his thoughts. At this time, he couldn't help but take a few steps back and bumped into the straight fence behind him.

laugh!

After Zheng Xiu fucked, the fence suddenly lit up with green fireworks, and the sudden pain in his anus scared Zheng Xiu back to reality.

I touched my butt, it was intact, but the burning and stinging pain was so clear, as if it was really burned.

The cell is still the same cell, Prison Camp No. 1, Cell A. There is still a faint white moonlight above the head, and behind the corridor are the snores of the other prisoners sleeping.

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment and closed his eyes again.

Once again familiar, Zheng Xiu fell into trance for a few seconds. When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness drifted into that strange cell. The only difference was that the bones protruding from the mist were self-organized into a table and a chair. The white bones

It is dense and dense, with clearly visible bone seams and a strange atmosphere everywhere.

On the table of bones, a yellowed and blood-stained paper roll was spread out silently. A few steps away, Zheng Xiu felt that the paper was hazy, and there was a mist that seemed to be motionless, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Will you please take a seat?"

Zheng Xiu smiled, took a few steps forward, and sat on the skeleton chair.

As soon as he sat down, a piercing chill came from underneath him. At the same time, it was like a pair of hands pushing away the thick fog on the paper roll, and the scene around Zheng Xiu changed.

He appeared high in the sky out of thin air, and beneath his feet, there was a boiling river of blood flowing among the undulating peaks.

Corpses of different shapes piled up into a pool, in which white maggots swam on their backs.

In the gloomy sky, the blood on the ground reflected the sky red. There was a huge brown eyeball in the center of the sky, with countless tentacles crawling around the independent eyeball.

The corpses on the ground were sucked high into the sky by the eyeballs, and the flesh and blood formed twisted armor of flesh and bones around the eyeballs.

Zheng Xiu was so shocked that he could not speak because of the illusion spread out on the scroll. Then, figures came from all directions, and they were individuals.

Some only had half of their decayed bodies left, their pale faces were covered in blood and flesh, and one eyeball was barely connected to its socket.

Some were riding giant beasts covered in blood, holding a severed arm several feet long in their hands as a hammer. Their skinless upper and lower jaws opened and closed, making strange cracking laughs.

Zheng Xiu even identified some characters among those figures that matched his impression, but added a layer of horror filter: the man-eating Buddha sitting on a lotus dripping with ink, the peerless swordsman with maggots crawling all over his body, and a gash on his belly.

The big-bellied Maitreya with a bloody mouth, and the five-clawed corpse dragon flying meandering together with the broken limbs...

These half-dead figures were either crazy or sneering, rushing towards the eyeball as huge as the sun and moon in the sky.

boom.

In front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, the huge eyeball suddenly exploded, turning into sporadic black light and scattering to all parts of the world. The black light went away very fast, and Zheng Xiu obviously had no time to count it, but for some reason, he only glanced at it and then subconsciously aimed.

The number of black lights.

No more, no less, a total of forty-nine rays of light.

At this time.

After the forty-nine black lights escaped, there was a moment of silence in the depths of the fog where the eyeballs exploded, and then a blood-red light flew out quietly, which was particularly conspicuous, like a meteorite, hitting where Zheng Xiu was.

The red "meteorite" got closer and closer, and it turned out to be a regular-shaped dice.

The dice faced the center of Zheng Xiu's field of vision, and the textures were distorted, as if they were trying to form a word.

--"Prisoners"!

In a daze, Zheng Xiu still saw the table and paper in front of him. There were no eyeballs, no mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, and no sword immortals with pork belly.

The difference from before is that on the yellow paper, a red dice is spinning.

Gululu——

Stopped.

That's a twenty-sided die.

The material is crystal clear. On the upward side, there is a frame with a figure in the frame.

Zheng Xiu didn't dare to touch it, but when he got a little closer, when he took a closer look, he was so frightened that he leaned back suddenly, and a numbness like an electric current ran from his scalp to his tailbone.

The figure in the frame is clearly Zheng Xiu, who is curled up motionless!

Such a horrifying scene made Zheng Xiu sit on the bone chair without daring to move. The more he sat, the more he felt his butt bumping.

When Zheng Xiu was silent, outside the prison, a strange piece of paper floated out of the mist and landed in front of Zheng Xiu.

Looking at the lines of text on the scroll, he scanned it back and forth several times. After a moment of astonishment, Zheng Xiu finally felt a bit dumbfounded:

"I've already become the richest man, why is Goldfinger here?"
Chapter completed!