Chapter 58, disaster, the sky destroys Chixiang (1)
"Parchment?!" Crow, Diao Zun and others couldn't help but frowned, it was this name again! I remember that many people had entered the death row and asked Xue Ying for some kind of parchment. But no one was there.
If it succeeds, it will eventually become nothing more than a new grave in the death row cemetery.
This time it's a parchment again! What kind of treasure is it that has provoked so many people to take action? This time, so many terrifying monsters have been sent.
Many prisoners turned a blind eye to the soldiers who entered the death row forcefully, and all eyes were fixed on Di Cheng and others in the fierce battle.
Any prisoner in the death row knows some kung fu, and the power unleashed by the desperate attack cannot be underestimated, let alone the number of nearly 200.
The initial surprise attack by Di Cheng and the six men achieved excellent results. Just a few encounters caused more than 20 people to lose their combat effectiveness. However, as the battle continued and deepened, the pressure increased and the offensive was fierce.
Gradually, there were signs of being contained, and a balance between offense and defense was soon formed.
It was difficult for Di Cheng and the six men to continue to expand their victory, and more than a hundred prisoners could not surround and kill them. But even so, the shock in people's hearts gradually emerged.
In the death row, even a strong man like Meng Pingzhu did not dare to challenge more than thirty prisoners alone, but today, Di Cheng and the others actually fought against nearly two hundred people.
This kind of group battle is not a superposition of one plus one. One person can challenge thirty people alone, but two people may not be able to suppress fifty people.
What's more, there are nearly two hundred people!
As the battle continued, Yang Jing was the first to show signs of defeat. Although he was full of unwillingness, the previous battle consumed too much of his physical strength, and he had to temporarily put aside his aloofness and move towards the edge of the battle circle. Di Cheng and others
People's stress increases accordingly.
In fact, it was not Di Cheng, Gao Sen, You Ling, or Ya Ya who really played a supporting role in the entire battlefield. There was no doubt about their ability in single combat, but when it came to melee combat, they were far inferior to Da Han who was going crazy in the middle.
He grabbed the prisoner's restraints or anklets with his palms, used them as weapons, and violently smashed the people around him. He strode wildly, breaking up the defense line that the opponent had just assembled, and then smashed the human stick forward in his hand.
, coupled with the fact that his power was so explosive that the other prisoners would be instantly injured if he touched him. His bull-like appearance was terrifying.
"Xue Ying, a parchment will give you a life, hand it over!" With his sharp claws flying, Di Cheng struck out fiercely, blocking all the fists dancing around him, and his cold eyes locked on Xue Ying at the edge of the battle circle.
"I didn't expect those guys to give up. To tell you the truth, I destroyed the parchment a long time ago. That piece of shit ruined the gang I worked so hard to build. What's the use of keeping it?" Xue Ying almost roared.
He roared out, and his heart was bleeding. In less than half an hour, there were already nearly sixty of his subordinates who were alive or dead, and this number was even growing. Although the three bodyguards were assisted by other prisoners, they
The little baby seemed to be going crazy, suppressing them tightly, as if he might die at any time.
"Xue Ying, wake up! Hand over the parchment and let's stop here, otherwise we don't mind killing them all!" Di Cheng didn't believe his nonsense, so the offensive was fierce again, and the prisoners around him were in a panic. But the heavy rain was helpless.
It was too dense, and the ground was full of mud and shallow pits, restricting each other's movement, and the rain was pouring down, affecting each other's sight and offensive.
"Don't even think about it! You all die!" With a wave of his hand, the twenty reserve personnel behind him pressed towards the battle circle again.
"The parchment is just a scourge to us. As long as you hand it over, we guarantee that no one will come in to trouble you from now on. You can enjoy your life in this death row, how about it?!"
"Enjoy life? Enjoy life in this hell?! My brother, my career, and my family were all ruined because of that bullshit parchment, and I was thrown into this hellish place to suffer! Di Cheng,
I don’t have the parchment, but I have the life! I didn’t hand it over at the beginning, and I won’t hand it over now either, so give up!”
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined! Xue Ying, you are asking for death!" Di Cheng's eyes were filled with anger, and he suddenly shouted: "Dahan! Come here!"
"Here we come!" Dahan fiercely took out the three dead corpses in his hands, and rushed forward like a mad bull. Ignoring all attacks, he opened a passage and rushed to the side of Di Cheng.
His big hands grabbed the two men's necks and stirred them around violently.
That crazy momentum not only made the prisoners inside tremble, but everyone watching the battle couldn't help but breathe frequently. That stupid big guy was like a heavily armored tank, with rough skin and thick flesh, and terrifying strength!
The crowd was in chaos, and Di Cheng, who was under siege, escaped in an instant, jumped up with a twist of his feet, and landed on Dahan's shoulders.
"Dahan, mess up this place for me, the messier the better! After we get out, I'll take you to a big dinner!" Di Cheng laughed evilly, curled up his legs and suddenly ejected forward, somersaulting in the air, and fell outside the battle circle. Cold and stern
He glanced at Xue Ying, then changed his target and rushed towards the coffin.
"Stop him!" With a sudden thought in his heart, Xue Ying's eyes instantly turned blood red, and he jumped up as if he had stepped on his tail. He rushed over in person with a ferocious face. The prisoners around him didn't understand what was happening, but their good discipline made them follow closely.
superior.
Dahan shook his head hard, crossed his hands on his chest, half curled up, roared like a tiger, and charged wildly again, from one end to the other, punching through the tightly knit war zone. Along the way, he passed by a crowd of people.
It was a big mess. I don't know if he was addicted to playing, or if Di Cheng's words about "big meal" stimulated him after he had been hungry for too long. Dahan turned around and rushed again, from east to west, from south to north, and then from
From west to east, from north to south, they went back and forth frantically among the dense crowd. The fierce battlefield was instantly chaotic, and with the potholes under their feet filled with sticky mud, many prisoners threw themselves to the ground under the crowd, and were quickly beaten by other companions.
They were trampled over, killed or injured, and the scene became more and more chaotic.
Everyone around looked at the charging bull in confusion. Who would have thought that this guy's impact was so powerful and the effect it brought was so... shocking.
"It's time to counterattack!" Gao Sen, who had escaped from trouble, laughed wildly, gliding with his feet tightly against the ground, weaving in and out of the chaotic crowd, raining down ruthless moves on the surrounding prisoners like a curtain of rain, catching a large number of prisoners by surprise without even reacting.
He died tragically on the spot.
"Capture the thief first, capture the king first, Xue Ying, you are mine." You Ling floated up like a nighthawk, stepping on the shoulders of the prisoners and ejecting silently, her narrow eyes locked firmly on Xue Ying in front of her.
"It's over. Mom is lonely. You go down and accompany her!" Yaya's pink-looking little hands broke the neck of one of the three bodyguards, and his stern eyes were locked on the other two. The battlefield was in chaos, and the interference of the other prisoners was no longer possible.
To check and balance him, now is the time to settle the general ledger.
"At the last moment, count me in!" Foreign aid Yang Jing was stimulated by this bloody battlefield and fought in again regardless of the pain.
However... just as the death prison battlefield was reversed and the scene was extremely chaotic, a disaster that no one could have predicted was unknowingly crushing the entire Chixiang Prison.
"Captain, when did there become so many rats on this mountain?"
On the high wall at the outermost edge of the prison, a soldier looked at the group of rats running wildly on the mountain in surprise. The rainstorm was so strong that the rat holes and other caves on the mountain were completely submerged. The frightened rats could only stare at the rainstorm in panic.
Escape. But this time the number of rats...isn't it a bit exaggerated? The mountains and fields are covered in darkness, which makes people feel like their scalp is numb.
The captain of the "Rat Pack" put down his telescope and frowned tightly. The number of rats was really excessive.
"Fortunately, there was a heavy rain. If these rats are allowed to breed again, maybe the entire mountain will be hollowed out by them. Run away, far away, it is best to drown them all." A soldier muttered disgustingly.
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Hollowed out?! His heart suddenly trembled. The captain grabbed the telescope and fixed it on the mountain in front again, patrolling it back and forth as if searching for something.
"Captain, what's wrong? The mice have all run away. After this rainstorm, let's get rid of all the cats in the prison so that they can be cleaned up." The soldiers laughed.
But the captain couldn't listen to anything at this time. As the telescope turned, his face was completely pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Captain?" The soldiers pushed the captain curiously.
"Sound the alarm!" Suddenly, the captain jumped up like crazy, grabbed the loudspeaker and roared hysterically: "Level 1 alarm, retreat, retreat, everyone evacuate Chixiang Prison, retreat, retreat!!!!"
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