"Give me a break now. What's the point of waiting a few more days? Meng Pingzhu will be out soon. If he sees me sitting next to you, he will probably attack you immediately. Then my end will be even worse.
, you won't be any better." Jin Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth weakly, but did not forcefully get up again. The huge blow had already made him despair. There was no hope of revenge or redress. He even hoped to suffer more abuse.
to relieve the pain in your heart.
"Just wait, we don't know who will end up worse." Yang Jing licked his dry lips, his fiery eyes turned to the coffins again, and there was something in his body that rushed up to open the coffins and tear apart the gravekeepers inside.
The urge to come out.
As night fell, a large amount of dry and hard corn was suddenly dropped from the high wall and scattered in the middle of the cemetery. The prisoners in each area woke up together, like wild beasts that were suddenly stimulated, and quickly gathered at the edge of the area, with vigilant eyes on those in other areas.
The prisoner walked back and forth.
In the ten-minute tense confrontation, the already smelly air gradually became suppressed. Even Di Cheng and the others who were on the edge could feel the ferocity and fanaticism in the eyes of the prisoners.
Just in case.
But after this tense confrontation lasted for nearly ten minutes, the imagined fierce battle did not break out. Several coughs were heard in the coffin. The prisoners in each area quickly bowed to the coffin, and then separated into five strong ones.
The prisoners rushed to the tombs to collect some of the dirt-covered crotches, then quickly returned to their respective areas, broke them in half, and distributed them to the others.
A tense confrontation quietly subsided. Looking at the devouring prisoners, Di Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also secretly laughed at himself for being too nervous. If a bloody battle broke out every time he ate, with the crazy and desperate spirit of these prisoners, less than five
Meals must be kept to a minimum.
Night finally came, but there was still no movement inside the coffin, and none of the gravekeepers left the "little nest." Only the prisoners in each area took turns to be on guard duty, showing no intention of relaxing.
Di Cheng was still observing the death row carefully. There was no violence or killing as imagined in the entire prison area, but the killing intent in the air was real. Even an ordinary person could detect it.
A considerable number of people's eyes were slightly blue. This was a physiological change caused by long-term killings by a violent person. It also indicated that this group of people would be quiet when they were quiet, but once they fought... the evil intent that broke out would definitely make people tremble.
Looking up at the dark night sky, the air tonight seems to be particularly muggy, which makes people feel irritated. Di Cheng frowned slightly. He seemed to have encountered this kind of weather when he first entered the railway prison, and then there was a rare heavy rain.
Why is it such a coincidence? The weather is usually dry and hot. Why did I encounter this situation when I changed prison areas?
Di Cheng didn't believe in God's will, and he wouldn't ridiculously think that he had caused the weather phenomenon, but this happened twice, which inevitably made people confused.
Yaya was still sleeping soundly, maybe because he had been tense for too long, and he slept particularly deeply this time, but Di Cheng was a little worried that when the rainstorm came, the little guy would fall into madness like he did in the sixth compound. Was it a fluke that night?
Or has this child experienced something on a rainy night? Could it be that the sad experience Annie mentioned happened on a rainy night many years ago?
Sometimes Di Cheng wanted to recruit Yaya into his army, but his inexplicable interest in Yinyin and the occasional outburst of terrible hatred forced him to be cautious.
Now that he has entered the death row, as long as he finds out the situation in the death row, he will definitely take action against Xue Ying. All the prisoners here are bloody evildoers, but Di Cheng is also confident that if the seven of them join forces to attack, the possibility of victory will be greatly improved. But
Once the map is obtained, how will Ya Ya, Gao Sen, and You Ling react, and how will I deal with their accusations?
Also, seeing that the mission is about to enter a critical moment, how will I escape from this hell on earth?!
In the dull summer night and the silent death row, Di Cheng couldn't help but have various associations. Perhaps he and Yang Jing could no longer hold anything back. Completing the mission and breaking out of hell was the top priority!
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the sultry heat and depression in the air are getting heavier and heavier. It is pitch black above the head, without any starlight, but Di Cheng seems to feel that particularly thick dark clouds are gathering over the death prison and over the vast mountains.
.
If it's going to rain, I'm afraid it won't be rainy this time! Di Cheng couldn't help but think.
When the sky gradually became brighter, a particularly suppressed muffled thunder sounded above the head. The originally sultry weather seemed to suddenly cool down, and the wind mixed with dust formed small whirlwinds in the tomb.
"Look! That's it." Yang Jing woke up and was attracted by the spectacular scene above his head. The rolling dark clouds appeared suddenly like a sea, rolling and surging like waves, but the color turned into a different kind of black.
The entire sky was completely shrouded in thick dark clouds, leaving the surrounding environment in a strange darkness.
"It will rain heavily." Di Cheng looked up at the thick clouds in the sky and said softly.
As the wind became louder and louder, the prisoners on death row woke up one after another, and were soon attracted by the rare spectacle.
A creaking and booming sound sounded, attracting everyone's attention, but this time it was not some thunder in the sky, but... the sound of a coffin being pushed.
Gao Sen and others all stood up. Yaya, who had been sleeping soundly, climbed up. The baby in his arms fell to the ground. His pink hands slowly clasped together, and a cold and cold light flashed in his empty eyes.
The gravekeeper is coming out of the coffin!
Di Cheng took a deep breath, and the momentum of his whole body gradually increased. Click! The joints collided, and the long-hidden strength was finally completely released at this moment! The frightening momentum filled the cemetery as the strong wind roared.
Gao Sen took off his glasses and carefully put them into his pocket. Click! He twisted his neck and shrugged his shoulders. The next moment, his gentle appearance was replaced by a ferocious one, and bloodthirsty fever filled the air.
Ah, a hoarse sound like the friction of sand and gravel came from her throat. You Ling stretched out her arms, raised her head and hugged the sky, her long hair flying, and her cold eyes exuded a terrifying chill in the dim space.
Ye Wantong's heart trembled, and she couldn't hide her horror as she looked at Di Cheng and others who were suddenly filled with terrible evil. With her knowledge and determination, she also felt an inexplicable chill at this moment, and the pressure full of blood forced her.
Take a few steps back.
Who are these people?!
Jin Xuan slowly widened his eyes and looked at the five people in front of him absentmindedly. His own strength was not that great, but his ability to see people was extremely accurate. His intuition told him that any one of them was comparable to the most perfect one he had ever had.
masterpiece!
Who are they? What are they going to do?!
This murderous intention is as real as reality!
The thunder roared, getting more and more violent, the wind howled, and dust filled the sky.
The coffin lid was pushed, and the eighteen coffins shook at the same time.
Bang! A coffin lid fell to the ground, and the dull sound struck the hearts of Di Cheng and others like thunder. Although he was not in a hurry to launch an attack in the early morning, he had to guard against the provocation of these gravekeepers!
Bang! Bang bang!
One after another, the coffin lids crashed to the ground, and soon, all eighteen coffins were pushed open.
"This day... is going to change?" A voice like ice slag came from one of the coffins. A man with long hair slowly sat up and squinted at the sky. The sky was a little dark, making it difficult to see clearly.
There was only a cold and evil aura spreading uncontrollably around the person's appearance.
"It looks like there's going to be a heavy rain." Another figure sat up and looked at the rolling dark clouds above his head with a dull expression.
"I hate rain, and I hate the muggy heat before it rains even more."
"Huh, so what if you hate it. Is it possible that you can still resist the sky?"
"I like rainy nights. This is God's cleansing of the world, washing away all sins and making people clean again."
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In the dimness, one figure after another sat up from the coffin, and the aura of killing that was different from ordinary people floated silently in the air, spreading throughout the death row cemetery with strong winds.
"Crow!" Ye Wantong suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, staring at the figure sitting up in the coffin in front of her with a solemn expression.
Her long hair is flying, her face is fair and clear, her lips are as red as blood, and her facial lines are smooth and resolute, as beautiful as a woman. Her eyelashes are thick and dark, like black eye circles, which set off the eyes that are sunken into the sockets with an extremely evil look!
Like a fox’s eyes, but also like a crow’s pupils!
Handsome, evilly beautiful! Such a face has a fatal temptation for any woman, but it is such a handsome man who is the controller of the most terrifying purgatory in Chixiang Prison, the first gravekeeper of the death row, Crow, Xi Yuhuang
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PS: The critical moment will come the day after tomorrow, so the outbreak is postponed to that day, so that the brothers can watch it more passionately! In addition, I wish Taixing Hu and Dan Nian to be crowned the masters of the fan list!!
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*I am shamelessly begging for flowers.
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