"It's over!" Kenmen shouted loudly: "The trial is over, let us go back!"
Except for Andreyer, who was still in a daze, the other six people couldn't wait to return to the prison to undergo reform, and looked at Ash with eagerness. However, Ash still maintained the posture of holding the "Catalogue of Sinners" and looked at them calmly.
, without any action.
Everyone is panicking, right? Does this escaped prisoner plan to kill them all?
Buzzing.
Suddenly, the sound of a turbine engine came from the distance. Everyone turned around and saw that on the lake stained red by the blood moon, a speedboat was approaching in the wind and waves. Although the people on the boat could not be seen, they could tell with their toenails.
, this is definitely not a middle-aged man who comes to fish at night, but a blood-crazed hunter from the Crime Hunting Hall!
Seeing that someone finally came to stop the escaped convicts from doing whatever they wanted, not only were everyone not happy, but they became even more panicked!
No, no, no such thing as coming to rescue after the trial is over!
Originally, the escaped convicts might have been considering whether to spare their lives, but now that they are so frightened by the Crime Hunting Agency, they might not ruthlessly kill them on the spot to provoke the Blood Moon Kingdom.
Now they no longer have any hope for the sanity of Ash, the escaped prisoner, but any rational person would honestly escape from prison, instead of holding a prison escape trial themselves, putting the mayor on the dock, and inducing everyone to tell the story of what happened in the Blood Moon Kingdom.
Those dark sides where glory cannot shine!
In their opinion, Asher Heath no longer intends to live. He just wants to turn his funeral into a circus performance and plan a gorgeous ending for himself!
But if you want to become a firework, just do it yourself. Don't drag us to meet the Blood Moon Master!
Seeing the speedboat in the distance, Ash also made some moves. He closed the "Catalog of Sinners" and reached into the pocket of his windbreaker.
Zheng!
With a distant sword cry, a line of blood separated Broken Lake, cut through the night sky, crossed a long distance, and pierced Ash's chest far away!
This blood thread is like a substance. With a sudden pull, the person is pulled directly from the speedboat to the sea-viewing rooftop!
Looking at the figure falling on the rooftop, with half-sleeved blood-crazed criminals, white hair and red eyes, the condemned prisoners immediately felt at ease.
It’s Gerald, the blood-mad hunter! The three-winged holy domain magician!
With him here, this prison escapee must be
"Huh?" Kenmen asked blankly, "Where is that person?"
Andreyer finally recovered from the death of his political opponent. He turned to look at the rooftop and found that Gerrard was the only one there.
And the host Asher Heath, who brought them together and planned this extra chapter of the Blood Moon Trial, which may be the highest-rated in history, has disappeared.
There's no way he could escape without a trace in front of the three-winged magician, right?
Moreover, Gerald clearly hit him just now, so why is he missing?
Even if he died, there should be a body left behind, unless...
"Substitute magic spirit."
Gerald knelt down, turning a blind eye to the crucial "Catalog of Sinners", reached out and picked up something similar to a signature pen, and lightly pressed the mechanism inside.
Ash's voice came from inside: "Yes, you are right, so I don't really want you to tell the 'illegal facts', but I hope you will tell Fei Nanxue's legal and illegal acts...
"
A voice recorder is a regular item for most citizens in the Blood Moon Kingdom. It is specially used to record other people's words and deeds. If you record other people's discriminatory/criminal words and deeds, you can take it to the Criminal Investigation Department to report it with your real name. The Criminal Investigation Department will report to citizens who maintain public order.
There are cash rewards and you can improve your citizen credit rating.
Gerald looked at the pens on the ground. He didn't know that the Crime Hunting Hall had been tricked. The speeches that Ash just made in the live broadcast were all made by these recording pens!
Because the creation of a true clone that can think, act and speak independently is at least a three-winged miracle, no one in the Hunting Hall thought that Ash in the live broadcast room was fake. Gerald did not hesitate to come by speedboat in person.
I just want to arrest the culprit as soon as possible.
Yes, although there is no evidence now, Gerald is convinced in his heart that the mastermind of this prison break must be and can only be the leader of the Four Pillar God cult, Asher Hiss!
Suddenly, Gerald found a recording pen wrapped with a bow ribbon. He picked it up and pressed it, and a noisy voice came from inside:
"Hey? Why don't you say anything anymore, Igula? Didn't you just say it very enthusiastically? What about Gerald being kicked out of the research institute for peeping at the legendary magician's bath? What about Gerald spending a lot of money on relief?
Poor girl, why is Gerald the public plug for more than a dozen Veela... Please tell me more, I really like to hear this kind of legendary story."
"Alas, the famous 'Deceiver' Igura Borgin refuses to speak, so it's my turn to leave a message. Hi, Gerald Wilminster, this is 'The Innocent' Asher Hiss,
Although I want to advise you not to come and arrest me, I guess you can’t listen to harsh advice, so I can only advise you to arrest a few of them.”
"Igoura Borgin, Archibald Harvey, Rona Chios, Ronald Wade, they are all villains with a lot of heinous crimes. Can you go and catch them first? Let's
If I live in fear for a few more days, just treat it as punishment, okay?"
"Don't get me wrong, Gerald, I don't actually want to provoke you, I really treat you as a friend. So I wanted to leave a message to thank you."
"After all, if you hadn't let me go that night, how could I have escaped tonight? Thank you, Gerard, you are my hero."
Snap!
Gerald crushed the recording pen, ignored the sad eyes of the condemned prisoners on the stone pillar, and turned to look at the edge of the lake. At this time, dark clouds passed by, blocking the moonlight, and the world was dark. Only the eyes of the Blood Saints were still as bright as
fire.
"Axiu, you don't even want to come in person to say thank you. Isn't this too insincere?"
At a construction site in the Pearl District of Kaimon City, five people wearing prison guard uniforms walked to the roof of an unfinished building and looked at the bustling metropolis in the distance.
The Pearl District, also known as the 'Pig District', like the Wheat Sheep District, which is called the 'lower class district', is where the lower class people of Kaimon City live.
The difference is that the lower-class area is a lower-class area that has existed for hundreds of years. Although it is poor, it is lively and well-regulated; while the pig area is a new planning area that only appeared in the past twenty years due to certain political issues.
As a result, the development has been put on hold, and the construction team cannot even afford to pay to complete the building. The future commercial district will turn into a large septic tank where gangs, vagrants, and criminals gather.
Suddenly, all five of them felt their souls relax a little, as if some restraint had been lifted.
"Financier is dead, Harvey, your contract with us is over," Ronner said.
Harvey nodded and said sincerely: "Thank you."
"It's strange. We don't have a chip and we didn't see Fei Nanxue's death. How come we automatically completed the contract?" Ya Xiu asked curiously: "Could it be that the virtual realm will help us judge the progress of the contract. When it finds out that Fei Nanxue is dead,
Just deal with this contract right away?"
"That's why all walks of life need contractors." Igura said with a smile: "Most of the time, the virtual world is the most fair judge. Since it is successful, it means that Yaxiu really only used those few recordings.
Presiding over a blood moon trial…how did you do that?”
"Isn't it simple?"
"Simple? How do you predict what others will say?"
"At first glance, I can tell that you have never given a business speech. How can you induce others to ask the questions you need? However, it is a necessary skill in the workplace. Promotion and salary increase depend entirely on it." Ya Xiu spread his hands: "Wait until you are hired by Party A.
The more severe the beating, the more plans will be made to ensure nothing goes wrong."
Although he didn't quite believe it, Igula couldn't say anything. After all, he was responsible for one-to-one personal direct sales, and Yaxiu was the leader of a cult that engaged in group marketing. Yaxiu really had a better say in this aspect.
Ronald clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention: "Everyone, since Harvey's contract has ended, and we have successfully escaped from prison, we have arrived at the edge of Cammon City. We have the city on our right and the suburbs on our left."
"Then it's time to disband, right?"
Lang Na, Iguola, Harvey and others nodded happily, and Ash said with emotion: "Thank you very much for everyone's support, we can complete this almost absurd plan. This credit, this honor belongs to each of us."
one person!"
He put his finger into his mouth: "I, Ash Heath, will never forget each of you."
boom!
collapse!
Snap!
Ash drew out the "Kou Mi Belly Sword" from his mouth, quickly retreated and raised the sword barrier, swung the sword directly at Lang Na, and the Heart Sword stabbed the bald man like a flying light;
Ronner turned into a werewolf and pounced on Harvey, and the darkness became his servant, sweeping away overwhelmingly;
Harvey waved his hands and shot out three gray-black cones of death energy, stabbing Igurra, Rona and Ronald respectively;
Ronald threw his hands, and a large handful of steel balls stopped in the air and suddenly locked onto the Trickster's guidance. In a few tenths of a second, the speed of the steel balls accelerated to the point where they cut the air and broke the sound barrier;
Igula let out a spiritual scream on the spot, and the ripples of vibrations were like armor to offset other effects and flying props. The sharp sound caused several cracks to collapse in the unfinished building!
Now that the team is disbanded, we are enemies!
Does anyone think that if we escape from prison together, we will become good friends who depend on each other for life and death? No, right?