"Uh ah..." The scholar turned around in pain, as if the dark animal nature was trying its best to break free from his body. However, after a short while, when he raised his eyes again, his eyes had already changed.
It's all cold and there's no trace of humanity left.
He stared at Bai Qinghan, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Bai Qinghan did not dare to act rashly and stood upright to confront him, but there were beads of sweat on his forehead. The evil spirit exuded by the scholar was so powerful that everyone in the prison trembled.
The prisoners all changed their faces in fear, and rushed to the iron railings to call for help: "Brother Jailer! Help! Help! The scholar has turned into a monster again! Help!"
Several jailers came after hearing the sound, and their legs felt a little weak when they saw the scholar's appearance.
They poked into the cell with slender sticks, and the long sticks fell densely like raindrops, and they greeted the scholars as if they were animals.
The scholar was irritated. He turned around and faced the jailer outside. He opened his mouth wide, narrowed his eyes, and made a "hissing" sound in his throat. His fangs struck up and down, and the regular sound echoed in the cell.
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A jailer was frightened by the scholar's fierce eyes and took a few steps back. For a moment, he didn't dare to stab him with a stick anymore. He called to the people next to him and said, "Let's go... don't mess with him... he's in jail anyway."
Even in prison, he can't hurt us."
As soon as he said this, the prisoners inside became anxious: "Then what should we do? He has already killed one person before... There is not even a place to hide here!"
The jailer cursed: "You are all prisoners on death row. You will die sooner or later, and at the latest it will be after autumn. What difference does it make if you live one more day or one less!"
Another jailer also said: "When we were outside, we were all powerful and had countless followers, but why were we so frightened by a white-faced scholar? If more than a dozen of you came together, you couldn't beat him! You're really worthless!"
The disfigured man was not happy and shouted: "Mother Xipi, don't say sarcastic words there! If you have the ability, come in and fight! This damn scholar is not a human! He is a monster! Can a human defeat a monster?"
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There was a jailer who was also young and had just taken office. He was so excited by the disfigured man that he jabbed a stick into the disfigured man's face. He struck with such force that stars appeared in his eyes when he jabbed the stick.
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The disfigured man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, along with his front teeth.
The young jailer cursed: "What are you talking about? Now you know you are afraid? If you had known you were afraid, you would not have done anything wrong! If you are capable of killing people and stealing goods, don't be afraid of death. What are you doing here after you are on death row?
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The disfigured man covered his mouth and looked at the young jailer bitterly, but there was nothing he could do. The jailers were separated by an iron railing and held long sticks in their hands, so they were so arrogant. If they were really singled out to fight alone,
Dude, these idle jailers are really not enough.
The young jailer stared at the irritable scholar crawling back and forth in front of the railings, and said in amazement: "This is a rare sight. What kind of evil is this man? How did he end up like this?"
The other jailers were a little scared and persuaded him to leave here quickly. After all, they had seen the scholar bite someone to death last time, and the jailers were no less afraid of the scholar than the prisoners.