When Qin Tian walked towards the cell door, there were sounds of the iron door being opened from outside.
And the sound of chains dragging on the ground, and the sound of evil spirits grinding their teeth.
There were dozens of cells in the entire dungeon. The doors of the remaining cells were opened one after another.
The extremely dangerous prisoners inside, like devils in the darkness, are all walking towards Ward 3.
This was Suzuki's proud plan. On the one hand, he starved Qin Tian and consumed Qin Tian's physical strength. On the other hand, he used delicious food to double the number of prisoners in other prisons.
Now, he opened the cell door to let these ferocious evil spirits, who were full of food and drink and had nowhere to vent their anger, come together to deal with Qin Tian.
"Your Majesty, it's dangerous!" Kameda, who was sleeping soundly and seemingly unaware of the outside world, turned over and sat up when he heard the voice.
He looked at the dark figures outside the prison with fear in his eyes.
At the same time, Zhengxiong and others were all frightened.
Although they are vicious, they are nothing compared to the prisoners outside who are treated separately and specially.
To put it bluntly, in this dungeon, they are just small characters making small fuss. They are detained as helpers.
The purpose of this dungeon's existence is to imprison the people outside.
Those are all demonic thieves who shocked everyone.
Now, after Suzuki fed them, he released them to deal with Qin Tian. This is too cruel!
Like a zombie siege.
Surprisingly, Qin Tian seemed not to notice and did not slow down at all.
Soon, he came to the cell door, waved his hand, the iron lock on the door fell, and the iron door opened automatically.
"Boy, you are about to die!"
Outside, a ferocious giant man laughed ferociously and rushed forward first.
"It's a fierce ghost!"
"The fierce ghost who killed forty-eight people in one night ten years ago!" Kameda exclaimed after recognizing this person.
Zhengxiong and others were all trembling.
Qin Tian said nothing, and his strong body rushed out like a black leopard.
Facing the fist that came up like a hammer from a fierce ghost, he punched him in the same way and faced it.
"Bang!"
The two fists hit each other, and the air emitted exploding sound waves.
Then, there was a shrill scream.
The fierce ghost's hammer-like fist was smashed to pieces by Qin Tian like a piece of tofu. His people also flew out.
However, this blow did not scare away those people behind. They were all extremely vicious people. The stronger the enemy, the more their ferocity was aroused.
They were like emotionless zombies, trampling the fierce ghosts under their feet. The strong winds connected into a black tide and swept toward Qin Tian.
Qin Tian's face was expressionless, as if he had gone back to the time when he was in Hell's Prison. In order to train him, the old shopkeeper would occasionally select death row prisoners from outside to train him.
The scene at that time was much more dangerous than it is now. Those on death row would either die in his hands. Or, if they killed him, they would be forgiven of all their crimes.
A similar scene made Qin Tian look stern, but the blood in his body was surging.
Fist to fist!
Leg to leg!
Meat versus meat!
There were no fancy moves, he used the simplest, most brutal, most direct and effective method in human history.
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
The dark dungeon seemed to have become a killing field.
Piercing screams sounded one after another, and people kept flying out.
Almost three minutes later, Qin Tian stood proudly. There was no one left standing around him.
The injured guys fell in the dark corner, trembling as if they were looking at demons.