As for Mario, Gunter and Johnny, as soon as these three strong men slipped out of the cell, they each blended into the crowd and fled separately.
But they still remembered Isabella's plan.
That is to let them find a way to meet up in the warden's room, take the opportunity to steal the warden's stolen money, and then escape with the money.
Although in their opinion, as long as they stay in this prison for one more minute, there will be more danger.
After all, after a riot broke out in the prison, the warden notified his superiors and asked for reinforcements.
But in the end, their greed for money defeated their timidity and caution.
Over the years, the warden has been sitting firmly in this position, and he does not know how much stolen money he has collected. If he can keep it as his own, he will not become rich overnight, but at least he will be able to make a smooth living after escaping.
Change your look and enjoy life.
In this way, Mario pushed and shoved in the crowd, avoiding the soldiers while rushing to the warden's room.
However, at some point, someone suddenly appeared beside him from behind and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hey, Mario," a familiar voice suddenly sounded, "I want to discuss something with you."
Mario turned his head in response and found that it was Gunter.
"What happened?" he asked.
Gunter covered his mouth with his hand and whispered: "How about we kill Johnny and that pretty girl quietly before we get to the destination. In this way, there will be two less people to share the money with."
"this……"
Mario heard his heart pounding.
He knew that if he could grab a little more money this time, he might have the opportunity to redeem himself, become a free citizen of the Essar Empire, and live openly and honestly in the world.
But……
"But... that pretty girl's fighting ability far exceeds our expectations, and she may have more than one so-called 'little spell'. I'm worried that we can't defeat her."
"What are you afraid of?" Gunter said with a smile beside him, "She was able to defeat us before because we saw that she was a woman and were not wary of her, so she took advantage. Now, not only do we
Even if you are fully prepared, are you still worried about not being able to beat her if it’s still two against one?”
Mario nodded, convinced.
In his opinion, being beaten up and begging for mercy by a delicate-looking woman was simply the most embarrassing thing in his life. He had long wanted to get this thing back.
In the blink of an eye, another wave of slaves rushed past him like a tide. When Mario turned around, Gunter could no longer be found.
However, Mario, this guy's IQ is not very high, and he is busy running for his life, so he obviously neglected one very important thing.
That is, Gunter clearly slipped out of the cell a few seconds before him and ran faster than him. According to common sense, he should be far ahead of him.
But why did Gunter appear next to him from behind just now?
…………
A few minutes later, Mario arrived at the warden's room as planned.
At this time, the door to the room was open, and Gunter and Johnny were inside. The two of them were bending over, trying hard to pull a sack containing gold coins out from under the bed.
After Mario came in, both of them raised their heads and glanced at him.
Mario looked at Gunter and felt that the other person was giving him a wink, so he nodded tacitly, walked towards Johnny, punched him hard on the temple, and at the same time used his other hand to pinch him.
Hold his throat.
But at this moment, something strange happened
Gunter grabbed a can from the ground and threw it at Mario.
Johnny picked up an old iron plate and struck it at the back of Gunter's neck.
Immediately afterwards, the three of them stared at their "ally" dumbfounded, showing expressions of disbelief.
Mario stared at Gunter and thought: "Damn it, didn't we make an appointment to deal with Johnny and the pretty girl together?"
Gunter stared at Johnny and thought: "Damn it, didn't we make an appointment to deal with Mario and Pretty Girl together?"
Johnny stared at Mario and thought: "Damn it, didn't we make an appointment to deal with Gunter and Pretty Girl together?"
At this critical moment, if the three of them have brains and are willing to calm down and communicate, they will soon be able to discover problems, such as why Isabella did not come to this room as agreed.
In this way, they can easily eliminate the misunderstanding and then jointly deal with the culprit.
But obviously, anger had swept through their entire bodies and minds; and the bag of gold coins next to them only added fuel to their impulsive emotions.
Mario was unable to restrain his anger at first.
He grabbed a broom and swung it hard at Gunter's head, intending to use all his strength to beat this "traitor" who betrayed him to death.
Not to be outdone, the other two quickly fought back.
The three big men with simple minds and strong limbs were fighting together like this. Brooms, iron plates, cans, tables, and chairs were flying back and forth in the air, and sweat and blood were splashing everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them fell to the ground together, their bodies bruised and bloody, and they were no longer breathing.
An ordinary soldier stood outside the door and witnessed this scene completely.
After the three people were completely dead, the soldier shook his head silently and transformed into a young woman with silver hair and a beautiful figure. She walked into the room with light steps.
Of course she is Isabella.
Ever since she heard that these three people were imprisoned for violating an innocent woman, Isabella has made up her mind that even if she needs to use them to escape, she must uphold justice and never let the evildoers escape with money.
But she never expected that these three people were more greedy and violent than she imagined. With just a few alienating words from her, they would kill each other and eventually they would all die.
"This is the consequence of not having faith..." Isabella sighed softly.
Then, she mobilized the power of the gods and easily lifted the heavy bag of gold coins and carried it on her shoulders.
Then she looked out the door.
Soldiers and slaves mingled together, like a chaotic torrent, filling the corridors of the prison and surging back and forth.
At this time, the soldiers finally discovered that she had restored her original appearance.
"She's here!"
"She's here!"
"That damn bitch is hiding in here!"
"..."
They shouted excitedly one by one while pushing those around them back, scrambling to grab the credit.
Isabella smiled, grabbed a handful of gold coins from the sack, and threw them towards the crowd, adding fuel to the extreme chaos.
Seeing such a scene, the soldiers in front immediately left Isabella aside and were busy picking up the money.
As ordinary jailers, they usually do not receive much salary, and are often deducted part of it by the warden.
If they can take the opportunity to pick up a few gold coins, they can greatly improve the food when they return.
The slaves behind were even more cursing and pushing forward, obstructing the surrounding soldiers, only wishing that the money did not fall into their hands.
All this was exactly what Isabella expected.
As she scattered the money, she walked towards the prison door with calm steps, and no one stopped her along the way.
Looking around at this time, you can see that everyone picking up money is prostrate on the ground; Isabella is walking with her head held high, like a king patrolling her territory.
After Isabella successfully walked out of the prison, she jumped onto the viewing platform of the arena and threw all the gold coins left in the sack to the escaping slaves.
"Fight for freedom!" she shouted in an inflammatory tone.
Her words seemed to ignite the fire of rebellion in the slaves' hearts.
Most of these slaves were prisoners of war from the Essar Empire. However, over the years, due to their defeat, they became commodities and beasts in the eyes of the empire's rulers, and lived in humiliation.
On weekdays, they are detained in scattered prisons, making it difficult to communicate and escape, let alone resist. As time goes by, the emotion of resistance can only be buried deep in their hearts and imprisoned by reason.
But today, when they escaped from the prison and everyone gathered together, they seemed to suddenly have the courage to fear nothing.
It seems that as long as they all stand together and follow a leader, no one can stop them from regaining their freedom.
"Fight for freedom!" The slaves looked at Isabella standing on the viewing platform and shouted in unison.
The thunderous roar resounded through the desert rock city and lasted for a long time.
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