Chapter 592: Dark and bright eyes (Mon./Wed.)

Tick ​​... Tick ...
In the cold and humid underground space, water droplets beat in the dark corners. The smell of rancid and moldy persists, so that the area of ​​Thunder Hell is always permeated with an unbearable stench.
Rumble! !! !!
The colorless ceiling suddenly exploded the Thunder snake, a thunder light fell from the sky, hit the metal floor ... Suddenly, the whole prison lit up.
"Hmm ... Ah!"
"Don't ... don't ... come again ..."
Being baptized by electric current, the prisoners have different looks ... except for a few powerful people who can ignore the electric current body, the other prisoners are trembling all over, and then spit in the mouth and fainted.
But it doesn't matter, they will wake up soon.
It's not related to resilience, but the next Thunder is brewing, which will wake them up "gently".
Advance City LV.6 is no longer the kind of place where you can survive. The black space named "Infinite Hell" is officially renamed "Thunder Hell". Its existence is to make these invisible prisoners. A little torture until death.
Death is not terrible, it is terrible to feel your fear of death step by step.
Ron had experienced the despair himself, so he copied it on these prisoners.
Magellan was very grateful to Ron, because within a few months, several prisoners who would rather die before they begged for mercy and sold all their bodies and souls in exchange for an opportunity to avoid lightning strikes.
Even if you don't hesitate to wear a slave, you will have an explosive collar, swallow a remote control bomb in your stomach, and become a new defensive force to promote the city.
These guys were called "human dogs" by the advance city defenders.
Even if they are not transformed into dementia, they have nothing to do with people.
"Well, seeing everyone being so energetic, I suddenly wanted to change my career."
After the thunderstrike, at this moment, a voice that all prisoners would never forget came from the gate.
For a moment, no matter it was the world-famous executioner or ambitious ambition, there was a flash of fear in his eyes at the same time, and he turned his head.
When he saw the figure at the door, one screamed.
"Do not!!"
"This is an illusion! Get away, you demon!"
"Let's meet again for a long time, don't be so ruthless. I remember your name is Rizzach ... right?"
Ron was holding two "human dogs" with an iron chain in his hand, sneered into Thunder Hell, and said, "You can eat food without talking, or you can't talk nonsense, or else people think I've treated you?"
"You say, don't you?"
The cold eyes swept past, and the picture instantly became the same as the snippets on the Internet ... Standing in the morgue, roared: "Stand up to me!" No one dared to breathe.
Rezac even shrank into the corner of the cell, his nails nervously trembling.
Ron estimated that there was not much time left before he was removed.
After all, these prisoners who are still sane, most of them are not allowed to die ... Well, of course, before they drain their last drop of bone marrow.
At the door, Hannibal watched it all in shock, only feeling a chill pouring into the heavenly cover, making him fall like an ice cave.
Don't die in advance city!
I must be the director!
"Huh? Director?"
Looking at the tall figure walking from the aisle step by step in the distance, Hannibal was startled, then calmed down.
This time, he was sure he didn't say what he wanted.
"Director, you're done! Marinford had scheduled a visit a day ago, and you left the post without permission!"
Magellan: "..."
Eat me flying kick!
Huh!
"Oh, what about Lieutenant General Canglong?"
"He went in. It said we were not allowed to follow up, so I stayed outside."
There is nothing wrong with this arrangement. The promotion city is just a prison. It supervises the facilities of criminals. The priority of the right to information is definitely not as high as that of the naval headquarters.
He even said that Hannibal wouldn't have to follow it if it wasn't to avoid suspicion, because Ron was quite familiar with advancing the city.
Hannibal's voice was muggy, and he took out his gas mask and put it on the first time he got up.
Except for the Canglong monster, he has never seen a person who can talk with Magellan face to face.
"That's good! Lieutenant Lieutenant General Canglong, you can keep the goalkeeper!"
Magellan nodded, then turned directly ... and left!
Hannibal looked horrified, and rushed to hold Magellan's thigh after three seconds.
"No, Director, I don't want to stay here!"
"Canglong Ron came to Push City, just like any switch turned on, it's not human at all!"
What you said is just like I want to stay ...
Magellan shook it twice and found it was not thrown away, but had to say in a helpless tone: "You won, Hannibal."
In order not to stay, even the self-harm.
"Hmm ... this is ... hmm ... required!"
噗通!
After all, Hannibal vomited, his face turned blue and purple, and fell to the ground.
...
The farce that happened outside Ron knew nothing about it. The thick wall of LV.6 blocked the sight and peeping. He threw the chain and said, "Go, take me to see Dorag."
It was more than a year ago that he was working part-time in the city, and Ron, who was a latecomer, was in a position where he was not clear.
But these dogs are clear.
In order to reflect their own value, they will no longer be held back to Thunder Hell. They went from one extreme to the other. The basic quality is to guide the guards.
Loosening his hands, two dogs lying on the ground and limbs ran out immediately, Ron dangled behind them, and soon saw his goal in the depths of Thunder Hell.
Dorag!
"It turns out that so many monsters are gathered together that keeps my thundercloud from approaching."
Compared with the rest of the world, Dorag's cell can be regarded as "peaceful", but there is no thunder in the same dark place, and the scattered current is gradually reduced through layers, so little power is left.
And the dark clouds that should have come here are really the domineering waves that were released by many prisoners here and shattered out of thin air!
"Lonely Ryder, world saboteur, vat Basque Chote ... and Dorag."
"It's all monster-level existence!"
In the face of resistance from this lineup, it is a miracle that black clouds can float over.
"Long time see you, Lieutenant General Canglong ..."
Inside the cell, the man sitting cross-kneeed in the center raised his head.
It is worth mentioning that even if the huge scar on the chest looks shocking, and the edge is red and sticky pus, the smile on Dorag's face is as bright as anything beautiful.
It feels like he's not serving his sentence for death.
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The light in his eyes was almost gushing out, illuminating the dim world.
"Dorag!"
Ron looked at the man in front of him diligently, and the only strictly speaking experience of defeat in his own life was in his hands.
Looking at Dorag now, Ron shook his head slightly: "It's only been a year since you were executed ... What do you think they can change for a year?"
"This question, Lieutenant General Canglong should be clearer than me, isn't it?"
Dorrag grinned: "After all, you'll come to me. It's clear what the situation is like outside."
boom!
A current blasted into the earth, and the hot and high temperature turned the steel into molten iron, which was dazzling orange and yellow.
"Sure enough, it's better to kill you!"