Chapter 39 Use the Pardon

The towering door with countless faces slowly opened...

"Go in, young man..." The witch seemed to be afraid to enter the deep gate of the prison and stopped with a shallow smile: "The deepest part is your father's cell. After seeing him, his room will be your room... Go!"

Pan Hongsheng paused slightly and walked in hesitantly.

The floor of the prison is black marble, which is bright. Pan Hongsheng lowered his head and could see his reflection from the ground.

The thick-line architectural style is that it is almost like a prison, but like a military camp.

There is no guard in the empty hall, but there is a depressing atmosphere that makes people breathless.

Straight roads lead straight to the front, with small single rooms on both sides. There is a number on every small single room.

Pan Hongsheng walked down the number. The small cells on both sides were silent at first. After walking more than a dozen, they suddenly boiled up!

"Someone! A newcomer has come in!"

"Who? That one? Is it a man or a woman?

Pan Hongsheng found that there seemed to be a pair of eyes in every small window. Those eyes were so greedy that they almost flowed, and he stretched out a pair of hands out with great hunger and thirst: "What a handsome boy! Let him share a cell with me! Let him have the same cell with me!"

"The first floor of Xingtian Prison, all the prisoners are the most dangerous villains in the world! Treacherous. ** plunder and do all kinds of evil..." The warden's voice seemed to come out of the ground.

Pan Hongsheng ignored the provocative and outstretched arms along the way, but those people seemed to be more energetic and shouted louder.

"Papa! Gezi!"

Pan Hongsheng suddenly had an impermanent body method, and quickly folded an outstretched arm into two sections!

With the sound of the prisoner's forearm breaking, all the noise disappeared, and the unlucky man fainted.

"Be quiet, okay?" Pan Hongsheng did not let go of the already soft arm, but pulled it hard!

The arm was cut in an instant by the broken fork, and a bloody hand instantly separated from the body and was casually discarded on the floor of the hall by Pan Hongsheng.

"You did a good job. You don't have to be polite to these people..." Guan Daoming, the warden, didn't know where he was, but he knew Pan Hongsheng's every move.

He seems to be integrated with the whole prison, and every brick, grass and tree here seems to be part of his body.

At this time, the passage on the first floor had reached the end. Pan Hongsheng saw a thick chain hanging directly down, as if it was directly leading to hell.

He grabbed the chain and felt a coldness penetrate from the chain to the palm of his hand in an instant.

At this moment, something was beeping on his body, and he took out a mobile phone that had broken a screen.

Facts show that sometimes cheap things are no worse than expensive things. Pan Hongsheng has two mobile phones on his body. The noble luxury mobile phone has been ground into pieces in the crawling just now, but this cheap spare machine 880 can barely be used.

Expand the text message sent, and I saw that the signature was Su Ya.

"Where have you been? Why don't you come back yet?"

Although there are only a few words, it makes Pan Hongsheng warm all over...

Only at this time did he realize how happy he was, but most of the time he was in the blessing and did not know the blessing. It's good to have someone care about it.

The cold chain was not very cold at this time. Pan Hongsheng slowly went down along it, and the chain finally reached the end at a distance of about seven or eight meters.

The underground floor is full of burning torches, and there are many burning fire pools on both sides of the road. I don't know if it's prison or purgatory.

Pan Hongsheng took a few steps forward to understand that there was a small room behind each big fire pool. I don't know what the arrangement is, but the small rooms behind these fire pools are silent.

"Is anyone there?" Pan Hongsheng didn't know why he shouted this voice. Compared with the provocation and noise on the first floor, the tranquility here is more stressful.

"Roar..." Suddenly, a grinning face appeared in front of a small window of the cell, staring at Pan Hongsheng fiercely, and then his face changed and closed the wooden door on the window.

"It seems that the demons on the underground floor are also very afraid of your strength... I really didn't see the wrong person..." The warden's voice sounded again, and listening to his tone, he seemed to be a little complacent.

"What do you mean?" Pan Hongsheng walked forward slowly, and his face did not change color.

"I mean, since you have committed a crime and killed the guards here, it's really not constructive for me to lock you up and punish you, is it? How about... be my guard?"

Guan Daoming finally showed his card.

Let the strong man who kills the guard become a guard, so that you will never lose money.

"Do you think I will agree?" Pan Hongsheng sneered and looked up... Only see

The deepest part of the second floor is a huge cell, inside which is a thin man sitting cross-legged.

There is a huge metal sign hanging outside the cell, which says please keep a distance and other notices. They are all written in traditional Chinese seal, which looks antique and murderous.

It's okay not to hang these words. Seeing these characters, Pan Hongsheng was curious and deliberately stopped to have a look.

"Drink!" The man suddenly opened his eyes! The thick eyebrows of a typical Southeast Asian are round, and a stream of internal gas similar to the fire of the red finch is scattered in a circle!

Pan Hongsheng instinctively hid back! The blue flame instantly fell on his eyebrows! Several of his eyebrows were burned off one side! A burst of hot pain!

"Wow!" The man in the cage shouted with a thin upper body! Pull the railing made of thick unknown metal with a tinkling sound!

Pan Hongsheng made a snow punch while dodging!

Although the wound was healed by the witch, there was little internal air left. The coldness of the snow fist he waved only froze the other party's arms on the cage railing, and he could not break free for a while.

"You should be honest with me!" Pan Hongsheng pointed to the other party's forehead with his hand, but he couldn't understand a word from the other party's mouth.

"This is the Fire Thunder King from India. It seems that you have given him some color and done well... I appreciate you more and more. I really hope you can reconsider my suggestion." The warden was still a little unyed and chattered in Pan Hongsheng's ear.

Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything. He had found a wooden lift next to it, which was the same as the one used by miners in the past.

He stepped on it carefully and only felt the rattling sound under his feet, as if it might fall off at any time.

Pressing the wooden switch, Pan Hongsheng slowly descended with the dilapidated single elevator...