Chapter 27
"Another one?" Rong Yuan asked, "It seems that all your people have arrived?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were screams from the corridor outside . Mefridal's heart tightened, knowing that the person he had just gestured to go back and report the news had been killed.
——There is an ambush outside the door!
This was her first reaction, but she later denied this suspicion. They had searched the corridor along the way, and there were walls on both sides of the corridor, so there was no place for people to hide.
Valiril's face was full of bitterness, and the other two were silent.
Meifridal's eyes turned to the silver discs flying in the air, and he thought: [What is that?]
Although she didn't know how such a thing could appear on Prison Star, she felt that this was the weapon that person used to cause the current situation.
Pounding the mace into the ground, Meifridal asked, "Who are you, sir? Why are you going against my Tyrant Army?"
Valiril smiled bitterly, pushed up his glasses and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are Rong Yuan, right?"
Meifridal and the others cast doubtful eyes at him. They were all people who were keen on fighting and did not pay much attention to intelligence. With the support of the Tyrant Army, they did not need to be so cautious and smooth.
Rong Yuan replied: "Yes, that's right. Did Michelle tell you about me?"
"Yes. He said you were strong, but I didn't expect...you were so strong." Valiril took a deep breath, and then said to the other three people: "He is the super strong man who just came into the city that Seventeen mentioned. Kaito, you also said that you wanted to challenge him."
Kaito's face turned even darker. To mention the challenge at this time was simply a strong mockery to him.
"Mr. Rong..." Valeril said respectfully, "I have a question. I wonder if you can answer it?"
"Speak." Rong Yuan's attitude was calm.
"Fuyi...how is she?" asked Valirir.
"Fu Yi?" Rong Yuan remembered that he had never heard of this name.
"It's the poisonous spider, sir." Pedder, who was standing next to him, interrupted, "The woman at the bottom."
Rong Yuan originally asked Bede and the others to take the children to a safe place, but Bede felt that the Tyrant Army was their enemy and he could not be afraid of them, let alone let Rong Yuan face them, so he insisted on staying, and the same went for the older children with him. Seeing that he insisted, Rong Yuan thought that he could protect them, so he let him go.
Facing Valirier's question, Rong Yuan nodded and asked instead of answering, "What do you think?"
"I understand." A trace of real sadness passed across Valir's face, his lips trembled slightly, and he could no longer speak.
While Rong Yuan's eyes were on Valirir, Mefridal winked at the other two, signaling them to attack together, but he didn't get any response and was stunned.
At this time, one of the young men saw that they were talking harmoniously and was afraid that Rong Yuan would also stand on the side of Ba Jun, so he couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Sir, why are you talking so much to them? They are all bad guys!"
The atmosphere became tense, and the expressions of Ba Jun and others suddenly became tense.
"That's true. Someone once told me that people who talk too much are more likely to die." Rong Yuan said, "But I haven't killed anyone in a long time." He sighed, with a hint of disgust on his face, and said, "One last question. Do you really think it doesn't matter to maintain a bloody hell like Paradise City?"
He didn't know what he was expecting. Was he expecting them to weep and repent? Or did he think that the devil would have a conscience? But seeing the disapproval on the faces of the people in front of him, as if they thought it was stupid for him to ask such a question, Rong Yuan felt that he was being unnecessary and a little ridiculous.
"It's already been done, what else is there to say!" Meifridal raised his mace and shouted, "Kill him!"
"Kill!" Everyone shouted and rushed after her!
Silver light flew everywhere, like a meteor falling to the ground.
Victor, the man known as the Fourth Young Master of the Tyrant Army, grabbed a chess piece and had warmed the cold stone by squeezing it, but he did not put it down for a long time.
He was playing chess with himself, with no one sitting opposite him. However, if someone looked at it from the side, even someone who didn't know how to play chess, they would find the chessboard messy, like a tangled mess.
Wei Ruo sat there for a long time, feeling uneasy. Suddenly, he waved to someone and asked, "They haven't come back yet?"
The servant bowed and replied, "Yes."
"Not even one? Lao Jiu hasn't come back either?" Victor asked again.
"yes."
Victor looked at the chessboard and pondered for a long time, then asked, "What about the small building? Is there any movement?"
"The brother who is watching over there said that the man has not left the house, but..." The servant hesitated.
"Just say whatever you want to say, don't keep me in suspense!" Victor said coldly.
"It's not a big deal." The servant said, "This morning, Boss Bai called Bai Le over, but left the guards there, about 20 to 30 people. The brother who was following him thought it was a little strange."
Victor frowned and suddenly said, "Go and call Seventeen over to me."
"yes."
The servant turned around and was about to go out when he heard a commotion outside. Someone shouted, "Wait! Wait! You can't go in! I need to inform someone! What do you want to do? Wait...ah..."
Victor's face darkened and he asked, "What's the noise outside?"
Before he could finish his words, the door was kicked open with a clang. Bai Xiang walked in with two people, laughing, and said, "Fourth Young Master, I haven't seen you for so long. The quality of your servants is really getting lower and lower. They even dare to stop me! Tell me, if you can't find a good person, just tell me! Why keep this kind of thing around?"
The servant that Victor had arranged to guard the gate limped over and said fearfully, "Fourth Young Master, he insisted on coming in, and I couldn't stop him..."
"Alright, get out of here!" The fourth young master said in a gloomy tone and secretly winked at the people around him.
"Yes!" The servants responded and were about to leave when Bai Xiang suddenly reached out to stop them.
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you so rude? I'm standing here, and you don't even say hello, not to mention serving me tea. Do you take me seriously?" Bai Xiang yelled in dissatisfaction.
Victor asked impatiently: "Boss Bai, what are you doing here?"
Bai Xiang smiled and said, "Why, why don't I come to you to reminisce about the past?"
As Victor's servant was talking, he wanted to take the opportunity to go out, but he heard a buzzing sound and a sword was placed in front of him.
The silent young man following Bai Xiang blocked the exit firmly.
Victor's face darkened, and he suppressed his anger and asked, "Bai Xiang! What are you doing?!" His voice was stern, but his heart sank suddenly. None of the guards he arranged outside had appeared yet, and he was afraid that they had been controlled by someone.
Bai Xiang was still smiling playfully, and put his hand on Victor's shoulder in an intimate manner, saying, "When it comes to chatting, the more lively the better. If everyone runs away, what's the point?"
Victor couldn't break free and hated that he didn't have a gun in his hand, otherwise he would have shot this shameless old man.
Outside the door, Victor's men fell to the ground. Snow kicked the last man several meters away. He watched his men control all the remaining survivors, and stood guard at the door with a dark face and folded arms.
Ever since he was defeated by Rong Yuan in one move, he could no longer keep the title of "The Strongest on Prison Star". There were also many people waiting to laugh at him behind his back. Naturally, his mood was extremely bad at this time. The way he looked at people was like a knife, which made his subordinates tremble with fear when working and dared not to slack off.
In the basement of a building in West City, a dozen tough men in the uniforms of the Howling Knights were digging in full swing underground, and baskets of soil were brought up and piled up beside them. Bai Le squatted idly on the side and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, haven't you eaten yet? The old man asked you to dig it through before the sun sets."
One of the tough guys boldly said, "What's the point of just talking? Come down and do it too!"
Bai Le glared and said, "Damn it, how dare you talk to me like that! Do you want to get beaten?"
"Captain, you can't beat him!" another person complained quietly.
"Deduct your wages, deduct your wages!" Bai Le said angrily, "Don't even think about eating next month!"
"No! How can you do this!" A group of people screamed, but their work did not slow down.
Finally, with a "clang" sound, a shovel was used to dig the soil, and a large area of soil collapsed. A cold wind blew over.
A wide tunnel appeared in front of them. It was pitch black on both sides and they could not see the beginning or the end. The holes they dug allowed cold air to circulate in the tunnel, making a "woooo" sound, as if ghosts were crying.
The tough guy shivered and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms. He peeked into the tunnel with his neck shrunk, and said with a mixture of curiosity and fear: "Is this... the old mine tunnel? Why does it feel... so cold?"
Holding a torch, the tough man A took two steps inside, touched the wall, squatted down and looked at the ground, and said, "No, this tunnel has signs of maintenance, and there are footprints on the ground. Someone walked through here not long ago... What is this place? Why have we never heard of it?"
"It seems that the old man wants us to dig it out." Fierce Man C frowned and said, "How did the old man know there is a tunnel here? And where does it lead to?"
——Hell?
He looked at the darkness that seemed to swallow up all light, and couldn't help but have this thought in his mind.
"Treasure?" The tough man Ding asked with a longing look on his face, his eyes sparkling.
Fierce Man C: "..." He retorted: "Stop daydreaming. Where is the treasure on Prison Star?"
"Why not?" Ding, the tough guy, said confidently, "I've heard that the Tyrant Army has a secret treasure trove, with mountains of treasures inside, and a lot of good things from outside."
Fierce Man C sneered and said, "You believe the rumors you heard from others?"
The others ignored their bickering and looked at Bai Le who followed them down. He was the only one who knew the inside story of Bai Xiang's order.
Bai Le squatted on the ground like a boneless man, sighed solemnly, and then said: "I know what it is, but I don't want to say it... Just wait."
"What are you waiting for?" asked the tough guy Ding curiously.
Bai Le did not answer. He placed his hands on his knees and looked into the depths of the tunnel with a rare deep gaze. There was something in his expression that made people dare not joke about it.
So everyone waited quietly.
They didn't have to wait long before they saw a small light in the distance, like a star falling from the sky. Bai Le couldn't help but stand up, stretching his neck, and looking eagerly into the distance.
The light spot was getting closer and closer, followed by the sound of light footsteps. Gradually, a group of people walked out of the darkness - there were at least two or three hundred children, with disheveled hair and bare feet, boys holding girls' hands, and the older ones carrying the younger ones on their backs, following the light spot and walking in front of them.
