[Chapter 228 (@]

In the open space in front of the prison cafeteria, an assassin was dancing naked, and it was very beautiful.

Three laps to the left, three laps to the right, twisted necks, twisted buttocks…

More than 3,000 prisoners of war clapped and laughed beside them. The cheerful atmosphere made people forget for a while that they were all prisoners who lost their personal freedom. .

So, human beings, as long as they can eat enough to eat, as long as they can wear warm clothes, where can they mix or not?

Only the leader of the assassins was not in the mood. He groped and searched in the crowd, and finally found the general of the vanguard, Madara.

While observing the prison guards in the distance, the assassin leader cautiously approached Madara’s side to confirm that no guards were watching them, then he whispered: “General Madara, hello, I am a spy of the main force. , and the Assassin Captain.”

“Oh?” Madara’s eyes were fixed on the naked Assassin, clapping his hands and matching the rhythm to the naked dance. More than 3,000 prisoners of war clapped together and hummed an ancient desert ballad.

After he took two shots, he whispered, “What do you want to say to me? Are you going to jailbreak?”

“Yes!” The assassin leader whispered, “I am good at sneaking, I land silently, and I know all kinds of things. Flash-like footwork, if I want to escape, there is a good chance. I think if your subordinates cooperate and deliberately create a little confusion, I can even take you to escape. We can Bring out what you have seen and heard in West Wind Town, and even the information about Robert, and hand it over to the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Route Army.”

Madara shook his head and sighed: “Don’t be stupid, you can’t get out! You are I don’t know how terrifying these 300 prison guards are. My subordinates have tried all kinds of escape methods, and none of them can get away from them.”

“How terrifying can it be? Isn’t it just 300?” The leader of the assassins said: “We have more than 3,000 people.”

Madara smiled bitterly: “These 300 people plus the buff magic called ‘Blessing of the King’, there is no suspense in hanging us more than 3,000 people. I really don’t think we have any chance.”

The assassin leader was a little angry: “General, don’t you even have the guts to give it a try?”

“What is there to try ?” The noise of the commotion must be very loud, and the screams of killing were heard in the church, and when Robert heard it, he would definitely take action, and as soon as he did it, the battle was instantly announced.

” Armed warriors become so cowardly? Why are three thousand people afraid of one person?

He said solemnly: “Then are you willing to be imprisoned here all the time? Oh…no…” He suddenly thought of something: “You are a noble, you can wait for the state or family to pay to redeem you, I’m really a fool to ask you to discuss.”

Madara shrugged: “I’m doing this for your own good, so that you will suffer less from the ceiling fan.”

“Humph!” Dhara was talking nonsense. He continued to search in the crowd, and soon found an old acquaintance, a shaman belonging to the Vanguard Army. The shaman was attacked by Robb’s huge fork during the Vanguard Army’s attack on West Wind Town. He was seriously injured by lightning, and was later cured and thrown into a prisoner of war camp. Now he has become a glorious labor prisoner.

The assassin leader dragged the shaman to the corner and whispered: “Would you like to escape with me?” The

shaman was stunned: “You want to escape?”

“Yes!” The assassin leader whispered: “I must escape. , one of my subordinates went to report to the commander-in-chief with wrong information, I must flee back quickly and correct the wrong information, otherwise the commander-in-chief will be harmed.

” ” and then concluded: “I have to tell the commander-in-chief that this is false information before he formulates a new strategy, otherwise the commander-in-chief will definitely be overcast.” The

shaman looked at Erqiu Looking at him, he shook his head and said: “Don’t be stupid, even if you correct the information, no one can beat Robert, and the East Road army is destined to be hanged and beaten, so don’t bother.” The

assassin leader said: “You really Don’t you want freedom so much?”

Shaman said: “Think! So I worked hard to commute my sentence. I performed well in the last month and was rated as a model for labor reform in Xifeng Prison, an advanced individual, with an exemplary role. Therefore, Godfather gave me a special approval to commute my sentence for one year, and now I only have two If I behave well, the remaining two years of my sentence will be commuted in a blink of an eye, and maybe in another two months, I will be able to swagger out of prison, why should I risk my death?”

Assassin leader: “…”

What happened to these people? Could it be that their fighting spirit was sharpened by mere green vegetables and sweet soy milk? Do not! These are not the people of my desert kingdom. Well, I originally wanted to escape with you, but you are all so unwilling, so don’t blame me for caring only about myself.

That night, the assassin leader used an expert-level lock-picking technique to easily open the door of the prison, and then with his twelve men, used his stealth skills, stuck to the wall, and slowly sneaked out of the prison like a ghost.

Their stealth skills are indeed extraordinary. They didn’t find it when they touched the prison wall, and when they climbed over the wall, the sentry did not notice it. After they got out of the prison, they crawled forward slowly against the shadow on the edge of the valley.

They are indeed excellent, setting the record for the farthest escape from the Westwind Town Prison, and they sneaked all the way to the exit of the valley without being found.

However, when he was about to get out of trouble, the assassin leader suddenly found that he seemed to have stepped on something… A mark flashed on the ground.

“No, Frozen Trap!” The

assassin leader only had time to shout when he felt an extremely cold ice ring swaying away from the ground. He and his subordinates were all frozen with feet, stuck to the ground and unable to move. .

The dozen or so assassins looked at each other in dismay.

Then, several prison guards on patrol rushed over, dropped their scepters and bumped them, and all the assassins were knocked unconscious to the ground.

When they woke up, they found themselves hanging on a strange thing, and several prison guards were looking at them with strange eyes: “You are trying to escape, according to the rules of West Wind Prison, you must enjoy the punishment of three-speed ceiling fans. ”

One assassin whispered: “Is this a ceiling fan?”

Another hummed: “What’s there to be afraid of hanging people like this?” The

assassin leader also said: “We are the people of the desert, no Fear any torture, let the torture come more violently.” The

prison guard laughed: “If you can still talk hard now, you won’t be able to.”

He put his hand on the rotary handle of the ceiling fan and said with a smile: ” To tell you the truth, I still like to play this.”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted his strength and shook the rotary rod very fast…

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