Chapter 187 Chaos Block No. 13 (44) Another Prison Break...
Gao Mengtang was in a hurry to find Wei Wei, and when he got anxious, the others also got anxious. Wei Xiangchen hurriedly turned into a cloud, carrying Gao Mengtang and flying forward at the speed of reincarnation. Duan Song spread his devil wings and chased him all the way. Gao Geng's left palm turned into a jet, and the engine started with a roar, and he followed them.
"What's the matter? Why is it so urgent?" Duan Song asked, "Can't you send a text message to Wei Wei?"
"Do you expect Wei Wei to take out his phone and check text messages during the melee?" Gao Mengtang opened his mouth and a stomach full of cold air filled his stomach. "I suspect that the magic circle that An Ning transplanted to control the Iron Lady for the employees can also kill these employees."
Valkyrie, the god of war who eats corpses.
Eating corpses should be beneficial to An Ning, so An Ning ate the three dead executives of the Hall of Justice.
It is very likely that the bonus from eating corpses is temporary. Therefore, An Ning did not burn Dai Ying to death. Just like storing meat in the refrigerator, An Ning kept Dai Ying as a living dead person and ate him whenever he wanted.
The dead and the living are equally useful to An Ning.
The control of the Iron Lady was taken away, and An Ning was not in a hurry to take it back. This was too abnormal. After the magic circle was transplanted, it would merge with the host's new body and then change. The new controller's control over the Iron Lady was weakened, but there was also a benefit: the control effect of the Bloody Lady on these Iron Ladies that were taken away would also be weakened.
An Ning was not in a hurry. From An Ning's perspective, there was only one possibility. An Ning was 100% sure that he could kill this man, even if he controlled 6 Iron Ladies.
"You mean, that magic circle is both a control terminal and an explosive?" Duan Song flapped his wings to avoid a crow. "If someone is found to be a traitor, can An Ning blow him to death immediately?"
The strong wind made it impossible for Gao Mengtang to open his eyes. "That's right. Without sufficient guarantees, how could An Ning dare to hand over the control?"
The three continued to fly towards the Sakuraju District.
"Do you know what day it is today?" Wei Xiangchen suddenly asked.
Duan Song: "Your death anniversary? Happy death anniversary."
"I died in the summer. Now it's autumn." Wei Xiangchen didn't notice the sarcasm in his words. "Is today the Ghost Festival, Halloween, or Tomb-Sweeping Day? I saw a lot of dead souls."
The wind in the sky was extremely cold, and the chill was piercing. Gao Mengtang thought of what they had experienced in the wilderness two hours ago. There were so many ghosts there that even Zhang Qiyan felt cold. He wrapped his cloak again: "How many ghosts are there? What are they doing?"
"Please look."
Two black waves radiated from Wei Xiangchen's body, twisting like lightning and bouncing into Gao Mengtang and Duan Song's eyes. Their eyeballs felt cold, and then they saw a gray fog covering their eyes.
No, it was not gray fog, but the souls of the dead floating in the air like plastic bags, their facial features blurred, only the holes for eyes and mouths, looking terrified and angry.
Looking down from a high place, the souls of the dead were roughly lined up in a row, like a bridge connecting the wasteland and the Sakura District. Originally, they seemed to be heading in a certain direction. But now they have lost their direction, wandering in circles in the same place, and the queue they formed has also dispersed.
"It's like a group of ants trying to carry food, but someone takes the food away and draws a line in their way, right?" said Wei Xiangchen.
Gao Mengtang: "What's going on?"
Wei Xiangchen: "As far as I know, there is only one thing that can unite a large number of dead souls - being summoned."
"Who summoned them?"
"I can't say for sure."
They crossed over the ant-like dead souls and flew towards Block 13. The dead souls were like a torrent of water that turned into a trickle, with only a few left wandering in the air, wailing in despair.
Flying to the Yingzhu District, more than 500 meters above the ground, the howling wind could not blow away the stench coming from the ground. Looking down, Gao Mengtang almost doubted his eyes.
They had arrived near the old mansion. The originally dark and gloomy alley was now colorful. The entire block had become a graffiti board. Various bright and beautiful paints decorated the gray walls. At first glance, it was quite beautiful.
"What time is it? Are you still in the mood to graffiti?" Duan Song complained nonchalantly. After taking a closer look, he took a deep breath and said, "That's blood, the blood of alienated people."
Most of the Axemen were sixth-class citizens, deeply alienated. Their blood was also colorful, splattering on the walls, emitting a faint fluorescence.
Gao Mengtang stared at the ground in a daze. He remembered Lin Li’s prophecy: gorgeous and colorful.
It turned out to be the blood flowing from the axe-chopping man, colorful and beautiful...
It was three o'clock in the morning and the battle was almost over. The people from the Court of Justice swarmed in, rushed to the roof, threw down the Axe Man's crossed axe flag, and hung up their own full moon orb flag embroidered with silver thread.
Wei Xiangchen quietly landed in a street-facing attic opposite the old mansion. Through the window, he could see a row of iron ladies with their backs to them.
"Chopping them with axes..." The tragic scene before his eyes made Gao Mengtang's heart tighten. When he saw Wei Wei escorting a group of people wearing energy-suppressing collars out, his heart was no longer tightened, but directly dug out.
Gao Mengtang had difficulty breathing and kept rubbing his eyes, willing to believe that it was because of his poor eyesight and that he was seeing an illusion.
"Don't be nervous, the high leader is also very kind to NPCs." Wei Xiangchen said, "There are no ghosts here, not a single ghost. Although it's strange, they didn't kill the axe man. What's going on? Thunder and thunder but little rain..."
At this time, Wei Wei walked closer and entered the range of telepathic communication. Gao Mengtang immediately said: "Wei Wei, be careful of the magic array on the back of your hand. Those magic arrays must have been tampered with by An Ning. They may kill you!"
Wei Wei's back paused, and he subconsciously raised his hand and looked at the back of his hand.
"How did you know?" Not far away, Wei Wei held the electric baton in his hand against Duanchang's neck. He looked around, trying to find Gao Mengtang's hiding place.
"It's hard to explain it in a few words." Gao Mengtang said, "Hurry up and destroy the magic circle!"
"Okay, I understand. The Court of Justice is conducting a carpet search for the Black Prince. Where are you now? Leave quickly."
"I'm safe." Gao Mengtang said, but it was a lie because just two seconds ago, the Iron Lady's head turned 180 degrees, and her black-painted eyes looked at the small attic where they were hiding. Gao Mengtang quickly hid under the windowsill and escaped.
"Don't worry about me," Gao Mengtang's heart was beating fast, "What's going on with the Axe Chopping People? Are they in danger?"
Wei Wei's voice was very calm: "An Ning originally wanted to kill them on the spot, but An Ning's assistant Wu Yang and I suggested that we put them in prison first, and then find a suitable time to torture them in public, such as lingchi, beheading, and burning with fire, to deter other people who want to rebel. An Ning accepted our suggestion."
Gao Mengtang: “…”
"Mr. Wei, you are really a piece of shit." Duan Song said.
"You misunderstood me. I just wanted to buy some time." Wei Wei said calmly, "The Axemen obey the orders of the Blind Lord. Letting them live will strengthen the Blind Lord's strength. Let them live for two more days, and maybe things will turn around."
Wei Xiangchen shared their conversation through a temporary link. Hearing this, he gave a thumbs up and said, "How cunning. By driving away Wei Wei, Hei Ou really cut a lot of staff."
"Where will the Axe Man be imprisoned?" Gao Mengtang asked.
While chatting and laughing with An Ning, Wei Wei replied in his mind: "Prison. The prison you have been to."
After a while, An Ning said something to Wei Wei, and Wei Wei nodded with a smile.
"Just now, An Ning said, let's spend 12 hours preparing, tomorrow afternoon, the axe man will be executed."
After saying this, An Ning led the staff of the Court of Justice into the old mansion. Wei Wei followed behind her, and their mental connection was interrupted.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. Gao Mengtang drank two more bottles of refreshing potion: "Prepare for a prison break."
*
Old mansion.
"There's a stench of wild beasts here." Assistant Wu Yang fanned his nose in disgust.
An Ning glanced at her sideways and suddenly smiled: "I didn't realize that you really hate sixth-class citizens."
"I didn't hate it before, but after all these things, I hate it now." Wu Yang said, pinching his nose.
The cleaner poured colorful liquid on the furniture and floor, which evaporated quickly, taking away the stains and blood. An Ning walked around the living room with her hands behind her back, then picked up the small wooden sculpture on the shoe cabinet.
The sculpture was of a chubby little octopus, with its claws and teeth bared, very cute. Wei Wei knew at a glance that this was He Luo carved by Gao Mengtang, and he wanted to laugh, but held it back.
"The new leader of the Axe Chopping People is called Black Prince. According to the information I got, Black Prince can paint and sculpt." An Ning said slowly, "Unfortunately, I don't know where Black Prince escaped to, so we didn't catch him."
"Don't worry, Presiding Judge. The Black Prince is probably just a name with a false reputation. We will catch him sooner or later." Wu Yang said almost viciously.
Her words sounded strange. Wei Wei glanced at her and saw that Wu Yang's cheeks were flushed, as if she was very angry and wanted to chew the Black Prince's bones into pieces.
An Ning put the little octopus wood carving back, and then found a chicken bone that Pegana had chewed in the gap between the cabinets, and threw it on the carpet with disgust: "One is the Black Prince, and the other is a traitor who took away the control of the Iron Lady. These two must be caught, go and deal with them first."
"I'm willing to serve." Wei Wei said immediately.
An Ning: "Okay. Meng Fei, go find the person who took away the control of the Iron Lady. I really want to know who he is. Wu Yang, take your men to find the Black Prince."
How could he let Wu Yang go to find the Black Prince? When Wei Wei was about to say, "Leave it all to me," Wu Yang said "OK" in a resounding voice and turned away.
Wei Wei was so busy that he worked non-stop for more than five hours. When he looked up again, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. He had not slept all night and his face was pale. He wanted to ask his assistant to make coffee, but he saw He Lun sleeping soundly on his sofa.
"..." Wei Wei made himself a cup of instant coffee. Since He Yi's death, He Lun has never had a good night's sleep, often shouting "Don't kill He Yi" in his sleep and then waking up.
When he raised his hand to drink coffee, Wei Wei accidentally glanced at the control circle on the back of his hand.
Will this magic circle kill him...? Wei Wei hesitated. He didn't know how Gao Mengtang came to this conclusion. When handing the compiled "Torture Encyclopedia and Precautions for Implementation" to An Ning, Wei Wei pretended to mention it casually.
"Your Honor, it's time to take back control of the Iron Lady. After all, it is an extremely lethal weapon. It will be a threat to you if it is in our hands." Wei Wei touched the magic circle on the back of his left hand.
An Ning took a sip of the scented tea and said, "No rush. It hasn't stabilized yet. I'm relieved to leave it to you."
Wei Wei has always been willing to assume the worst of others. How can a person unconditionally trust another person holding a sharp blade? Unless An Ning is absolutely sure to defeat them. So Wei Wei believed Gao Mengtang's words even more.
Back in the office, Wei Wei picked up a sharp knife and pointed it at the back of his hand.
After hesitating for a long time, Wei Wei couldn't bear to do it: "He Luo, stretch out your tenth arm."
He Luo's tenth tentacle was fused with the Dragon Tamer ID card. The green tentacle just stretched out from Wei Wei's sleeve, and Wei Wei didn't hesitate for a second, he raised his knife and cut it off at the root.
The severed arm bounced back and forth on the desk in anger. Wei Wei then slowly cut off the magic circle on the back of his hand, not forgetting to give himself an injection of anesthetic.
"Why are you angry? Your pain is only one percent of mine." Wei Wei said.
He was very familiar with the magic circle and knew how to remove it from the body with the least damage and intact. He only cut off a thin layer of skin and a little muscle.
"You ask me what I'm doing?" Wei Wei glanced at He Luo's other nine arms and legs that were swinging back and forth like demons. "When the time comes to duel with An Ning, I don't have a 100% chance of winning. I'm just leaving a guarantee."
Wei Wei transplanted the cut magic circle onto He Luo's broken tentacles. The tentacles expanded rapidly as if they were about to explode, and the dark green muscles were stretched to become translucent. The little black dragon popped out of the tentacles, squeaking in pain.
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