Planar Warden

Never doubt my ability to act, leave the drama of making compromises to idiots!

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A shadow fell on Long Ming's head, and when he looked up, he saw three people standing in front of his desk.

With his head down, Long Ming couldn't see his expression clearly, he was about to get up and leave, but he changed several angles but was blocked by those three people on purpose.

Although Long Ming's current appearance is not good, at least his skin is fair and clean, but the tall and mighty people in front of him and Dale in the cell should be of the same race, a giant race known for its force.

Mages are generally physically weak and weak, and the infinite strength of the giant race is just the nemesis of the mages.

It can be said that what mages in the plane prison are most afraid of encountering is the giant race.

Long Ming, who was not particularly short at first, looked extremely pitiful in such a comparison.

Even if you don't watch it, you can feel that the eating speed of the people around has slowed down. They are all watching the show, and the prison guards scattered around the restaurant just stand there and don't mean to intervene.

Such provocation, as long as it is not too much, is to turn a blind eye and close one's eyes. Every site has its own laws. The weak must either resist or cling to each other. Prisoners are only a bridge to maintain superficial equality.

The fiery gaze fell on Long Ming, and Long Ming seemed to shrink back, at least in the eyes of outsiders, he was afraid.

But if you can see his eyes through his bowed head, there is peace inside.

Newcomers always have to be baptized. If he offends the demon king as soon as he enters the prison, who else will he torment?Undoubtedly, in the eyes of these people, Long Ming was the chicken who killed the chicken to make an example to the monkey.

Seeing this scene, the other newcomers nestled in a group wished to reduce their sense of existence, and became more cautious in eating, fearing that they would accidentally become Long Ming's substitute and be cleaned up.

Across a small half of the wall, several people on a table who were silently eating with food in their hands raised their eyes to look in Long Ming's direction, and then looked away.

Even the pure Scarlet Spider Girl just silently ate the dead flying insects on the plate, her lovely face wrinkled into a ball, and she muttered, "Here we go again."

"Mo Zha can also bully and bully newcomers. If you have the ability, don't bow your head in front of King You. It's really uncomfortable to watch." Having been bullied, she heard the spider girl complain, bit the bread on her mouth hard, and agreed vaguely.

But even if he felt sorry for the bullied rookie, he didn't intend to help.

In the prison, the most indispensable thing is power, and the most lacking thing is sympathy.

Excessive sympathy harms others and oneself.

The rest of them, including the gambling king Murray and Queen Medusa, were silent, just because they could guess the next scene, they turned their heads too far, so as not to affect their appetite.

On weekdays, as a criminal of C-level and B-level danger, there is basically no intersection.

The reason why these people are gathered together now is because the same man connected them together, and this man's name is Long Ming.

After this man passed the test with ease, no matter whether he was voluntary or forced, they all remembered him. The main purpose of having dinner together today is to discuss whether Long Ming can finally become the warden.

Their intense discussion was only interrupted by these fault-finding people.

Like everyone else in the restaurant, they all thought Long Ming was dead!

"Want to eat? Has anyone told him about the rules of our prison?" The one who blocked Long Ming at the front was Mo Zha, whom Ma Liang and the others described. He was muscular and hulking.

"It doesn't seem to be~~~ Let's teach newcomers to respect the old and love the young." Mo Zha's younger brother with three eyes said while licking his lips, and threw the dinner plate in his hand at Long Ming's head .

The vegetable barbecue inside is mixed with sauce and sprinkled all over.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Long Ming's figure swayed, and he avoided it easily. Of course, that movement was a bit staggering, as if he couldn't stand firmly.

No one would think that this seemingly cowardly person has the ability to escape by himself.

There was a mess of vegetables on the ground.

The commotion was a bit louder, and the wolf warrior was already walking towards here.

"Toast, don't eat and fine wine, quickly kowtow to Boss Mo and apologize, you have ruined the boss's lunch!! Hurry up and lick these dishes!" Seeing that the prison envoy was about to come, he raised his foot with three eyes and was about to kick the dragon Ming, but for some reason, his legs seemed to be imperceptibly locked, and he couldn't move no matter what.

Fear grew in Sanyan's heart, and he couldn't help asking Mo Zha for help.

To say that Long Ming is low-key is low-key, but he has always been narrow-minded. If he offends him, there will be consequences. If he is asked to calm down, I'm sorry, there is no door and no window!

His majestic son of a family thousands of years ago, a peerless genius, never knew what humiliation was!

It's just that no matter how well he pretends to be a pig, as a thousand-year-old evildoer, why should he be angry with such jumping clowns.

Calculating the time when the prison envoy came, Long Ming thought to himself, the medicine powder that was shaken and put down just now should be almost ready.

Afterwards, he took a few steps back in fear, perhaps because the appearance of the third eye was too ferocious.

Just when the prison envoy arrived, the three of them suddenly blushed and twisted their bodies for some reason, and began to tear their clothes not long after. Their strength was great, and they quickly performed in the entire restaurant "Walking the Birds"

Especially these three people who are big and rough, who have no sense of beauty or shame, rolled together in a short while, and staged a live erotic palace.

Even the well-informed prison envoy was dumbfounded, and roared angrily: "Separate these idiots! Go to the confinement room!"

"Shut up, all of you too!" The warden struck the baton in his hand and pointed it at the rioting criminals. This is not an ordinary baton, it has the power of punishment, and it lasts ten days and a half months for ordinary people to suffer from it. lie.

When the three people who were already thrusting each other were separated, each of them was knocked out with a stick, but the vicious things of the three were standing there, and when I looked again, the poor and innocent human mage who was threatened had disappeared.

This matter has been used as a joke inside the prison for a long time.

It's a pity that after ten thousand years, few people know how to prepare such a magic medicine as aphrodisiac!

Running out of the restaurant while everyone was not paying attention, Long Ming was not willing to step into the muddy water again, and it was almost enough to break into the interior.

It is also Long Ming's own considerations to cover up with someone completely different from his own image. As a righteous, powerful and selfless warden, his image is too brilliant, and many private things are not suitable for that identity.

The Eighteenth Law of Deception: To perfectly interpret an identity, it may take ten or even twenty identities to perfect it.

This principle is equivalent to telling a lie and using more lies to smooth things over.

Since Sha Yu has already started to prepare, he has blackmailed so many people, so he has to do his best.

Using the invisibility potion to hide his figure, Long Ming roughly planned to understand the plane prison on the ground, and then look for loopholes.

While searching and thinking about the countermeasures, the time passed quickly, and it was already midnight soon.

The place he finally arrived at was an entrance leading to the empty and dark underground, where a barrier was laid, and the barrier was no problem for Long Ming.

In the world ten thousand years later, the mysterious and complicated enchantment in the eyes of most people was only at the level of a young child in his eyes ten thousand years ago.

For thousands of years, what has been lost is not only magic and martial arts, but also the most precious treasures in history.

In the depths of the ground, there are the strongest and strictest guards in the prison. This is a place of punishment that only criminals who have committed serious mistakes will enter.

Wearing iron-black armor, they patrolled back and forth in the passageway with only the faint light of fire, with five steps and ten steps, like a machine that never rests. This is the most feared place for prison criminals—the confinement room.

My invisibility can only last for another half an hour, it seems that I must speed up.

Even Long Ming, facing so many guards, had to be nervous. He held his breath completely, restrained his heartbeat and mental strength, and was careful not to reveal the slightest bit.

He found that there are the most guards at the entrance of the deepest cave, and curiosity is something that cannot be had, and how many people have stumbled on it.

But Long Ming, who was about to leave, couldn't help but stop when he heard the words "It's time" and "I don't know if King You can make it through."

Following the stone gate they opened, Long Ming stepped up the speed of the false sanctuary and got in together.

Deep in the cave, there is only one man.

To be precise, it was a man who was deeply injured and looked as if he was about to die - his limbs were locked by thick black chains at the moment, and he was suspended in mid-air in an almost shameful large font.

His original robe was cut into rags by some sharp weapon, revealing his bronze-colored skin, his explosive muscles were criss-crossed, and it was densely covered with thin drops of water, which gave him a flirtatious and sexy look.

There were streaks of blood running down the scars on his body, but it was as if he had never heard of it, as if he was completely dead.

The two guards looked at each other, it couldn't be that the punishment was too heavy this time, he died, right?

Although it is impossible for the demon king to be so fragile, but not long ago, this one had just entered the tenth floor of the basement. The old wounds were not healed and new wounds were added. Later, he went crazy and almost went to the west with the previous warden. Now he can say not allowed.

Just as the guards were about to approach, suddenly the man with his head bowed raised his head, his tone was still incomparably arrogant, his hoarse voice was like a person who had walked in the desert for countless days without drinking water, but still had a Vigorous deterrence, "Why, I want to see if I'm dead."

It is not a question sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

The guard froze.

"Get out." You coughed up a trace of blood, staining his pale and chapped lips red, and the pain caused a gap in his blood-smeared eyes to be slightly torn open.

The fiery red hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as if it had vitality, and the sweat flowed down the side of his neck along with the blood, winding all the way to the collarbone.

But no one dared to take a second look, and the two guards left quickly.

The grotto became quiet again.

Quiet as if no one was alive here, You Wang, who was still domineering just now, seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and hung in the air along with his strength.

A faint breath suddenly let out.

"Who!" You looked like a ferocious beast defending its territory, its pupils full of murderous intent tore open wider slits, as if it was about to shatter the chains at any time to claim its life.