The boat swept across the river lightly, and a palm-sized vertical eye emblem on the bow shone brightly. Occasionally, a big wave rushed up, and a strong light spurted out on the emblem, and the wave head was smashed to pieces. Countless water foams could be more than ten feet high when they rushed.

Ji Hao stood at the bow of the boat, squinted at the small island in the river heart a few miles away.

The island is surrounded by reefs, like a shark's teeth, standing steeply. The turbulent river water hits the reefs, and countless whirlpools and undercurrents emerge under the water. The big waves hit the steep cliffs of the island, and thunder sounds appear from time to time.

An invisible ripples swept past, and Ji Hao felt his hair standing up one by one, and slight flashes of electric sparks could be seen in the air.

A young man from Yu who controlled the boat took out a token, and the invisible ripples hit the token. The token released a soft halo to cover the entire boat. With a crisp sound in front of him, the boat broke through an invisible barrier, and bypassed the vortex and reefs under a strong force, and came to the only dock on the island.

It is called a wharf, but in fact it is a stone platform that is only about acre under a cliff a hundred feet high.

A steep stone staircase about meter wide was dug at the edge of the stone platform. Several monster warriors wearing black leather armor squatted on the stone steps with spears, looking at Ji Hao curiously.

A fat head and big ears on the stone platform came up with a few guards. Across the distance, the fat Huo bowed to Ji Hao with difficulty: "Dignity, Harmend pays his highest respect to you. The weather is good today."

Ji Hao was wearing an exaggerated bronze mask, with a hideous and distorted face of an evil ghost. Half of the evil ghost's face seemed to be crying, and the other half seemed to be laughing.

A stream of evil spirit continued to radiate from the mask, and a subtle "hissing" sounded, and the accumulated water on the stone platform was swept by the evil spirit and soon frozen into white frost.

The frost spread around the wet ground, and soon the steep stone steps were covered with thin ice. Several monster warriors were trembling with cold, and looked at Ji Hao in awe. They knelt down on the stone steps.

"Harmend!" Ji Hao dragged his voice and snorted coldly in the pretentious tone that the nobles of the Yu clan liked the most. His voice was still cold and hoarse, with a sense of inhumane indifference: "Bara Di, have you greeted you?"

Hamend, who had just straightened his waist, bowed hard again. He said respectfully: "Yes, our commander has received the letter from the noble Consul of the Bharati. You are a distinguished guest of the Bharati. It is our honor to serve you!"

Ji Hao nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that under his own threat of violence, Bharati was quite reliable in doing things.

With a cold look at the stone platform, Ji Hao saw another small boat docked on the narrow berth. He couldn't help but point to the boat: "Huh? Are there anyone else?"

Harmend laughed a few times, his fat face full of strange smiles: "Dear sir, under your wise eyes, nothing can be hidden from you. Of course you know that everyone has friends, but more enemies. And those who are imprisoned in us have more enemies."

Ji Hao nodded, and he said coldly: "I hope there is no conflict between his goals and mine, otherwise"

Harmend bowed hard again, Ji Hao's words were full of threats, and he did not dare to interrupt.

The personal servant of Bharati was ordered to stay on the dock to guard the boat. Ji Hao followed Harmend and walked up the cliff along the steep stone steps.

There is not a tree on the island, but it is planted with a kind of poisonous thorn. The black thorny vines climb and extend on the ground like strange snakes, and countless poisonous stings of finger length reflect a cold light in the sun.

The densely packed poisonous thorns covered the entire island, and the tallest thorns were more than ten feet tall. The rattan and poisonous thorn were entangled with each other, and even the tiny worms were rarely passed through the gaps.

Harmend took out a black token, shook his hands and made a black light shine on the thorns in front. With the sound of "rustling", these black and thick thorny vines were squirming like living things. They quickly made way for a spacious avenue.

"Great lord, you must be careful. Although with your strength, you will naturally not care about these damn thorns, but it is very troublesome after all." Harmend turned his head and said diligently: "His venom is very dirty, and you have a noble status. Don't be touched by these despicable things."

Ji Hao glanced at these black thorns vigilantly and followed Harmend without saying a word.

Following the road and walking around the thorns for a quarter of an hour, Ji Hao finally arrived at the main entrance of the prison. Harmend and the door whispered a few words, and accompanied by a low roar, the main entrance of the prison slowly opened.

The metal door, which is nearly thirty zhang high but only about three zhang wide, is lightning bursting out. The metal door, which is about twelve thick, slowly slid into the fence. Behind the door is a corridor that is nearly a hundred zhang long. Countless flashing runes on the walls on both sides of the corridor are gradually dimming, and then another metal door at the end is slowly opening.

Ji Hao subconsciously licked his lips. This prison is worthy of being a place used by foreigners to detain repetitive criminals, and his defense is indeed extremely strict.

Walking through the corridor, Ji Hao met the commander of the prison on a three-story building on the side of a square that was only about acres.

In the spacious and bright room, behind a large bronze square table, a very burly man of the Jia tribe sat there steadily. A thick copper tube hung down from the roof. The man held a large wine glass the size of an ordinary person, "slammed" and took a glass of wine from the copper tube, and tilted his head and drank a glass of strong wine clean.

Ji Hao stood at the door of the room. Hamend had left without a trace at some point. He stood there quietly, looking up and down at the big man of the Ga tribe who was drinking happily.

After drinking three large glasses of strong wine in a row, the man put the heavy wine glass on the table, tilted his head and looked up and down at Ji Hao: "Are you the person mentioned by the Lord Bharati? Well, I don't care what your identity or origin are, when I get to me, I have to abide by my rules."

A strange laughed, and the great man of the Ga clan stretched out a finger and pointed at his nose: "I am Chi Zhan, the prison commander of this prison. The rules here are very simple, everything is clearly marked. You can leave as much as you want."

Ji Hao nodded gently: "Good rules, I like them." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!