He smelled a familiar smell from the two guards and the prison guard.

The smell of blood.

"Isn't Lao Li on duty today?"

He asked casually, but received no answer. Instead, he felt the cold murderous intent in his throat on the two guards with guns.

He was stunned for a moment, sighed, and put away the phone.

"I originally wanted to go to jail peacefully."

While the cell phone was spinning in mid-air, the boy who was paralyzed on the bed had already bounced off the broken bed board, dodging the hot bullets that followed.

Immediately afterwards, the flaming palm threw the invisible ax towards the guard from the rotation in the air.

The ax blade roared through the air, chopping directly into the palm of the hand that pulled the trigger. Immediately afterwards, a gray-black rope stretched out, wrapped around the barrel of the gun, and was suddenly pulled back.

Huai Shi landed, caught the submachine gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger at the guard with empty hands.

The head explodes.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his palms hard and intensified the ashes...but no thick smoke appeared.

He found with embarrassment that he had been living a peaceful and comfortable life recently, sleeping when he should, eating when he should, and playing mobile games every day in prison, so it was really difficult to accumulate any negative energy.

Unknowingly, this negative energy-generating machine of mine has been consumed by the comfortable prison life...

Life in a fat house is so terrifying!

He could only dodge the aim and shooting of another guard in a panic, and hurriedly threw the rope. The rope flew out like a snake and wrapped around the guard's body. In an instant, he was tied into a rice dumpling.

Huai Shi took out his axe, chopped it hard on the railing, kicked off a section of the railing with the roar of metal collision, reluctantly squeezed out of the cage, and looked at the cell next to him.

I was afraid that Qi Yuan would be silenced in just a few seconds.

But the expected bloodshed did not happen.

Behind the opened cell door, the originally majestic prison guard was now kneeling at Qi Yuan's feet devoutly, with his hands raised in the air, offering him a glass of dark wine.

"You came?"

Qi Yuan looked up at him, but his face was completely different from what Huai Shi had imagined. He was frighteningly thin, with only one pair of eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he had been struggling from a nightmare for a long time.

"Okay, you can give it to me."

He held the small wine bottle in his hand, grinned at Huai Shi, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

Huai Shi couldn't stop him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull the rope back to pull the wine bottle back, when he felt a terrifying wave of air coming over him.
Chapter completed!