The basement of the Customs Building, the third floor, the darkest and most humid black prison.

On both sides of the passage ten feet wide are cells separated by heavy granite.

The baby's arms are as thick as a steel fence, the granite walls are three feet thick, and the wet walls are constantly sliding down the thick moss.

Some small things like snakes, spiders, snails, etc., didn't know how they came here, and they were happily crawling around on the moss.

In the few cells closest to the stairs leading to the second floor of the underground, groups of ragged clothes, unable to distinguish between men and women under the dim light, nor could they see the tall, short, fat and thin people curled up on the ground, as if dead.

I don’t know which cell it was, someone cried sadly: “I didn’t smuggle, I’m not a smuggler, I’m wronged…”

Then, suddenly, a roar with a bit of irritability sounded: "Shut your mouth, or I'll kill you now!"

This irritable voice came from the darkest cells at the end of the deep passage.

Compared with the sad, weak crying, the irritable roar was full of energy and a loud voice. It was obvious that it had been a few days since I was locked up here.

"Haha, yell, yell, no matter how fierce you are, it's useless... When you enter here, just like us, you can't get out..."

"Yes, yes, you can't get out anymore, no matter how fierce you are, it's useless. Hey, you will be here, and die here!"

"This group of damn sea dogs, if they don't squeeze all your oil and water out, they will never let you out... You are not like rich people. No matter how fierce you are, you will be dead!"

In the cells, lifeless prisoners were making noises and laughing loudly at the irritable roaring person.

At this moment, there was a 'rattle' sound, and the sound of iron chains rubbing against the iron gate came. The prison door leading to the third floor of the second underground floor was opened. Amid the dense footsteps, several fat-headed and big-eared policemen held torches and rushed into the third floor dungeon with the guards and soldiers of the brigade of Vitu family.

A fat white man with a copper police helmet and two shining copper stars on his epaulette. The fat white man with the rank of a second-level policeman raised his torch high and laughed loudly in great joy.

"Dear empire citizens, or friends from friendly neighbors, you are suffering!"

"The light of the law that praises the kindness, the praise of the merciful Muteste, and the fairness and justice, finally illuminates this dark prison!"

"In the name of the law, on behalf of the Tulum Port Police Station, on behalf of the respected Chief Qiao, I announce to you that you are free!"

"As long as you are willing to act as witnesses, accusing all kinds of illegal or inhuman behaviors at the Customs of Tulum Port, as long as it is reasonable and well-founded, you will receive valuable freedom and certain compensation."

"Now, please cooperate with our registration work. Please report your name, nationality, home address, identity and occupation, when and for what crime, you were imprisoned here innocently, and you will be able to leave here soon."

The white and fat police officer smiled enthusiastically, his smile was extremely friendly.

In the several cells near the prison door, groups of walking prisoners stayed for a while, then jumped up almost at the same time, squeezed to the prison door like crazy, and stretched out their arms from the gap in the fence.

"Help, I'm innocent!"

"I didn't smuggle, I didn't smuggle!"

"Bandits, they are just a group of robbers. They confiscated my goods, and they also snatched my daughter!"

"I want to accuse, I want to accuse, I am an artist from the Gallic Republic, a well-known artist, I am not a smuggler, I am not a smuggler! They robbed my passport and snatched my traveler's check!"

The fat and fat police officer put away his smile, shared the same hatred of the enemy, and looked at the arms stretched out from the prison door in anger.

"It's crazy, it's crazy! Lawless, it's lawless! Is there any law of nature? Is there any morality? It's a moral depravity, kind Muteste, these empires, should all go to the gallows!"

"Please rest assured, please cooperate with the registration, please think about their crimes quickly... Please think about their crimes quickly. The more serious the crimes are, the more we can vent our anger for everyone... We can't miss their three or five hundred crimes, which makes them die too easy!"

The crowd was in an uproar in the prison cell, and countless slightly smarter prisoners instantly understood the implication of the white, fat and cute police officer in front of him.

For a moment, under the torch, the chubby police officer was like the kind Mutesty who came to the world, and his whole body was filled with the glory of love and kindness!

It's true. Judging from the appearance and outline, this chubby police officer looks like the round face of Mutesti on a mid-autumn night!

At this moment, at the end of the cell passage, the darkest area in the darkest lights, there were more than a dozen loud bangs. It was the loud noise of the prison door being pulled open suddenly and the steel fence hit the granite door frame.

There was even a harsh metal twisting sound, and just hearing this sound could make people imagine it out of thin air - there was a knotted and powerful hand that grabbed the steel fence, the steel bars as thick as the baby's arm, twisted, deformed, and moaned overwhelmed by his powerful palms...

'call'!

A bad wind came from the end of the passage.

Furious and barbaric, like a pack of wolves on a plateau, emitting a suffocating evil aura.

Several dim oil lamps in the passage suddenly went out, and with a low roar, more than a hundred figures ran out from the end of the passage.

They turned into strong wind and rushed from the end of the passage in a few breaths. The air in the passage was squeezed and compressed because of their rushing wildly, turning into a real explosion of air, and slamming heavily on the bodies of several policemen.

The chubby, round, but not very combat-capable police officers sprayed blood in their seven orifices, and were knocked out like a ball, wailing and hitting the wall behind them, and then they fainted decisively.

More than a dozen guards of the Vitu family followed behind them, and more than twenty soldiers following them instinctively raised their guns, but they didn't have time to pull the trigger, and the figures that rushed over like wolves quickly submerged them.

The harsh sound of fracture scared the prisoners who were making noises shut up, guards one by one, soldiers' bones were broken, and they were spitting blood in big mouths, like garbage, and were thrown to the ground by violent hammers.

More than a hundred figures ran out, rushed out of the prison door, and then clashed straight along the passage of the second underground black prison, easily defeating dozens of Vitu's guards and elite soldiers along the way.

Immediately afterwards, they rushed to the black prison on the first floor of the underground. Here, nearly a hundred subordinates and elite soldiers of the Vitu family gathered in the passage. They had heard the pain cry from their companions in the cell below. When these hundreds of figures who had escaped from prison rushed up, they had already lined up in a neat three-layer volley.

Hundreds of flintlock rifles were fired in a salvo, and the dull shooting sounded so loud that the passage was 'booming'. The terrifying screams of prisoners came from the prison cells on both sides.

More than a dozen sword lights flashed, and dense sword lights flooded the passage. Hundreds of large-diameter lead bullets roared away. Then most of the lead bullets were split into two pieces by the sword light, and fell to the ground weakly.

A low cry of pain came, and only a dozen lead bullets hit the enemy.

As they rushed to the front of the figures, a large ball of blood spurted out. Several people staggered, and two of them fell to the ground and rolled forward in a mess for several rounds.

The other two men who were shot let out a low roar, and the muscles on their bodies squirmed rapidly. Several projectiles that had been more than two inches of flesh fell to the ground a few times. They howled in pain, waving their sabers and rushed forward.

"Retreat, retreat!" The soldiers who entered the first floor of the underground black prison roared in unison, and then they dropped their rifles, pulled out their swords from their waists, and bravely won against the enemies rushing towards the front.

"Fight to the death!" A lieutenant with a pretty face and age about 20 years old waved his sword, and a sharp cold light with a harsh roar, suddenly greeted the sword light falling in front of him.

Swords collided with each other, and a large area of ​​Mars flew around with the harsh sound of impact.

Just a staggered stance, the few lieutenants who rushed up had more than a dozen wounds that were deep enough to reach bones. Several wounds even directly broke the ribs on their chests, broke into their bodies, and damaged their internal organs.

The leaders of the two or three Weitu family guards roared, and they quickly retreated with their companions.

While they retreated, more than a dozen guards from the Vitu family took out fists-sized straw paper bags from their pockets and threw them hard towards the enemy ahead.

The knife light flashed, the straw paper bag was shattered, and a large piece of lime was sprinkled, and the small half of the passage suddenly became white.

Several men rushing in front of the eyes, mouths and noses were covered with quicklime. They also let out a howl of shock and anger. Someone roared in anger: "Close your eyes, hold your breath, and rush out!"

"Don't fight, rush out, rush out... evacuate in scattered ways, team one goes to base No. 3, team two goes to base No. 5, and three go to base No. 9." Another cold voice said, "Unless I ordered, no contact with each other, no contact with each other!"

An injured second lieutenant shouted loudly with all his strength: "Foreign troops enter the country, foreign troops enter the country... The Imperial Army, block them, block them! Kill them at any cost!"

The powerful enemy rushed through the passage and rushed to the stairs leading to the ground at the end of the passage.

Outside the prison door at the end of the stairs, a loud roar came: "The glory of the Delun Empire cannot be violated! For the empire, for the empress, and for the imperial army, charge!"

Seven or eight men rushed out of the prison door, pulled out the short gun hanging around their waists, and as soon as they showed up, they shot indiscriminately.

Outside the prison gate, in the open-air square in the middle of the Huizi building of the Customs Building, more than 200 soldiers were ready to fight. Just as they saw figures appear, they shot in a volley.
Chapter completed!