My Cell Prison

Han Dong chose the place to sleep carefully.

A hidden roadway between the civilian area and the oil refinery is a near-perfect crime area.

In addition, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs has recently strengthened the supervision of ‘stiff persons’, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to take action on the street.

It made Han Dong like a piece of fat delivered to his mouth... Moreover, those who stared at this piece of fat were hungry wolves who hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

There are two forces attracted.

Most of them belong to the workers in the refinery, and they gather in private to do some private work to reduce the burden of life as much as possible.

Most of them belonged to ordinary stalemates like Han Dong, maintaining a jumping state of'arms straightened'.

However, the leader of the two forces is an abnormal zombie with certain characteristics.

One of them, dragging an iron rod covered with plaque, was dissatisfied with corrosive plaque all over his body.

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Moreover, as a zombie, he actually retains his breathing function.

But the role of breathing is not to supply the lungs to exercise the body's functions, but to deliberately absorb toxins in the air and turn them into a lethal plague.

The other has huge pustules all over the body, emitting bright red light, which seems to have explosive characteristics.

This person directly buckled the pustule in front of his chest and threw it back and forth in his hand.

"Zhang Xiliang, this new guy is one of my men. Watching this guy walk out of the cemetery... You don't understand the rules of first come, first come, right?"

Holding an iron rod, Zhang Xiliang took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it from his mouth. Corrosive pits large and small appeared on the surrounding walls.

"What a coincidence, my people also watched him crawl out of the cemetery?"

The two leaders just talked, and did not intend to conflict.

Fighting in such an area close to the refinery will attract the attention of the Ministry of Justice, which is no different from suicide... Normally in this case, both sides will take the target.

After all, slashing does not lead to the death of the dead, and even if it is taken to the refinery, it can be exchanged for the equivalent price.

Just when the two were about to make a proposal to cut in half.

LOL…

A burst of ethereal, evil and weird laughter echoed in the alleyways.

Like a parasite, laughter penetrated into the head of every stiff person, including the two leaders.

This parasite-like sneer directly hooked out the deepest resentment in the head of every stiff person, and the resentment of the past flooded into his heart.

The red cyst caught in the hands of the leader was thrown directly opposite.

Who knows.

Zhang Xiliang waved the iron rod in his hand, like a baseball strike, directly crushing the flying cyst.

The deadly plague on the iron rod also immediately contained the explosive factor of the cyst.

What this group of stiff people don't know at all is.

The entrances and exits of the left and right lanes are closed by strands of pure seawater, isolated from the inside and outside...The sound of the conflict that occurs here cannot be transmitted to the outside.

Fighting broke out in the alleyway, it was a death fight in which primitive desire was drawn out.

Just when the heads of the stiff people were broken, their flesh exploded and their hearts were penetrated.

Zhang Xiliang, who was holding an iron rod, consumed too much of the plague in his body, so he replenished his energy by inhaling suddenly...this inhalation made him wake up.

"What's the matter? Why did they fight... And, because of such a big movement, the criminal ministry hasn't come over yet?"

Just when he was stunned.

The opposing leader, who had a swollen cyst, rushed towards him, his eyes filled with madness.

"crazy!"

Seeing when it is about to explode.

Huh!

Something went directly through the back of the leader's head, and the red cysts all over his body immediately dried up and died quickly.

At this time, the only zombies surviving in the lane are those holding iron rods.

The young man regarded by the two forces as "moving corpse oil" is standing behind another leader. The weird tentacles growing out of his hands are the main cause of the target's death.

"Zhang Xiliang? You should be the most capable and smartest among this group of zombie... You should have a way to dispose of the corpses here and replace them with corpse oil, right?"

Zhang Xiliang originally wanted to find a chance to escape, and reported the situation here to the Criminal Ministry, and threw all the deaths of the dead on Han Dong's head.

But there was an instinctive sense of fear when facing the youth, and even the eyes from the youth were even more terrifying than the Xing Department.

"...Yes, but it needs to be exchanged one by one.

And also need to move these corpses to a safe place.

Recently, the corpse country has begun to strengthen the management of ‘stiff people’. If things are exposed, they will be directly arrested by the Criminal Ministry. "

"All right, is there any safe place in your hands?"

"Yes...but it's a bit far away. In the eastern part of the civil area, I bought an inconspicuous bungalow there."

"Do you have a map, show it to me."

"Have."

Han Dong had already walked around in Youfang District before, and as Zhang Xiliang gave a mark on the map, he immediately recalled the appearance and exact location of the corresponding building in his head.

Quack quack...

A star-colored tentacles grew out of Han Dong's palm, and at the same time, a formation was drawn on the ground of the laneway. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Zhang Xiliang looked at these weird tentacles stupidly, and could only regard them as one kind.

"Move all the corpses over and pile them up in the formation..."

"okay."

Although he didn't know what Han Dong was going to do, Zhang Xiliang immediately followed suit.

"The corpse is already placed, then?"

"You stand in too."

Zhang Xiliang has heard some rumors that the executives in the oil mill seem to be able to refining corpse oil only through some kind of secret formation without relying on machinery... The current scene is somewhat similar.

"what are you going to do?"

When asked this sentence, Han Dong slapped it in.

With the twinkling of stars in front of him, the next second appeared in the dilapidated bungalow that Zhang Xiliang had just sold.

Located at the most remote edge of Youfang District.

Although the house is dilapidated, it is very safe.

"This is... a magical technique! Are you a secret official of the court?"

At this time, Han Dong knew that he had chosen the right person. This Zhang Xiliang seemed to know a lot.

But Han Dong didn't pretend, "I don't have as much as you thought, I'm just a zombie who just came here... Actually, I just wanted to kill you all, but I found that you were pretty good.

If I read it right, you should be about to break through, right? "

Han Dong's magic eye could observe a strand in Zhang Xiliang's body located in the dantian, showing signs of white to green transition.

"Yes……"

"As long as you do things for me, I will help you a little bit.

Next, we will take a corpse to the oil refinery to pay back the money, and let me get familiar with the ‘rules’ in the oil mill. At the same time, I have many questions to ask you. "

"it is good."

After seeing the incredible spatial ability, Zhang Xiliang has deified Han Dong in his heart...At the same time, Zhang Xiliang's mouth will turn up from time to time, always feeling that things will make him laugh.