Returning From Level 900

The prison guards hadn't spoken yet, but one of the onlookers spoke first.

It was a bald-headed strong man with a thick body and a hideous face. He didn't see how Wang Wen shot to stop the two people in the scuffle, he just thought they turned off the fire by themselves.

Hearing Wang Wen's extremely arrogant words in a calm tone, the strong man walked out of the crowd and sneered, "Boy, meddling people are the easiest to get beaten here. Are you afraid of pain?"

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He patted Wang Wen's head with his right hand, intending to rub his head against the wall.

Wang Wen didn't even look at the big hand that was slapped quickly, and calmly stared at the strong man and said, "I'm not afraid, what about you?"

The strong man was taken aback.

His right hand was broken at the elbow half a foot away from Wang Wen.

The fracture was smooth and free of burrs, and the upper arm connected to the body continued to move according to inertia, but the disconnected front half of the arm stopped in midair for a moment, as if blocked by some invisible object, and did not start to fall to the ground until a second later.

The strong man didn't react until the severed arm fell to the ground.

Clutching the severed limb that spewed blood like a water pump, howling fiercely.

The sudden scene shocked everyone present.

The queue spread out in a big circle in a panic.

The prison guards, who were just watching the show, suddenly clenched their batons with serious faces and surrounded Wang Wen.

He Zhuang and the others in the rear also gathered and stood by Wang Wen's side to confront the outside world.

Just when the situation is on the verge of breaking out.

Outside the crowd, a group of people who had sat down to eat early stood up.

The leader, a middle-aged man with clean and tidy prison uniform, who seemed to be helped to take care of him at any time, approached the venue surrounded by the crowd.

First, he seemed to randomly hold down the actions of the prison guards.

Then he raised his chin to the strong man with folded arms and mourning on the ground, and told the people around him, "Take him to see a doctor."

Two people came out from around, stared at Wang Wen unkindly, leaned over and lifted the strong man, and left the restaurant together with the broken arm that fell to the ground.

Get this done.

The middle-aged man turned his gaze to Wang Wen.

After looking up and down, there was no trace of a sharp weapon.

Can't help but nodded with satisfaction.

There was a little appreciation in Wang Min's gaze.

Turning to the prison guard, he said, "Sir, you rest, just leave this place to me."

The prison guard relaxed a little, touched him with his baton, and warned: "Be quiet, you know?"

"Don't worry." The middle-aged man smiled calmly, turned his head to Wang Wen and said, "Young man, you have a good technique and a ruthless heart. Follow me from now on."

Finish this sentence.

He turned around on his own and walked back to his seat to continue eating with a spoon.

Several of his subordinates who surrounded him yelled at the other prisoners as if they were maintaining order: "What are you still doing in a daze, come and clean up the hygiene quickly, and the rest continue to line up for food!"

How embarrassing, several people looked at each other.

Looking at the character who looks like "big brother" who turned back confidently after leaving a word, he hesitated to speak.

On the contrary, Wang Wen was very calm. He was thinking about how to quickly pass the level without wasting time, and test whether this level has the potential to become a source of divine power.

If it can be developed into a source of divine power, he will naturally not refuse anyone who comes. The more the better.

On the contrary, if there is no oil and salt in this place and there is no sign of divine power but it takes a lot of time, then the loss outweighs the gain.

So, to sum it up.

Wang Wen's idea is that the test action must be short, smooth and fast, not talking about step-by-step and earnest, but simple and rough.

Seeing that he has not moved for a long time, He Zhuang beside him couldn't help asking: "Boss, is there any plan for this floor?"

Liu Jiannan, who had never had a chance to make a phone call, also hurriedly said: "Yes, Mr. Wang, if there is anything I can do, just tell me! I, Liu, on the lower towers are still the ones who make the most of it!"

Wang Min recovered.

Hear what the two said.

He nodded and arranged for them: "You control the prison guards in the dining room, and then let them call all the prison guards in the entire prison to gather together, which is convenient for handling and saves me from wasting energy to force pass one by one."

Those who have been climbing the tower with Wang Wen rarely have the opportunity to participate in the hands-on.

He embarrassed, his eyes glistening with excitement, "take orders" and leave together with Liu Jiannan, who is also eager to fight.

Wang Wen took Ren Ruanruan and Shi Yuanyuan, who was imprisoned by Tathagata, to the previous "big brother" table and sat down.

The faces of a few boys nearby slapped the table and were about to do it.

The middle-aged man casually yelled to stop his subordinates, and while scooping up rice to deliver to his mouth, he asked Wang Min calmly, "Is there anything else?"

"You don't know who I am?" Wang Wen curiously asked something that sounded very secondary. What he was thinking was that he made a lot of noise last time to help prisoners escape from prison.

If there is an old man in this prison who has experienced the previous incident, surely someone will recognize him, right?

In fact.

Wang Wen was really just asking out of curiosity.

This sentence made the prisoners around them almost run away, and roared at Wang Wen with all kinds of bared teeth and guards.

The middle-aged man calmly put down his rice spoon, looked up at Ren Ruanruan and Shi Yuanyuan beside Wang Wen, and smiled inexplicably: "You are very brave, and you can get such two tender skinned girls here. Girls are not small."

Having said that, he changed his subject: "But believe me, no matter who you are, you can't compare to me, whether it's inside or outside the wall."

"Pfft!" Ren Ruanruan was originally immersed in Zhu Xingguo's disappearance and was very depressed, until now he finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Looking at the gazes from around her, she covered her mouth in embarrassment and apologized silently: "I'm sorry you continue. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Min who had no intention of "disciplining", and said with some displeasure: "Your people are very unruly! If you don't care, I can do it for you!"

Wang Wen thought about it.

Asked back: "Do you believe that there is a God in the world?"

"God?" The middle-aged man thought that Wang Wen deliberately changed the topic, his expression gradually turned cold, and he hummed impatiently: "It seems that you really don't know my identity!"

He picked up the spoon to eat again, with a cold tone: "Let me tell you this, it's nothing to get a woman here, let alone two, two hundred are easy for me, I'm just too lazy to do it because I want to go out Anytime, understand?"

Wang Min opened her mouth to say something.

He was interrupted by the middle-aged man raising his hand again.

I saw him scoop some sauerkraut and fried peas into his mouth with a rice spoon, slowly chewing, and said unhurriedly: "I know you are skilled, but no matter how fast you are, you will never be faster than a bullet! Earlier you broke my hand!" Ji, I think you didn't know how to forgive you when you were new here, and even saved you from the prison guards, but if you continue to push forward and don't know what to do, no matter what kind of background you have, you can get out of prison even today."

The middle-aged man swallowed the food in his mouth, and said in a deep voice with full aura: "Believe me, you will not survive!"

"Because, in this world, I am God!"

Surrounded by his younger brothers excitedly, he stood up.

His face seemed to be glowing.

The whole person looks extraordinary and dominates the world.

It was so embarrassing that Ren Ruanruan's toes almost tore through the high-end prop shoes worth up to 1.2 million.

Only Wang Wen was calm and self-possessed.

Looking up at the high-spirited middle-aged man, he asked, "So you're in jail because of your hobby?"