"Stop, you bastards, what are you doing?" Three or so prison guards stepped forward, waving their batons and roaring.
However, the crowd ignored him. In the crowd, a big man was chasing after Allen all over the world. Although Allen's Origin Energy was sealed, his skills were still there. He nimbly jumped high and low, sometimes sliding under the table, then kicking down the table or kicking away the chair, causing the burly man chasing after him to scream in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
The crowd became even more stirred.
The prison guard finally lost his patience. After adjusting the electric current on the baton, he waved the baton to disperse the prisoners.
The scene was chaotic.
Weber took the opportunity to blend into the crowd and touch a prison guard. With a light bump beside him, he quickly hooked his automatic pistol in his holster with his fingers. Then, he quietly threw it to the ground and kicked it out. Then, he did the same thing and took out the pistol of another prison guard.
"Hey, good hit! Oh, no, no, don't hit my boss … "Ourin covered his head and ran away.
He was a frequent visitor to prison, always thrown into prison for stealing chickens and dogs. However, some time ago, he was unlucky enough to steal the watch of a local mine owner, and he was caught red-handed. Since the watch was a "high-end item" smuggled from Babylon, Ourin was not only thrown into prison, but also brought him ten years in prison this time.
So when Ourin fell to the ground and touched a cold automatic pistol in the corner, the man's eyes rolled around.
In the end, the crowd dispersed. Allen and the burly man, who were the initiators, each received two sticks. The difference was that Allen only bent down, while the burly man couldn't get up. As a result, the way people looked at Allen changed. Kona led Allen and Weber away with a headache. On the way back to the confinement room, he roared, "You guys are so tired this time. Are you guys going to take a walk? I think you're going to cause trouble on purpose! "
Allen thought to himself that he guessed correctly, but he said, "He was the one who provoked me first."
"Shut up!" Kona roared.
After returning to the detention room and opening the door, Kona and another prison guard escorted the two of them in. Just as he opened the door to Allen's cell, a gunshot came from the direction of the dining hall, followed by a hubbub of voices. Kona and his companions' expressions changed at the same time. They instinctively looked behind them. While they were distracted, Allen and Weber suffered at the same time.
Allen kicked Fatty's foot, causing him to scream and kneel down. Before he could get up, Allen's knee landed heavily on the bridge of his nose. The impact broke the fatty's nose with a 'kacha' sound. Blood flowed out, and he fainted. Origin Energy was locked, but Allen's body had already been strengthened several times. His muscle strength and bone strength were far from comparable to ordinary people. Even a tall prison guard wouldn't be able to withstand a few blows.
Moreover, Allen's attacks had always been fierce and ruthless. How could Kona, who had never been trained in the system's attack skills, be his match?
On the other side, Weber also put down Kona's companions. The two of them found the key to the Origin Energy Lock on the prison guard. After unlocking the handcuffs, they reestablished a connection with the Origin Energy in their bodies. Allen punched the electronic lock of Pitts' cell. The electronic lock jumped into a series of sparks and failed to unlock. The cell door opened and Pitts looked at Allen in bewilderment.
"Come with us." Allen waved his hand and turned around. Weber had already thrown an electric baton and a pistol at him.
Allen caught it, left the electric baton, and threw the pistol to Pitts. The three of them immediately drilled out of the corridor gate of the cell. Weber rushed into the police room and lowered the gate. This way, they would have to deal with at least two fewer prison guards.
When they arrived at the dining hall, it was already a mess. Apparently, a prisoner had taken the pistol Weber had thrown on the ground and tried to escape from prison. Unfortunately, their unplanned actions quickly attracted the interference of the prison guards. A few prison guards rushed over from the prison lounge and were holding riot shields as they entered the dining hall to confront the prisoners. By the time Allen and the others arrived, the confrontation had already turned into a chaotic battle.
Twenty to thirty prisoners against seven or eight prison guards turned the dining hall into a battlefield. Allen and the others snuck into the dining hall, trying their best to stick to the corner of the wall and not attract the attention of both sides as they moved towards the exit on the other side of the dining hall. Seeing that the exit was in sight, the two prison guards suddenly discovered the three of them and shouted as they rushed over.
"Let's go." Allen shouted softly, but he pounced on the prison guard. He rolled on the ground and swept his electric baton across the two of them as he approached them. The rod was infused with Origin Energy and swept across the bare feet of the two of them. Not only did it send them flying, it also shattered their ankles, causing the two of them to hug their feet and cry out in pain.
Allen took the opportunity to leave the dining hall. Weber and Pitts closed the door at the same time. Just as the door was closed, gunshots rang out from inside. However, although there were windows on the door of the dining hall, they were made of bulletproof glass, and only a few small cracks were created in vain.
He placed the electric baton horizontally and stuck it on the handles of the two doors, preventing the people inside from coming out. Allen smiled and gestured with Weber to leave quickly. After leaving the dining hall and turning left, the passageway was brightly lit, but because the guards in the lounge had attracted the commotion in the dining hall. As a result, this corridor was very quiet. At the end of the corridor, the door to a passageway was open. Seeing that the escape was in sight, the expressions of the three of them changed.
Suddenly, a few figures crashed in. It was the tall warden. The two guards at the back were obviously not comparable to ordinary prison guards. Origin Energy rose from their bodies, and they seemed to have entered a state of battle.
"You guys really did something stupid." The Warden snorted, but a smile gradually appeared on his face. The light left a mottled shadow on his face, making the smile look somewhat sinister. "However, this is very good. According to the Federation Constitution, if a felon attempts to escape from prison, he can be killed regardless of the reason! "
"You guys could have lived for a few more days, but you insisted on courting death. Then I'll fulfill your wish!" The Warden shouted, and a yellowish-brown Origin Energy light surged, drawing a loop-like pattern on the surface of his body. It gathered on his left shoulder to form a bear-like engraving.
Wilbur yelled and lunged with his stick. A stick struck the Warden's forehead. The latter smiled sinisterly, and the muscles in his hands expanded by a full three points. His arms grew thick bear fur, and his ten fingernails grew like hooks, shaped like bear claws. The Warden first raised his arm and blocked Weber's electric baton. Then, he slapped out with his claw and immediately sent Weber flying.
A muffled collision sound rang out in the air, and Weber flew horizontally into the wall, causing a net-like crack to appear on the wall. He fell to the ground, and there were five bright red claw marks on his body, but he had already fainted.
The two guards behind the Warden were about to rush forward when they heard their boss shout, "Leave that white boy to me. As for the other weakling, you can play with him however you want."
The guards rushed over. Pitts shouted and turned around to run back, throwing Allen down.
Originally, the three of them were traveling together, but now that one had fainted and one had escaped, only Allen was left to face the Warden.
"Do you know what I want to do the most right now? It's to twist your head off and put it in front of Old Jack's tombstone. You will gradually rot on the tombstone, leaving behind a pitiful skull in the end! "The Warden lowered his body slightly, as if he was about to pounce on him.
Allen's body flowed with an orange Origin Energy light, forming a prairie blade engraving on his forehead. He shook his head and said, "There must be something wrong with this. I repeat, we are not the murderers who massacred the town."
"Shut up!" The Warden shouted and sprinted. His physique was already strong, and now he had the ability to inscribe. The two mutated bear arms made him look like a human bear. As he ran in the passageway, the ground immediately trembled.
"A little bastard like you who doesn't even dare to admit your crimes, don't pretend to be innocent here." The Warden roared like a human bear. He raised his right arm and pulled out a faint ripple with his five claws as he slapped Allen's head.
Allen let out a muffled snort and stretched out his hand to block the Warden's wrist, preventing his bear claws from grabbing it. The Warden's other arm also slapped over, and Allen did the same thing, causing the four obviously disproportionate arms to wrestle with each other. The two of them collided with each other without reservation, causing the surrounding air to occasionally??? Pu Pu Qiang?
The ground beneath their feet began to crack inch by inch, and cracks that could not be more obvious began to spread from beneath their feet.
The Warden shouted and stretched out his arms, pushing Allen back. Allen was not a pure strength path, and the Warden suppressed him and pushed him back. Allen's eyes lit up, and his hands spat out a thousand degrees of flames at the same time.
Burn!
The sudden movement of his ability caught the Warden off guard, and his strength was greatly reduced by the pain. Allen took the opportunity to slide down and grab the Warden's bear arms with both hands at the same time. With the help of inertia, the Warden couldn't help but lean forward and tumble heavily to the ground. Allen immediately bounced up from the ground and didn't want to fight. He ran towards the passageway.
At this moment, the Warden flipped over, propped himself up on the ground, and roared in Allen's direction.
The brown bear tattoo on his shoulder shone brightly, and circles of invisible ripples enveloped Allen along with his loud roar. Allen's sense of balance was immediately disrupted, and he staggered around as if he was drunk. Not to mention running, even standing was a problem.
Seizing this opportunity, the Warden bounced up from the ground. His left hand suddenly returned to its original state, but his right hand's muscles increased again, and his arm became incomparably large. The bear's claws touched the ground, and as the Warden roared and sprinted, the bear's claws plowed five deep ravines on the ground.
When Allen regained his balance, he felt an imposing aura rushing towards him from behind. Turning around, the Warden waved his right hand and dug up a pile of rubble with his bear claws on the ground, slamming it towards Allen's head and face. These rubble were stimulated by Origin Energy, and the impact was no less than a bullet. Allen could only hug his head and hug his body, avoiding most of the rubble, but he was still in extreme pain from a small half of the rubble. At this moment, the Warden's bear claw slapped over, and Allen could only accept the blow intact. He used all of his Origin Energy to defend, but with a slap from the bear's claw, his Origin Energy trembled and almost collapsed.
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