A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 681 Killing is addictive

In the end, the bunch of keys was lost somewhere, and no one could wait to find the keys and open the door slowly, so they gave way to the felon with the jailer's knife, and then he opened the door with a knife .

With a bang, the lock outside the prison door fell to the ground.

In an instant, a group of people rushed in frantically.

The prison was filled with flames and smoke, and the stench of the prisoners was overwhelming.

A moment ago, these prisoners were shouting wildly, and they looked at Meng Yan with ecstasy in their eyes. However, the next moment, the cell suddenly fell silent.

I saw blood spurting out from one man's neck and splashing on the face of the prisoner next to him.

There was a smell of blood and blood.

And Meng Yan stood in the prison cell, with hands in his sleeves, he didn't know when he was firmly holding a pair of black blade daggers.

On the edge of the dagger, there were still a few drops of blood coagulated, falling down sticky.

She cut the throat of a prisoner with the dagger in her hand.And this prisoner was the felon who was holding the jailer's saber.

Before the serious prisoner had time to stab Meng Yan twice, he knelt down on the ground clutching his neck, and died within two struggles.

The key to the cell door of this heavy prison is specially hung in a fixed place, and the jailer who delivered the food just delivered a meal and didn't need to open the cell door at all, so why did he hang a ring of keys on his waist?
How could Meng Yan fail to see that someone clearly wanted to use this riot to take her and Xu Shenfang's lives.

It took such a lot of trouble to go to the palace to get someone to kill first and then play. If there is no accident, when the emperor reacts, it will be a waste of work.

If they couldn't kill her now, they would have no chance to kill her again.

It's just that they were wrong, she is not a weak chicken who is ready to be slaughtered.

Meng Yan raised her foot and stepped on the saber on the ground, kicked Xu Shenfang in the next cell, and said in a low voice, "Take it."

Although Xu Chenfang didn't look up, she caught the knife accurately in her hand and held the handle.

At this time, the prisoner hovering outside Xu Shenfang's cell door found the key and opened his cell door.

In view of the knives in Meng Yan and Xu Shenfang's hands, this group of vicious prisoners did not dare to act rashly for a while.

But they are used to doing things like murder and arson, so how could they be scared off by this woman and a seriously injured man.

So not long after, this group of people waited for the opportunity to surround Meng Yan and Xu Shenfang, and swarmed up in all directions.

He took it for granted that she and Xu Chenfang couldn't take care of her and Xu Chenfang even if they had three heads and six arms.

However, the dagger in Meng Yan's hand was as fast as a snake's shadow, killing people without blinking an eye. The blade kept slicing through the flesh of one person and piercing into the flesh of another.

Her blade is like a ferocious beast drinking human blood.

The screeching sound of blood and flesh splattered sounded very pleasant, like a melody of death, jumping on the tip of the knife, making people's blood boil.

Although Xu Chenfang was sitting on his back, his arms were nimble. When those people surrounded him, he held the silver flower in his hand, and the place where the silver flower bloomed was also filled with blood mist.

Coincidentally, a prisoner saw the timing and grabbed Meng Yan's arm suddenly. As long as she controlled her hand, her lethality would be much smaller.

In just a short moment, the other prisoners had no time to react, and suddenly a knife stabbed from behind the bars, stabbing the prisoner right through.

When Xu Shenfang turned the handle of the knife in his hand and nimbly turned the direction of the blade to rescue Meng Yan, the prisoner on his side saw that the knife in his hand was stabbing elsewhere, and immediately stepped forward to restrain him.

It's just that as soon as the prisoners touched his body, Meng Yan's hand that was freed from the trap, stretched out the backhand and swung it straight to the opposite side, cutting off half of the necks of the two of them immediately.

It turns out that killing is really addictive.

The two went back to back and killed a round.

Corpses were lying on the floor of the cell, and piles of dry grass were wetted by the smelly blood.

This group of prisoners was obviously very afraid of Meng Yan, but they still kept an eye on her.

The fire inside was getting bigger and bigger, and thick smoke kept coming out, blurring vision and choking people's noses.

Meng Yan vaguely heard a jailer shouting outside the heavy prison: "Fire, escape! Prisoners are rioting!"

But no one came in to take a look.

Meng Yan's face was splattered with blood, and he said fiercely between his eyebrows: "Kill us both, do you think you can survive today? If you don't believe me, go out and have a look, there must be a large number of officers and soldiers waiting outside, just waiting for you to finish it for them matter, and then cut you all under the knife."

The eyes of these prisoners were a little loose.

Meng Yan said again: "Anyway, it's a death, either it will be consumed by my hands, or everyone will be burned to death in a while, or else." There was a faint fire beating in her eyes, and some wild beasts seemed to be impatient to rush out of the cage, and then Said, "Go out and fight with the officers and soldiers, maybe you can kill a bloody road."

The two sides confronted each other, and no one made the first move.

Everyone wants to survive, so they have to think about what to do to increase the possibility of survival.

In the end, two prisoners followed Meng Yan's words and approached the gate of the heavy prison to find out what was going on outside.

Unexpectedly, before reaching the gate, the officers and soldiers outside suddenly came up from both sides of the big iron gate, pushing the iron gate with their hands, and there was a bang.

The iron door closed and a lock fell on it.This lock was much stronger than the lock that locked the door in the cell, and it was covered with heavy iron chains.

Outside the iron gate, a team of officers and soldiers stood by.

The prisoners all heard the sound of the gate closing, which was thick and suffocating, as if closing a door for them to return to the world from Huangquan Road.

As long as the door is closed, the fire that gradually spreads inside can burn them into coke.

Meng Yan said: "Look, they didn't intend to let you out alive at all."

The prisoners had different expressions immediately, obviously hesitating.

One of the prisoners stretched out his hand to Zhao Xu and Shen Fang, and said viciously, "Give me the knife."

"He can't give it to you." Meng Yan said extremely calmly, "If you want to break the lock, I think the one in my hand should be better."

As she spoke, she raised her wrist and placed the dagger across her chest, with the sharp edge facing outward.

That biting cold light, stained with a little blood, looks extremely beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.

A prisoner said in a low voice: "If you open that door, we will go our separate ways and will not offend each other."

Meng Yan looked at the other prisoners, and no one refuted, so she said calmly: "It's very suitable for me."

So she took a step forward, and the prisoners took a step back, spreading out to make way for her.

The prisoners on Xu Chenfang's side basically went towards his face. They were so crazy that they were so itchy to see this beautiful person right in front of them. One or two looked up and down Xu Chen with crazy eyes. Fang, still want to attack him.

Meng Yan suddenly stopped, and said sharply: "If you dare to touch him, I will lift your head."

(End of this chapter)