Shuttle in Tv Series

Do you want to make another crossing?

Jiang Yi chose the yes option in his mind.

Then, his eyes blurred, and he was already in a strange world.

There are densely packed translucent display windows suspended in the air around the body, and there are probably hundreds or thousands of them.

A video of a TV series is playing in each window.

Whoa!

Suddenly, thousands of windows spun around Jiang Yi, just like being in a gorgeous kaleidoscope.

Then one of the windows suddenly lit up and expanded suddenly, swallowing Jiang Yi inside.

Jiang Yi's eyes went dark, and he felt a sense of weightlessness, and his body kept falling.

A message came from my mind:

"The next world: No. [-] in the world."

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196 Sky Prison Nine Floors

Beijing.

Jiang Yi walked through a bustling street, entered a restaurant on the side of the street, sat down by the window on the second floor, and ordered a few special dishes.

Today is the third day since he traveled to the world's number one world.

After a while, the food and wine were served.

Just as he picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat, he suddenly heard a noise from the street outside the window.

He leaned against the window, looked down, and saw seven or eight people beating and kicking a young man on the street downstairs.

"Oh, don't fight. If you fight again, you will die?"

The beaten young man covered his head with his hands and screamed loudly.

Several old women on the side of the street also came over to dissuade them, telling those people not to fight any more, so as not to cause death.

The leading middle-aged man punched the young man on the ground hard before stopping, and said in a hateful voice:

"Hand over all the money you just stole."

The young man took out some stolen money bags from his pocket and returned them to everyone.After they got their purses, they spat at the young man before leaving in satisfaction.

An old woman with a kind face looked at the young man with a bruised nose and swollen face, and his body was covered with footprints. She couldn't bear it, and asked:

"Boy, are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's all skin trauma."

The young man grinned his teeth in pain, but waved his hands pretending not to care, and said:

"Mother-in-law, you should hurry up and take the money to get medicine for your wife."

Looking at his appearance, the old woman couldn't help persuading him earnestly:

"Young man, I think you have a good heart. Don't do such sneaky things in the future. Find a decent job."

"Okay, I will."

The young man just limped away with a few perfunctory words.

Looking at the young man's back, a strange look flashed in Jiang Yi's eyes, he didn't expect to meet Cheng right and wrong here.It seems that his actions must be accelerated.

According to the plot, Gu Santong should die soon.

While eating, he was thinking about his own affairs in his heart:

After traveling to this world, he has been investigating the situation of the sky prison, and now he has a good understanding, and he can start to act in the afternoon.

After lunch, Jiang Yi went back to the small courtyard he rented. After some messing around, he changed his appearance into the appearance of punishing thousands of households, and Shi Shiran walked into the prison.

As for the real torturer Qian Hu, he fainted from his acupoints and could only wake up in a remote corner at night.

After entering the sky prison, the guards and cell boss inside did not dare to stop him, but respectfully let him go, allowing him to pass through unimpeded.

Go through layers of guards and pass through many checkpoints.

Jiang Yi finally came to the ninth floor of the dungeon, a dark, cold, and dead cave space.

After only two steps, I saw a huge iron monument standing in front of me, with the four characters of Tiedan Shenhou written on it.

After bypassing the iron plate and taking a few steps, Jiang Yi finally saw his goal.

A skinny old man in a tattered gray prison uniform sat on a stone platform.

His white hair was loose and messy, as if he hadn't taken care of it for more than ten years.Limbs are locked by thick iron chains, and he is eating a big spider with relish.

The look of biting and chewing is like a disaster victim who has been hungry for a long time.

In the corner of the wall two feet away from him, lay a row of white skeletons in clothes, presumably they were the masters of the various factions who had been sucked dry of their internal energy by the other side all these years.

Jiang Yi stepped forward, cupped his fists at the old man and said: