Ultraman:I Really Didn't Want to Rule the World

After walking for a long time in the corridor, gagura suddenly stopped.

He casually hung his hand holding the knife aside and looked at the deserted corridor and tilted his head: "strange, where are people?"

He was ready to kill. As a result, there was no jailer for so long.

The warden was so kind that he dispersed the jailer because of defeat?

This is obviously unlikely.

So... What about people?

It's not like you set a trap below

Gagula narrowed her eyes and guessed for no reason in her heart.

But he needs to test the truth.

Touching the card box hung behind him, he settled down and stepped out again.

The guy of the ghost clan is not his opponent, let alone these "miscellaneous soldiers". In terms of quantity, he has a lot of monster cards. Nao jieton is enough to hammer through the prison.

So, traps or something, feel free.

……

Not long after sending off gagura, the shadow received the news.

Three more prisoners escaped from the underground cells, of which the most dangerous chebulians have controlled the zarab and Muzhen and killed two small formations.

Ying is dealing with his wound. Although it doesn't hurt, it doesn't mean it won't affect his next battle. He broke an arm directly.

He sprayed a little gel healing agent on the fracture while listening to the flustered reports of his subordinates.

"Warden, prisoner 103 has rushed out of the bottom. At present, he is fighting with the first, second and third teams and asking for support."

"I know, you hold on." Ying sprayed the medicine, connected his broken arm and waited patiently for the medicine to take effect. "I didn't expect that these guys were still so energetic after being locked up for so long. It seems that our hospitality is not enough. Let these guys still have the energy to escape from prison."

"Warden, the fog is still spreading, and the whole bottom is full of fog!"

"Ha? Haven't you set up the separation wall? Which of you has opened it?" the shadow answered carelessly, tentatively releasing his hand. The broken arm has initially adhered to the wound, but it will take a while to heal to the point where he can fight.

There was no sound across the street.

They opened the wall themselves in order to be able to deal with the cosmic people inside.

The shadow keenly found the silence over there. He narrowed his orange red eyes: "which fool?"

"It's the captain of the second team. It didn't close in time after opening the wall."

"Ah, is it him, or is he as stupid as ever?"

"Has died in the hands of Muzhen, controlled by the chebulians."

"Oh? I'll save it. I'll do it again." the shadow covered the wound, and the dark red light overflowed through his fingers. "Let the rest of the people retreat and start the weapons directly. You know that you can't beat the head, but you haven't been active for too long. What's left in your mind is how to torture the prisoners?"

"It's all fools." he sneered. He was about to hang up the communication. The people in the picture screamed, then fell down, the interface shook, and the big head of the chebul star appeared in the picture.

Just because its head was too big, there were only two big eyes and half a head: "Oh, isn't this the warden, long time no see."

"I haven't seen you for a long time." the shadow finally looked at the screen. "Look, you're still very energetic. It's our poor hospitality."

"No, how could it be? I was very surprised by your hospitality." the chebulian turned his big head. "Guess what surprises me most?"

The shadow narrowed his eyes and didn't answer, and the chebulians didn't expect him to answer. They continued to say, "of course, it's today's gift. It's very powerful, isn't it? There was a prison break in the so-called 'the most impossible prison to escape'. Oh, maybe I can have the honor to meet the great 'pioneer'?"

He looked down slightly and saw the wound covered by the shadow. He added fuel and vinegar: "Oh, I hurt you. It's a surprising guest, isn't it? I think I'll be looking forward to meeting him."

"Of course, I'm looking forward to seeing you again." chebul's tone is full of strange excitement. "I'll turn you into my best 'friend'."

"Well, see you later, warden," said the chebulians, hanging up.

Looking at the virtual screen turned into snowflakes in front of him, the shadow put down his arm covering the wound.

There is still a deep trace, but the bones and blood inside have healed together.

They have a special constitution. As long as the wounds are properly treated, they can heal soon.

He tried to move his arms. Some of them were not very sharp, which affected his play, but he could also fight.

The shadow directly held the two guns and got up and walked out of the office.

……

The bottom floor has been occupied by chebul, but the upper floor has been isolated by the wall, blocking his steps.

At this moment, several strange faces have been followed behind the chebulian, and his "car" has been changed from zarab to a jailer. Among the three people behind him, two are jailers and one is a prisoner.

As for the zarab and Muzhen at the beginning, they have closed their eyes forever and slept at the bottom of the prison.

The prisoners didn't have much strength left, so they died the most, and the prison guards had good strength. It was his limit to be able to control these four.

In the final analysis, there is not much left in the strength of the chebuls. In the past, he could easily control many people, but now it is his limit to empty these four people.

This long lost weakness made the chebulians a little unhappy, but it was just unhappy.

He is confident that he can escape with his wisdom.

It was his carelessness to be caught before. He won't be careless this time.

The chebul people are not in a hurry to open the separation wall. He has learned one thing from the prison guards' communicator. The weapon system in the prison has been started. Once he goes out rashly, he will meet the bullets and fire from the prison itself.

He doesn't think how long his weak posture and the weak puppets behind him can last. They may need more things.

The chebulian slightly turned his big head and looked into the deep fog again.

That monster card is great, but it doesn't belong to him.

I don't know when the card owner will come down.

He can only wait patiently.

Then he rummaged through the jailer's pocket and was disappointed to find that there was no medicine and food, which made him have to wait at the moment. It was also wishful thinking to restore more strength.

This prison is tricky to some extent.

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