A huge strange shadow like a man but not a man, like a beast but not a beast stood there. His limbs, each wrapped with arm thick chains, pulled it into a huge character. Even if he just looked at the strange shadow, it made people feel extremely hairy. Several male guards locked the cell door and looked at the end of each other intentionally or unintentionally. Then you pushed me and squeezed me, and hurried out. Looking at the male guards who fled in panic, Han 3000 smiled bitterly and sat down. Just as soon as he sat down, there was a sneer at the end of the cell. Although the sound was not loud, the irony was very full. "It's a rat again." at the end of the room, the voice suddenly hummed darkly and coldly. It's like being pinched by something. It's hoarse, but it has a strong evil spirit. Fangfo is like a devil, pinching his throat. It's very close, but very far away. Hearing this, Han 3000 smiled gently and lay on the ground full of weeds, with two long legs cocked up without pit sound. "Stay away from death. Don't abuse my reputation in this place. You don't deserve it." Han 3000 didn't answer, and the voice shouted angrily. "I didn't catch myself. You don't want to stay in the same place with me. You can talk to them and yell with me?" Han 3000 chuckled. "You rat, how dare you talk to me like this? Do you know who I am?" he roared angrily. "Why? Do you have to worship a mountain when you're in prison? I'm not interested in who you are. Anyway, for me, we are both toads in a well." Han 3000 chuckled. Then he closed his eyes slightly. Anyway, for Han 3000, he really didn't have any interest in this place. Don't say it's a prison, even if it's hell, so what? It's just a place to stay for a while. "Who the fuck is a toad in the well with you? You deserve to be compared with me?" the voice scolded coldly. Han 3000 ignored him and raised God. "Damn it, smelly boy, why don't you talk?" "are you dead?" it's still very quiet. The next second, the iron chain made a crazy noise and looked extremely ferocious in this deep prison. Obviously, the guy was angry. "Rat, you are indeed a rat. If you contradict me, I dare not continue talking?" "I warn you, smelly boy, don't touch my hand, otherwise I'll break your dog's neck." Han 3000 didn't respond. It seems that the guy can only sulk out of thin air. After a roar, gradually, with the sound of several chains falling to the ground, That guy can only stay in his own place, somehow. I don't know how long later, when Han 3000 almost fell asleep, suddenly, with a dull sound, a burst of fresh air floated in slowly from the outside, and even led the candles in the dungeon to move slightly. Then, bursts of footsteps came from the outside to the inside. In the dark, Han 3000 slightly opened his eyes and saw more than a dozen people coming slowly at the entrance of the prison. Although Han 3000 couldn't see their faces clearly because of the light problem, Han 3000 also knew who the visitor was. As the man stopped and several people behind him lit more lights, the light of the whole underground dungeon became clearer, although it was still a little dark. Who else can be the leader except Fang Kun? At this time, looking at Han 3000 sleeping with his eyes closed in the cell, he couldn't help squeezing out a slight sneer from his teeth: "the fire has burned to his eyebrows, it seems that you're still in no hurry." Han 3000 sleeping gently just smiled gently and didn't answer. "Kind!" Fang Kun smiled coldly, "but I hope you can be so calm later." "come." "are the gates of the prison locked?" Fang Kun asked softly. "It's locked." Fang Kun nodded with satisfaction, then took out several white pills in his hand, took one by himself and distributed it to several others. While chewing, Fang Kun couldn't help looking at Han Sanqian with gloomy eyes and sneered: "now, play with you." Han Sanqian yawned, stretched his waist and sat up slowly: "OK, but I'm afraid you can't afford to play." this novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.