Chapter 212

"Very good." Gu Yi's response to everyone's enthusiasm was only a smile. He hid his most real emotion under his mature face and raised his hand to press down.

After the people around him calmed down, he said, "I can understand your excitement, but now... It's not time to leave."

"When will it arrive?" a prisoner asked anxiously, "we have been here for more than a year!"

"It's not just you. Don't forget that I've been here for nearly a year." Gu Yi's eyes are sharp and his voice is lower. "So when can we leave here... Seriously, I don't have an accurate time."

As soon as these words came out, the prisoners who were still cheering around soon became completely quiet. They looked at each other, and their eyes towards Gu Yi gradually changed.

"Don't look at me like you look at a liar."

At this time, Gu Yi's voice was a little high. He raised his head and laughed like a crazy madman. "I think everyone present knows what kind of scum we are. We have no qualification and no right to look at others with this kind of eyes."

He paused. Under the surprised eyes of the people, he turned and sat on the table he had sat before. After a few low smiles, he took out a key. "Attention, this key can open and close our door."

Hearing the speech, the prisoners stared at the key in Gu Yi's hand, and then looked at the iron door that closed them, their eyes burning.

"But who of you dares to take it away from me?" he shook the key casually. Gu Yi raised his chin, and a pair of powerful legs overlapped naturally. "Well, you can come up and grab the key in my hand together. If you get it, it's yours. Then you can leave here together."

Hearing this, many people were ready to move. They took a step forward, but they all stiffened when Yu Guang swept the bloody prisoners lying on the ground.

Zhang Zhongyou was still in a trance and sat in front of the body. His face was dull. It was obvious that he had been scared a lot just now.

Several prisoners' calves and stomachs had begun to tremble. In a panic, they took back their stepped feet, lowered their heads and dared not take another half step.

They can't step on a living person like Gu Yi. They have no strength and courage.

"No one came up?" Gu Yi patted his thigh, looked up and laughed, "look, so you cowardly little mice just need to listen to me."

He paused. "And what about me? I can only make sure that I can take you out, but not now."

After saying what he wanted to say, he yawned without expression. His lazy appearance was completely free from the previous ruthlessness.

"I'm willing to follow you, as long as you can take us away." a prisoner with glasses came out. His muddy eyes under his lenses were full of eagerness, a kind of crazy to hot eagerness.

"I'd like to!" another prisoner also made a sound. Their echoing voice became stronger and stronger. More and more people joined in and shouted in their crazy voice.

"Well, thank you for your support." satisfied with the desired effect, Gu Yi swept the crowd twice with his chin, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "then I'll mention one last point - I hope there are no betrayal bastards among us."

"Otherwise, I will make his life worse than death."

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Gu Yi has successfully incited the prisoners in the prison on the ground, while mewen is still sneaking underground.

The underground air is very humid and smells bad. In this closed and dark environment, everyone feels uncomfortable.

None of them spoke. They all moved forward in the most energy-saving way.

The distance between zone 3 and zone 2 is not short. According to this way of advance, they may have to advance for five to six days to arrive.

Fortunately, powers can minimize the oxygen consumed by the body, otherwise they may not be able to walk in this underground for a day.

Among these people, Yu Lan is undoubtedly the most relaxed. She shrinks in Mo Wen's arms, sleeps lazily, and holds Mo Wen's sleeve in a small hand.

"Arvin..."

As before, she rubbed the ink chest, sprinkled Jiao, smashed her mouth and continued to sleep.

Gently rubbed Yu Lan's head and Mo Wen smiled. Even in this dirty environment, it could not affect his mood.

Ye Wuchen is the most difficult one among the people. He is not a power person and has no particularly good physical strength. After walking for a while, his lips are purple and his feet stagger.

In a blur of consciousness, he stretched out his hand to hold the surrounding wet soil. He only felt a cold along the palm of his hand to stimulate his nerves and wake him up.

"Hurry up." Xiuqi pushed him at the end. Seeing that he was still walking slowly, he couldn't help frowning. "The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it is."

The two of them are getting farther and farther away from the previous ink.

"I, I..." ye Wuchen tried hard to say "I've tried my best", but he just said a word and felt dizzy and almost fainted.

Xiuqi was impatient, but he reached out to hold him.

Ye Wuchen is black in front of his eyes, but he still pants and continues to walk forward.

"You can, you can..." he whispered as he walked, trying to turn back and say something to Xiuqi

Looking at the stubborn guy in front of him with complex complexion, Xiuqi held his shoulder and frowned, "as long as you can go out, I'll teach you."

In Xiuqi's eyes, children who live over the age of ten are painful children and worthy of pity.

Ye Wuchen's eyes brightened obviously. He felt a sudden force coming from his body, opened his mouth and climbed forward.

Do you have motivation when you have a goal.

The tunnel is surrounded by some hard soil, which was used by Li Xinyang to fix the tunnel to prevent collapse.

However, the soil of this road has become a little loose in this year. After this time, it is estimated that none of them will want to go a second time.

Five days later, on the edge of zone 2 in the north.

"Well, why haven't you come yet?" an ordinary man was sitting cross legged on the ground, yawning uninteresting, and picking his teeth with a toothpick in his mouth. "According to the promised news, it should be here these days. That bastard didn't give me false news again."

The man who is reading in pieces is Jing Jing, who wants to be installed in the Second District of the north. He sat here three days ago waiting for them in ink, but he didn't wait until now.

"I miss my wife and son so much..." he muttered. He felt the ground shake as soon as the voice fell, and the earth hills in front of him were sunken.