Chapter 88: Prison Break Recidivist, NO.250!

  Taking advantage of the dimly lit corridor, Ye Huan secretly sensed the length of the Wind Wing. It was quite wonderful, already about five meters eight or nine, converted to Soul Master level... uh, is there still a need to convert? Even higher-level strong iron laws have been seen, what's the point of studying Soul Master levels again?

  As for Ye Huan's power level, it should be described like this - extremely strong iron law beginner, but has not yet reached the first heavy boundary!

  As for other things, Ye Huan thought about it and got a headache.

  In the dungeon, the wings of the wind were exposed.

  In the martial arena, tens of thousands of people saw him enter the Extremely Strong Iron Law and break through the seal of divine power.

  Especially when Hypnos is summoned, the hypnosis technique is also displayed in front of the Pope...

  Sigh, there are so many things to deal with!

  "Come in!" Arriving at the dungeon door, Krupp's loud shout brought Ye Huan back to reality.

  Ye Huan nodded, about to walk in, but after taking a clear look at the entrance, he stopped his footsteps with a hint of schadenfreude, "Judge Krupp, are you sure I can go in under these circumstances?"

  Krupp's forehead has bulged with blue veins!

  When leaving the dungeon, all prisoners were increased in shackles, and two more guards were added at each cell entrance - He Lie Shan was in chaos. This is certainly to prevent someone from taking advantage of the chaos to escape, but less than an hour later, the dungeon is still in chaos.

  A burly man in prison garb had broken through the gate and stood in the center of the cellblock, waving his arms and shouting, "Brothers, how much suffering have we endured in this damned Inquisition? How many crimes have we suffered? And how many people have been gouged out their eyes and cut off their ears? Do you want to continue like this?"

  Rumble!

  The reply was given by several other prisoners who burst through the prison gate!

  "Well done! We were once great generals, great bishops. Can these few guards stop our pace?" This big guy laughed loudly, his arrogant appearance was obviously a heroic figure in the military. Under his leadership, more and more prisoners rushed out of their cells. The 800 or 900 guards could only block some of them, but not all, and soon they were scattered all over the place.

  Soon, dozens of prisoners rushed to Krupp's side, one of whom shouted at Ye Huan, "Hey, little brother, kill the old guy next to you and let's escape together!"

  "Ye Huan, you, you wouldn't do such a thing, would you?"

  Krupp's voice was filled with pleading, looking at the current situation, there were thousands of prisoners rioting in the dungeon, and Krupp had only a dozen or so followers by his side. If Ye Huan took advantage of this opportunity to make trouble, Krupp wouldn't have enough lives to die even if he had ten.

  Ye Huan smiled faintly and did not attack Krevier, nor did she stop the prisoner, but instead quietly returned to her own cell.

  He calculated it very clearly. This time, provoking the demon beast to harm He Lie Shan and attacking the White Robed Archbishop was a serious crime, but he had also put the demon beast to sleep and saved the War God Temple, which was no small feat. The merits and demerits balanced each other out, and with Okada Gen's behind-the-scenes manipulation, he would absolutely not be sentenced to severe punishment.

  What's the point of escaping then?

  Honestly stay in prison for a few days and wait for a fair trial.

  "Never mind how Krupp suppressed the prison break, Ye Huan greeted his fellow inmates, 'Shamil brothers, are you guys still here? Not planning to take advantage of the situation and escape?'"

  Shamil sat in the corner of his cell, gazing coldly at the rebellion outside and sneering: "I've lived for sixty some years, and I've been imprisoned for twenty years, so I know too well the power of the religious court. If you want to get out of here, there are only two ways, just like I told you earlier... otherwise, it's death!"

  It seemed to confirm Shamir's 'wisdom', Ye Huan had just sat down for three or four minutes, when a series of mournful cries came from the dungeon corridor, followed by a team of black-clad ninjas, a team of heavy-armored knights, and a team of warriors with beast-faced armor, holding red long knives, rushed into the cell from three directions.

  The three groups of people looked at each other, nodded in unison, and their sharp eyes seemed to say, "I've killed all the culprits in my direction, what about you?"

  After another ten or so minutes, Krupp also walked back with a cold face. Behind him, more than a dozen guards dragged the big man who had just waved his arms and shouted loudly, as if dragging a huge wild beast that had just been hunted down, bloody and demonstrative in front of other prisoners.

  The big guy's legs had been broken, and his resolute face seemed to have been heavily battered, with his facial features twisted into a bloody mess. Seeing this miserable state, the other prisoners immediately gave up their intention of continuing to make trouble.

  Bang! Bang!

  When everything calmed down, Krupp stood in the center of the cell and clapped his hands, shouting: "All prisoners who attempted to escape have been killed by me. The rest of you, be honest with me, listen to my orders, and loudly report your numbers!"

  After suppressing the prison break, of course, they had to take stock of the remaining prisoners. Several clerks from the court had already prepared a list, and as the prisoners reported their numbers one by one, they checked them off one by one.

  "Ahh!" A loud shout came from one of the prison cells.

  "Two!" A second voice followed immediately after.

  Three!

  "Four!"

  ……

  It was soon their turn in Cell 249. Shamir raised his voice and shouted "Two hundred forty-nine!"

  "Prisoner number two hundred and forty-nine, Shamir, confirmed to be present!" The clerks immediately came over to inspect Shamir's appearance, then loudly asked: "Two hundred and five? Two hundred and five, report your number at once!"

  A moment of silence in the cell...

  Ye Huan couldn't help but smile secretly. After the Great Calamity, the culture of the Yan Huang people became mainstream on the continent, so the number 250 was not a good word in the Heavenly Father's teachings either. It was unknown which prisoner was so unlucky to have been assigned such a code name.

  I guess he was too embarrassed to answer?

  "Two hundred and fifty!" The official's voice rang out again, "Report the number immediately, otherwise it will be considered that you have escaped from prison, Judge Krupp has the right to shoot you on the spot!"

  A very cruel threat was made, but still no one has responded!

  Krupp approached the official and asked in a low voice, "Have all the corpses of the escaped prisoners been accounted for? Is there a two hundred and fifty-five... damn it, that idiot's corpse?"

  "Does the grown-up suspect that he escaped during the chaos?" The officer sneered, barely holding back a smile, apparently thinking that Krupp's question was a bit silly. However, he still seriously checked again and said: "All the bodies have been examined, there is no body with the number 250, he must still be in his cell!"

  "Two hundred and fifty number prisoner, James Bond, report at once!"

  "Who?"

  Ye Huan couldn't help but laugh, and when she heard the name James Bond, she almost burst into laughter. "Shamir, brother, the 250th prisoner's name is Bond? Shouldn't he be 007?"

  As he spoke, Ye Huan was still a bit worried that Samir wouldn't understand the joke before the disaster, but unexpectedly, Samir's knowledge was quite extensive and he immediately burst out laughing. "This James Bond, isn't he that guy who drives sports cars, plays with handguns, and uses public funds to chase girls every day? This guy is actually a..."

  "Wait a minute!" Shamir's face suddenly changed, and he slapped the prison door and asked: "Krupp trial officer, Bond is not in the cell, nor was he killed. Is it... did he escape successfully?!"

  Krupp's face was very unsightly, "It should be like this!"

  "Good grief!"

  "Heavenly Father, are you kidding me?!"

  The entire dungeon, more than 2,000 remaining prisoners, and over 1,000 guards who rushed to the scene were suddenly in an uproar.

  Ye Huan looked at him with curiosity and couldn't help but ask, "Older brother, earlier when the prison was in chaos, if one or two prisoners took advantage of the situation to escape, it wouldn't be a big deal, would it?"

  "No, of course not!" Shamir's throat was inexplicably dry, his voice stuttering, "Just that situation just now, even if I, a cripple without legs, escaped, it wouldn't be unexpected, but...but that's Bond, how could Bond possibly escape?"

  What he's saying is that Bond can escape from prison, which is more unbelievable than a cripple standing up and killing several thousand guards before calmly walking out of the cell!