Eighth Jinhuan deliberately stayed behind, and glanced at the broken metal bars of the prison gate. Although there was no expression on his face, there was a tinge of fear in his eyes.
Although he also heard that Garen defeated so many people to besiege head-on, but he didn't actually see it on the spot, so he didn't feel much, it just felt very powerful.
But now, he can get the murder scene at close range in person.
Garen killing people casually was like killing and trampling an ant to death, an absolute ferocity and arrogance permeated Garen's side.
This speed! Such power! ! The Eighth Golden Ring finally realized why the masters of the Black Label Society and the Golem Sect were completely subdued by Garen.
Facing this kind of person, even if it's just getting close, I feel extremely threatened and uneasy. If Garen broke out with all his strength, he couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying scene it would be.
Garen silently followed the warden as he walked into the depths of the prison. He can feel that although his strength has not increased, his speed has been greatly improved, which has enhanced his explosive power in a disguised form, and the high-speed quality will also bring terrifying impact, just like the palm just now, he did not use any Mi Wu is simply a combination of strength and speed, breaking the iron bars and stabbing the prisoner to death.
"Before I knew it, I had become so strong." He felt the cold and hard ground under his feet, and smelled the strong smell of blood in the air. Soon, Rosita's figure finally appeared on the front right.
A group of people stood still at the entrance of Losita Prison. The third brother Garcia was standing guard at the entrance of the prison, sitting on a chair. Seeing Garen and the others approaching, he also stood up slowly.
"Garon, are you here?" Garcia looked haggard, his whole body seemed to have lost weight, and his eye circles were sunken and darkened. It was obvious that he hadn't had a good rest these days.
"Go and rest first, third senior brother." Garen frowned, "You're just torturing your body like this."
Garcia glanced at Rosita who was sitting cross-legged in the prison, and nodded slowly.
"You can ask, she won't say anything."
"Leave it to me." Garen nodded.
Garcia exchanged some polite words with the Eighth Golden Ring, and then left by himself accompanied by the jailer.
The Eighth Golden Ring also knew that Garen wanted to ask alone, so he consciously stepped back and went to inspect other prisons.
The warden dismissed all the guards knowingly, and walked away, including himself. He didn't want to stay by Garen's side for a moment. The scene just now scared him so much that he was still sweating coldly.
For a moment, there was no one else around. Apart from the other serious prisoners, only Garen and Losita were left at the black prison door.
Rosita was still wearing a black cloak, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with long brown hair and ponytail hanging behind her head, with a calm face and dull eyes.
"Where's Second Senior Brother?" Garen looked at her and spoke slowly. "Tell me about the second senior brother Farak."
"Falak?" Rosita raised her head and stared blankly at Garen, "Did I tell you that you can't kill me?" There seemed to be a hint of anger in her eyes.
Garen just looked at her without saying a word.
Rosita suddenly smiled wryly.
"I never thought I'd have a moment of regret, Farak. He's dead."
Garen stared at her indifferently. Although he had expected it, when he actually heard the news, he still felt a little sad in his heart.
Farak also often pointed out and helped him when he was laying the foundation, correcting his basic wrong movements. He is a man who looks dangerous but is actually very gentle.
"How did you die?"
Losita smiled: "I left Baiyunmen that day, and he chased me all the way. I fought back and forth more than 30 times, and his throat was torn off by my claws."
"Where's the elder?"
"He's dead too. I wanted to go into the library to look for things, but he dared to stop me. He's the one who wanted to die! A lot of old people still rely on the old to sell the old, and I beat him to death with a single blow." Luosita's expression was blank.
She raised her head and suddenly smiled miserably.
"Winner and loser, I may have thought that someone would hunt me down, but I didn't expect it to be you."
"What else do you want to say?" Garen was silent for a while, and said lightly.
"So this is the smell of fear." Losita lowered her head and smiled bitterly, her body trembling slightly. "What are you going to do with me?"
"According to the rules of the division." Garen left a sentence, turned and walked towards the depths of the prison.
Not far away, the senior sister's voice came intermittently from behind.
"The boat is shaking and shaking. The water is green and green. You are standing beside me in front of the lotus leaf and lotus root."
It was a song, the voice was a little nostalgic, a little crazy. For some reason, Garen suddenly recalled his second senior brother, Farak.
"You really like Second Senior Brother?"
The singing paused behind her, and Luoxita sat there in a daze, then suddenly bent down, and there was a faint choking sound in the darkness.
Garen closed his eyes, and there were also ripples in his heart.
Without hesitating any longer, he strode deeper into the prison.
Maybe the elder sister regretted it, regretted that she joined the Demon Elephant Sect in order to pursue higher martial arts, regretted that she had betrayed the sect by killing the second senior brother and the elder. There seem to be many unknown stories between her and the second senior brother. These stories will eventually be completely submerged in time with the disappearance of the two.
Garen would not delve into it, nor did he want to.
The master was in a coma for a long time, unable to absorb the body functions, unable to keep up with nutrition, and eventually died. The last remaining will was to kill Rosita.
He didn't tell the reason, and Garen didn't want to ask. In any case, the matter has been settled and everything has been settled. Maybe in a long time, he will go to the east along the sea route to find the root of Baiyunmen, but now, everything is over.
"There will always be a lot of helplessness in life. Because the child chose to do something wrong, she has to pay the corresponding price."
In a single room on the left side of the prison, a white-haired old man whispered.
"Look away from the child." There was also a trace of helplessness in the old man's cloudy eyes, perhaps it was Rosita's singing that also brought back his memories.
"Who are you?" Garen stopped and looked at the man.
"It's just an old man who is about to die. This is the prison of the Golden Ring, and it is also the place where the Federation used to hold some heinous criminals." The old man replied lightly.
"I remember you." Garen felt that this old man was a little out of order, he was full of fierceness, but his tone of voice was unusually kind. Focus on the number of the single room in this prison: No. 12.
Out of here, he moved on. There is no one guarding the front. This is a place that even the jailers are afraid of. The Eighth Golden Ring has also introduced this place in the past two days. Some of the terrifying prisoners can even kill people with their saliva. Many of them are old people who have been imprisoned by the Federation for an unknown number of years. All of them are old guys who have committed heinous crimes and died countless times. They are just kept in prison for various reasons. The warden and guards have changed from generation to generation, and these old prisoners are still there, some of them died of old age, and some are still tenaciously alive.
Gallon found Leo, the black label boxing champion who was being held in Prison No. 10. Angela from the Golem Gate was also imprisoned in the next prison because of her identity. They were imprisoned here not because of their strength, but more because of their importance.
Both of them were wearing heavy and huge black shackles on their hands and feet. When they saw Garen approaching, they both sat on the ground and stared up at Garen.
"Garon Longbal! If possible, I hope to join you!" Boxing champion Leo seemed to be a little fanatical about Garen, "In order to pursue the pinnacle of boxing, I killed people at the age of fifteen, and reached thousands of people at the age of twenty! In order to pursue Stronger Miwu, join the Black Label Club! In order to pursue more resources, become the link between the Black Label Club and the Golem Gate! But I didn’t get anything! Until today!!”
He stood up suddenly, and the metal shackles continued to make violent banging sounds.
"I am not reconciled to the decline of martial arts!! I want to prove that martial arts can also fight against hot weapons head-on!! Until now! I finally see the light of day in you!!"
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Garen frowned.
"I want to follow you!!" Leo said excitedly, dancing with arms and legs, "You are destined to become a great man who made history in the martial arts world!! Your direction is my lifelong dream!!!"
"This lunatic!" Angela from the Golem Sect cursed. "You should first think about whether the Black Label Society and the Golem Gate will let you go!"
Garen didn't expect that the situation of boxing champion Leo would be like this. This guy is obviously a typical martial arts seeker and fanatic. There is always such a small group of people in the martial arts world, they are very traditional, and they give everything in pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts. It seems that this boxing champion Leo is such a person.
However, Garen still planned to observe for a while to see if Leo really wanted to surrender. The surrender of a boxing champion, the surrender of a stronger fighter, is also a big boost to Garen's Baiyunmen. After all, this is already the level of individual force at the peak of human beings.
After making up his mind, he shifted his gaze to Angela who was on the side.
"Look at what I'm doing? I'm not very clear about the information of the Golem Sect. We don't belong to the highest level. Those who are not at the top level don't know the news of the other members of the Golem Sect. Our organizational form is a completely independent branch structure." , each branch is ignorant of the others."
Angela shrank slightly, and took a few steps back to the prison. It was obvious that the shadow of Garen that day still lingered in her heart.
"Then what role do you have?" Garen frowned.
"I, I can also swear allegiance to you! Allegiance to Baiyunmen!!" Angela ranked Garen first, which meant that the first allegiance was to Garen himself, and then to Baiyunmen.
For Garen, power and other things are just sources of information and auxiliary tools. What he prefers is to improve himself, sublimate himself, and reach the level of self-evolution through martial arts. So I don't care much about these fringe trivial matters.
"anything else?"
"Anything else?!" Angela was a smart woman, she immediately analyzed Garen's personality, and when she rolled her eyes, she suddenly thought of something. "I know the news about the blood of longevity!!"
"Eternal blood?"
"After the blood of eternal life flowed from An Shaluo's hand, it is said that part of it was snatched by the card player, and the other part was accidentally obtained by us." Angela stared cautiously at Garen's expression, for fear that if he accidentally lost his use value and was caught kill.
"You succeeded?" Garen was quite surprised.
"Yes, the people below sent it to our middle-level hands, so the upper-level people want to get modulation technology from you."
"Where is that part?" Garen asked directly, not wanting to talk nonsense with her.
"In a hidden place." Angela hesitated.
(end of this chapter)