Mysterious country

Chapter 811 Black Iron Prison
On the way to Tongliu City, Xia Qi occasionally said a few words, but after receiving Chu Mengqi's call, he suddenly fell silent, and the expression on his face became cloudy.

The two took a taxi to the underground passage, except for the previously collapsed road being filled in, there was no change in other places.

Xia Qi walked ahead without making a sound, and when he came down the steps, he ruthlessly tore off the iron chain on the door, and walked down first.

Leng Yue followed closely behind, and the two soon arrived outside the cave that was constantly exuding a terrifying aura.

"It's here, let's go in."

Xia Qi glanced at the entrance of the second domain, and then signaled Leng Yue to go in.

"Did something happen?"

Leng Yue asked a little abruptly.

"I can't explain a sentence or two about the Hades, but it's definitely not a good thing."

Xia Qi didn't want to be distracted by this matter, so he didn't say too much to Leng Yue, and planned to wait until he came back from the second domain.After hearing this, Leng Yue nodded her head and didn't ask any more questions, and then the two of them walked in together.

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On the top of a mountain full of swamps and poisonous insects, there is a black iron prison known as the death cage.

No one knows the exact time when this black iron prison was built. They only know that since it was built, there has been a saying that no one has ever left alive.

Of course, those prison guards who come and go here are not included.

There are a lot of prison guards in the Black Iron Prison. The criminals are usually escorted to the foot of the mountain by the army, and then a team of prison guards is responsible for taking over, and then send the prisoners up.

Because all the people sent here are indefinite or death row prisoners, so few people care about the life and death of these prisoners.

So in the prison, as long as those prison guards are not upset, they can fight whatever they want, but on the other hand, if those prison guards are upset, then they can only apologize with death.

And at ten o'clock this afternoon, 5 cars, which were tightly covered, stopped at the foot of the mountain under the guard of a group of soldiers.

This is a team of 15 soldiers, every soldier is holding a machine gun, paying close attention to the movement in the car.

Nearly 30 prison guards also surrounded the surrounding area, but unlike the soldiers who were waiting in full force, they looked very relaxed, and they were all smoking while chatting with each other.

After all, the soldiers escorting the prisoners are always changing, but they are always the ones who go up and down the mountain, and they are no longer surprised.

They have no feeling for the living people who come here, and similarly, they have long since lost the feeling for the dead bodies thrown in the mountains.

"Who is the leader here?"

A young soldier asked loudly towards the place where the prison guards were.

"I am."

Hearing what the soldier said, a prison guard with a long face came out with his eyes narrowed.

"If your side is ready, we will release people here."

"can."

The long-faced prison guard nodded, and said weakly to the surrounding prison guards:

"Okay, stop fucking nonsense, get ready to work!"

After the long-faced prison guard said something, the prison guards threw away their cigarette butts one after another, and formed two teams into two rows on the left and right.

Seeing this, the leading soldier gave orders to the following people:

"Let them get out of the car!"

Blindfolded, the prisoners got out of the car one by one, and after being reminded by the prison guards, they formed a long line.

There are 5 prisoners in 50 trucks, most of them are middle-aged, and there are fewer young and elderly people.

These people looked very haggard, their faces were as pale as snow, and they staggered when they walked. I wonder if it was because the bumps along the way were too severe.

After the soldiers finished the task of escorting them, they drove away in the car again. Only a group of prison guards were left, staring at the prisoners as they walked slowly into the deep mountain.

The sky became more and more gloomy, and anyone who was familiar with the place knew that this was a sign of the approaching rainstorm.

The prison guards all have electric batons in their hands, just like those prison guards in ancient times, whoever walks slowly, or walks a bit sideways, will yell and smash the person's body with the electric baton in their hands.

There were screams one after another in the deep mountain swept by the strong wind. Because the prisoner's eyes were locked by iron objects, no one dared to resist, and no one dared to open his mouth to ask anything.

Driven by violence all the way, approaching the end of their lives step by step.

From the bottom of the mountain to the mountainside, these prison guards and prisoners walked for nearly 6 hours, and it was not until they reached the mountainside that they finally saw the cable cars going one after another.

The thunder of "Boom" kept echoing in the sky, and the yelling and cursing of the prison guards became louder:
"Shout me hurt again? Believe it or not, I'll kill you here and let you go!"

The prison guard kept beating an old man who was rolling on the ground begging for mercy with an electric baton. However, the other prison guards did not respond to this scene. Only the long-faced prison guard reminded the prison guard who was beating someone sarcasticly:
"It's better not to beat him to death, or you'll have to throw his body down the mountain, too bad."

"Yes, but this old thing is too annoying."

"Stop hitting... Please..."

"How dare you fucking talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense! Let you talk nonsense!!!"

The prison guard grabbed the old man's neck and smashed out all the old man's few remaining teeth.

The old man's mouth was full of blood, and he passed out amidst a series of miserable howls.

"It's too bad to be a prisoner for an old man!"

The prison guard threw the skinny old man directly into the cable car, and then he said to the other two prisoners:

"You two go in a straight line, if you dare to stray a bit, I will break your legs!"

No prisoner dared to say anything, because they had heard too many screams along the way, too many people were beaten to death, and there were a few unlucky ones who were beaten by several prison guards because their mouths were not clean. The head was broken, and the body was thrown into the swamp.

However, this is only on the way, they have not even reached the dreaded Black Iron Prison.

Every prisoner is regretting, regretting that he should not have done illegal things, let alone have any longing for the damn prison life.

All the prisoners were sent to the cable car backwards. The cable car went up very slowly, and the prison guards stood on it cursing. As they have dealt with all kinds of vicious prisoners for a long time, their character is naturally not much better.

After all, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, and only worse people can control these bad guys.

When the 50 prisoners actually entered the Black Iron Prison, there were only 42 people left, some of them were beaten to death on the road, and some, like the old man, died on the cable car because of their injuries.

But no one will hold those prison guards accountable, because one less person means one less mouth and one less trouble for the prison.

(End of this chapter)