Book of Gods and Demons

　　 The basement of the customs building, the third floor, the darkest and damp black cell.

　　 On both sides of the ten-foot-wide passage, there are cells separated by thick granite.

　　 The stainless steel fence with thick baby arms, the three-foot-thick granite wall, and the damp walls, drops of dew continuously slide down the fat moss.

　　 Some small things like snakes, spiders, snails, etc., I don’t know how they got here, and they crawled happily on the moss one by one.

　　In the cells closest to the stairs leading to the second floor underground, a group of people in ragged clothes could not distinguish between men and women under the dim light, nor could they see tall, short, thin people curled up on the ground, lifeless as if they were dead.

　　 I don’t know which cell it was. Someone cried sadly: "I didn’t smuggle, I’m not a smuggler, I was wronged..."

　　 Then, suddenly, a grumpy roar sounded: "Shut your mouth, or I will kill you now!"

　　 This violent voice came from the darkest cells at the end of the deep passage.

　　 Compared with the sad, weak and feeble cry, this grumpy roar was full of breath, and the voice was quite loud. It was obviously not a few days before being locked up here.

　　 "Haha, scream, scream, it's useless to scream fiercely... you are here, just like us, you can't get out..."

　　 "Yes, yes, you can't get out anymore, no matter how fierce it is, it's useless, hey, you will all be here and die here!"

　　 "This group of **** fur seals, if they don't squeeze all your oil and water, it is impossible to let you out... You are not like rich people, no matter how fierce you are, you are dead!"

　　 Inside each cell, lifeless prisoners clamored and laughed loudly at the man who screamed.

At this moment, there was a bang, and the sound of iron chains rubbing against the iron door came. The prison door from the second underground floor to the third floor was opened. Amidst the sound of dense footsteps, a few fat-headed and big-eared people The police held a torch and brought the guards and soldiers of the Rittal family into the third dungeon.

　　 A man wearing a copper police helmet and two shining copper stars on his epaulettes. The fat white man with the rank of second-level police officer raised the torch high and laughed very happily.

　　 "Dear citizens of the Empire, or friends from friendly neighbors, you are suffering!"

　　 "Praise the benevolent Muteste, the light of fairness and justice, finally illuminating this dark prison!"

　　 "In the name of the law, on behalf of the Tulum Port Police Department, on behalf of the distinguished Chief Qiao, I declare to you-you are free!"

　　 "As long as you are willing to act as witnesses to accuse Tulum Port Customs of various illegal or inhumane acts, as long as there is justification and evidence, you will get precious freedom and a certain amount of compensation."

　　 "Now, please cooperate with our registration work. Please report your name, nationality, home address, identity and occupation, when and for what crime, you were detained here innocently, you will soon be able to leave here."

　　 The white and fat police officer smiled enthusiastically, his smile was very friendly.

　　 In the several cells near the cell door, groups of walking dead prisoners stayed for a while, and then jumped up almost at the same time. They squeezed to the door of the cell like a madman, and stretched out their arms crazily through the gap in the fence.

　　 "Help, I am innocent!"

　　 "I did not smuggle, I did not smuggle!"

　　 "Robbers, they are a group of robbers. They confiscated my goods, and they took my daughter!"

　　 "I want to sue, I want to sue, I am an artist from the Gaul Republic, a well-known artist, I am not a smuggler, I am not a smuggler! They stole my passport and my traveler's cheque!"

　　 The chubby police officer put away his smile, and looked at the arms outstretched from the prison door with a hatred and indignant expression on his face.

　　 "Crazy, crazy! Lawless, lawless! Is there any reason? Is there morality? It's moral decay, benevolent Muteste, these empire silverfish, they should all go to the gallows!"

"Please rest assured, please cooperate with the registration, please hurry up and think about their charges... Please hurry up and think about their charges. The more serious the charges, the more we can vent your anger... You can't miss them. The three to five hundred charges made it so easy for them to die!"

　　 There was an uproar in the cell, and countless smarter prisoners instantly understood what the fat and lovely police officer meant.

　　 For a while, under the shining of torches, this chubby police officer, like a benevolent Muteste, came to the world, full of love and kindness!

　　 It is also true. From the simple outline, this chubby police officer is more like the mellow face of Muteste in Zhongqiu Night!

　　 At this moment, at the end of the cell passage, in the darkest area, there were more than a dozen loud explosions at the same time. It was the loud noise of the jail door being slammed open and the steel fence hitting the granite door frame.

There was even a harsh metal twisting sound. Just hearing this sound can make people imagine it—there is a big and powerful hand that grabbed the stainless steel fence and the thin steel bar of the baby's arm. Twisted and deformed under the palm, groaning overwhelmed...

　　 ‘huh’!

　　 A bad wind came from the end of the passage.

　　 violent, savage, like a pack of wolves on the plateau, exuding a breath of suffocation.

　　 The dim oil lamps in the passage suddenly went out, and with a low roar, more than a hundred figures rushed out from the end of the passage.

They turned into a violent wind, and rushed over from the end of the passage for a few breaths. The air in the passage was squeezed and compressed because of their rush, turning into a physical explosion, and it slammed into a few policemen. Body.

　　 The chubby, chubby, but few police officers spit out blood, were knocked out like a ball, and wailed against the wall behind them, and then fainted resolutely and decisively.

The dozen or so Rittal guards who followed them, and the more than 20 soldiers who followed them, instinctively raised their guns, but they had no time to pull the trigger. Those silhouettes rushing like wolves, It quickly overwhelmed them.

　　 The piercing sound of fractures scared the noisy prisoners one after another to shut their mouths, one by one the guards and soldiers were broken bones, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground by a violent hammer like trash.

　　 More than a hundred figures rushed out, rushed out of the prison door, and then clashed directly along the passage of the second underground black prison, easily defeating dozens of Rittal guards and elite soldiers along the way.

Immediately afterwards, they rushed to the black prison on the first underground level. Here, nearly a hundred subordinates and elite soldiers of the Rittal family gathered in the passage. They had heard the cry of pain from their companions in the cell below. When multiple unjailed figures rushed up, they were already lined up in a neat three-tier volley queue.

　　 Hundreds of flintlock rifles fired volleys, and the dull shooting sound shook the tunnel ‘booming’, and the prisoners screamed in horror from the cells on both sides.

　　 More than a dozen knife lights flickered, and the dense knife lights flooded the passage. Hundreds of large-caliber lead bullets roared away, and then most of the lead bullets were split into two pieces by the knife light, and they fell weakly to the ground.

　　 There was a deep cry of pain, and only a dozen lead bullets hit the enemy.

　　 rushed to the front of the few figures, a large group of blood sprayed out, several people staggered, two of them fell to the ground, and rolled forward a few times in embarrassment.

The other two men who were shot let out a deep roar. The muscles on their bodies squirmed rapidly. Several projectiles that were more than two inches into the flesh fell on the ground several times. They howled in pain and waved their sabers towards the ground. Rush forward.

"Retreat, retreat!" The soldiers who entered the first floor of the underground black cell, several ensign officers roared in unison, then they dropped their rifles, drew their sabers from their waists, and brazenly beat the enemies who rushed forward to win. .

　　 "Dead battle!" A delicate-faced ensign, who was probably in his early twenties, waved his saber, a sharp cold light with a harsh whistling sound, and he greeted him with the sword light falling in front of him.

　　 The knives and swords collided, and amid the piercing impact, a large swath of sparks splashed.

　　 is just a stagger. The few ensign officers who rushed up had more than a dozen bone-deep wounds, and even a few wounds directly cut off their chest ribs. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com broke into their bodies and injured their internal organs.

　　 Two or three Rittal guard leaders let out a long roar, and they quickly retreated with their companions.

　　 While they were retreating, more than a dozen Rittal guards took out fist-sized straw paper bags from their pockets and threw them at the enemy ahead.

　　 The knife light flickered, the straw paper bag was chopped, a large piece of lime was sprinkled, and the small half of the passage suddenly became white.

　　 The eyes, mouths, and noses of several men rushing in the front were full of quicklime. At the same time, they screamed in anger, and some of them snarled furiously: "Close your eyes, hold your breath, and rush out!"

"Don't fall in love, rush out, rush out... Disperse and evacuate, one team goes to No. 3 base, the second team goes to No. 5 base, and three pairs to No. 9 base." Another stern voice hissed: "Unless I order it. , Don’t contact each other, don’t contact each other!"

　　 A wounded ensign who fell to the ground shouted with all his strength: "Foreign troops enter, foreign troops enter... Imperial Army, block them, block them! Kill them at any cost!"

　　 The powerful enemy rushed through the passage and rushed to the stairs leading to the ground at the end of the passage.

　　 Outside the prison door at the end of the stairs, there was a high-pitched roar: "The glory of the Durham Empire is inviolable! For the Empire, for the Empress, the Imperial Army, charge!"

　　 Seven or eight men rushed out of the cell. They pulled out the short guns hanging around their waists, and they shot randomly when they showed up.

　　 Outside the prison door, on the open-air plaza in the middle of the Customs Building, more than two hundred soldiers were already standing by. They just saw the figures appearing, and they fired a volley.

　　 The intensive gunfire alarmed Joe who was waiting outside. He roared and rushed into the building with Fang and a group of family masters.