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Chapter 88 Say My Name! ! ! (Subscribe)
The shrill sound of alarm bells echoed throughout the prison building.

Many prisoners seemed to be under a spell, their eyes fixed on the bloody figure in front of them.

In front of them, the iron gate leading to the core area of ​​the prison was wide open, as if inviting them to step into freedom.

Many prisoners were already feeling restless.

But without the order from the man in front, none of them dared to take a step forward, and they could only look at the back in front of them with anticipation.

However, Rorschach didn't even glance at them.

He casually threw down the empty Desert Eagle, then strode out of the prison area without looking back, showing no attention to them.

The silence lasted for three seconds.

“Hahaha, carnival time is here!”

The first prisoner's roar was like a dynamite explosion, and the entire prison area was instantly in an uproar.

The sound of chains, roars, and footsteps mixed together, and the prisoners rushed towards the open cell door like wild beasts out of a cage.

At the end of the corridor, Rorschach listened to the commotion behind him and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Beric wants to riot?
Then give him a riot he'll never forget.

He strolled leisurely along the prison corridor, his mind racing.

The prison structure diagram provided by Michael unfolded clearly in his mind. With the super memory given by the Master of Trace, every passage and every room turned into three-dimensional blue lines.

"Monitoring room, isolation room, medical room, power distribution room, boiler room."

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from the front.

Rorschach dodged and hid in an empty room. Through the crack in the door, he saw five fully armed prison guards running towards him.

Generally speaking, except for the prison guards responsible for perimeter security, the prison guards patrolling the prison building use rubber bullets and batons.

But this time the commotion was too big, and almost all the prisoners fled the prison area. This was no longer an ordinary riot, and they had to strike hard!

So, all these guys loaded up with live ammunition and rushed to the prison area.

When the last prison guard passed by the door, the glass shattered!
A bloody hand gripped his throat like an iron clamp and dragged him into the house.

"who?!"

Seeing this, the other prison guards shouted angrily and were about to draw their pistols, but their speed in drawing their guns was far slower than Rorschach's speed in drawing out the prison guards' service guns.

Four bullets were fired from the broken doors and windows, blood splattered behind their heads, and they all turned into corpses lying on the ground.

Rorschach released the limp prison guard and broke his neck expressionlessly.

Berwick alone could not have planned such a riot. The prison guards who were still in the prison building were all trying to kill their own criminals!

Now, he has no patience for sinners!

Five minutes later, the door of the room opened.

When Rorschach came out again, he was wearing a black prison guard uniform.

Pulling down the brim of his hat, he played with the baton in his hand, whistled, and walked calmly towards the monitoring room.

Meanwhile, Beric was running out of the prison building.

The strongest prison guard force in the entire prison is manning the outer outposts.

Because no matter what means the prisoners use to escape, that is the only way they can pass through, so the number of prison guards outside the prison exceeds hundreds, half of whom are equipped with automatic rifles and sniper rifles.

Beric was sure that he would only be truly safe if he reached the sentry box outside. No, it would be better to go outside the triple explosion-proof door and wait until the riot inside was resolved before going in.

However, the cold hard facts shattered his fantasy.

Immediately after the cell door was violently broken open, the front and back doors leading to the outside of the entire building were automatically blocked, and the double iron bars were stuck tightly in front of the gate.

This is the prison's own defense system, which is designed to prevent prisoners from escaping from the prison building during chaos.

This blockade lasts about thirty minutes. After thirty minutes, if the prison guards in the building have not solved the problem, the outer prison guards will come in to clear the area.

As for the broken window?

There is not a single window in the entire building, including the warden's office, that is not barred!
"It's over."

Beric trembled and grasped the bars.

Through the mesh, he could see the outer prison guards making intensive deployments.

Those black muzzles of guns were now all pointed at the prison building.

Including him.

Beric suddenly realized a terrible fact: at this moment, he was a prisoner!

"Berick~"

The sudden voice on the radio made him shudder.

In the monitoring room, Rorschach stepped on the blood and gently stroked the microphone with his fingers.

The bodies of three prison guards were piled in a strange posture in the corner of the wall, and blood was flowing down the gutter.

"Are you hiding? Beric~"

The bantering voices echoed throughout the building.

"You have ten seconds, 1098"

Hearing the countdown, Beric couldn't help but shudder in fear.

He looked up at the camera pointed at him, raised his gun and shot it to pieces.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!! Come on if you're brave enough! I'll be waiting for you here! Fuck Rorschach!" He roared in despair.

The countdown on the radio suddenly stopped.

Deathly silence.

Then--

"Okay, I'm here."

Bang.

These few simple words made Beric's legs go weak and he fell directly into a pool of blood.

As the security chief of Fox River Prison, he has seen too many vicious criminals, so he is naturally brave.

But now, whenever he closed his eyes, all he could see in his mind was the scene of Rorschach fighting against a hundred enemies alone, ripping out the enemy's throats, and cutting off the prisoners' heads alive.

And he used a damn fucking Bible!!!

"Fuck! I shouldn't have agreed to that damn Secret Service!"

Beric swallowed his saliva and crawled to his feet.

Now he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into and hide until this nightmare was over.

The rioting continued in the corridor.

The prisoners brandished batons and smashed every visible glass, and several prison guards huddled in the corner with blood on their faces.

Rorschach glanced at the chaos indifferently, with no ripples in his heart.

In his eyes, the riot carefully planned by Berwick was like a child playing house.

This level of unrest was not enough to ignite the fire he expected.

It seems that I have to wait for a more suitable opportunity to burn this place completely!

Just as he was about to go downstairs, he stopped in his tracks when he heard a commotion in the medical room.

Through the glass window, more than a dozen prisoners were banging on the door frantically and making all kinds of obscene gestures towards the two female doctors who were locked inside.

One of them was the mature female doctor who had previously given Rorschach psychological counseling.

At this moment, she was curled up in the corner in fear.

The white coats clung tightly to the plump bodies, revealing the full breasts and round buttocks, making the prisoners breathe heavily.

The glass was already cracked. If they hit it one more time, the dozen or so prisoners who had been holding back for years would be able to go in and enjoy the two desserts.

But just when they were excited, a cold voice poured down on their heads like ice water.

"you."

Rorschach glanced at this bunch of scum indifferently, tilted his head slightly, and said in a cold voice: "All of you get out of here!" The excited prisoners all froze in place after seeing Rorschach.

The scene in the cell before had shocked them all.

No one wants to offend this evil star now.

"What? Do you want me to say it again?" Seeing that they didn't move, Rorschach frowned slightly.

One prisoner looked at the female doctor behind the door, whose body was as ripe as a peach, swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help but smile at Rorschach ingratiatingly: "Boss Rorschach, if you want, you can go in and enjoy it first. We'll be waiting in line outside."

This statement immediately won the approval of the other prisoners:
"That's right, boss, you get the first bite. We're not in a hurry."

"Just leave a hole for me."

"If there's no hole, the armpit will do."

"."

Hearing these obscene words, Sandy White, who was hiding in the room, couldn't help but tremble with fear.

She couldn't imagine what kind of humiliation she would suffer after this group of thugs rushed in.

She looked at Rorschach pleadingly, begging him to let her go.

After hearing what these scum said, Rorschach couldn't help but laugh and shook his head. "I was thinking of finding an opportunity to kill all of you prisoners later. It seems I was too kind and shouldn't have given you a few more days of life."

boom--!
Deafening gunshots rang out in the medical room.

Bullet casings clanged to the ground, and the last prisoner fell down, holding his chest with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Before Sandy could recover from the gunshot, the door of the medical room was kicked open.

Looking at the man in front of her wearing a prison guard uniform and smelling of blood, she closed her eyes in despair, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was him, it would be better than those dozen thugs outside.

But immediately afterwards, a strange noise suddenly sounded in the room.

She cautiously opened her eyes and saw Rorschach standing on the desk, pulling open the baffle of the ventilation duct with his bare hands.

"Hide inside and wait until the riot is over."

He extended his hand and looked at the two female doctors in front of him.

A thin female doctor was the first to react. She grabbed Rorschach's hand and thanked him softly, "Thank you. My name is Sarah. If you have any health problems in the future, you can come to me."

Rorschach nodded, held her waist and put her into the pipe, then turned to Sandy.

"I... I can't get in." Sandy looked at the narrow entrance of the pipe and shook her head in embarrassment.

"Try it. You won't be able to stay there for long anyway." Rorschach pulled her onto the table without saying anything.

The moment their bodies were pressed against each other, Sandy could smell the strong smell of blood and the faint scent of gunpowder on him.

"Warden today," she tried to ease the embarrassment, but she screamed in the middle of her sentence.

Rorschach had lifted her thighs, but as she had said, Sandy's plump buttocks, compared to Sarah's slenderness, got stuck in the pipe.

Looking at the buttocks shaking violently due to the vibration, Rorschach resisted the urge to slap her hard and pushed her in with force.

Before leaving, he carefully closed the pipe again.

After his back disappeared from the medical room, Sarah couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why haven't I seen this prison guard before? Is he new?"

Sandy rubbed her sore butt, shook her head and said nothing, but looked thoughtfully in the direction where Rorschach left.

After returning to the corridor, Rorschach threw away the empty pistol. When he was considering whether to get another gun, his eyes suddenly glanced at the fire extinguisher cabinet beside him.

"Tsk, how could I forget about this good thing?"

On the other side, Beric, who was hiding in the grocery room, was listening carefully to the noise outside.

This storage room, piled high with cleaning supplies, is located in the most remote corner of the prison, where even rats rarely visit.

"Fuck! I have to wait until this riot is over!"

He wiped the sweat from his face, but found that his hands were shaking violently.

Suddenly, a brisk whistle was heard in the corridor.

It's Rorschach's voice!

Beric's expression instantly tensed, he gripped the gun tightly in his hand, and pressed his back against the wall.

If the other party dares to come in, I will shoot him in the head!
Stab
The sound of something sharp being dragged across the ground was getting closer.

Bellick's finger was on the trigger, and sweat had already turned the ground into a puddle.

"Where is it, Beric? Are you hiding in there?"

Rorschach's teasing words rang out, and Beric clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

"click"

The doorknob turned twice, but it didn't open.

"Locked?" Rorschach seemed disappointed. "It doesn't look like it's here."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Beric let out a long sigh and almost collapsed to the ground.

suddenly!

boom!
The whole door shook violently!
A scarlet fire axe chopped through the door panel, sending wood chips flying.

a bit!
Twice!

Beric watched in stunned silence as the axe blade gouged a hideous gap in the door.

Until Rorschach's smiling face appeared behind the hole:

"I found you~"

"Ah ...

Bullets poured out wildly, tearing the entire wooden door into pieces.

He could no longer tell whether this was reality or an illusion of his own fear. Only one thought remained in his mind: Shoot! Shoot! Kill that demon!

A dozen seconds later, bullet casings clattered to the ground, and the only sound in the smoke-filled storage room was his heavy breathing.

Just when he thought the nightmare was over—

call!
A scarlet fire axe spun through the air, and the sharp axe blade struck his wrist precisely.

"Ahhh! Fuck!!"

Beric fell to the ground with a scream, watching his right hand and the rifle fall to the ground!
Footsteps are approaching.

Rorschach appeared at the door. His face was blurred in the backlight, and only the smile at the corner of his mouth was particularly clear.

It was as if he couldn't wait to sentence himself to death.

"Rorschach! I was wrong. Please, forgive me."

Beric used his remaining left hand to tightly hold Rorschach's calf, his face covered with snot and tears. "I still have a mother, she is over sixty years old, you can't take me away from her, please, Rorschach. Aren't you the Judge? The Dark Knight? Just let me go."

"What did you call me just now?" Rorschach's voice came from above his head.

"Judge! Dark Knight Rorschach!" Beric shouted as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

"hehe."

Rorschach slowly squatted down and tapped Beric's cheek lightly with the bloody axe blade: "Say it again."

"What?"

"say it again!"

Rorschach suddenly shouted, "Now! Say-My-Name!!!"

"Inquisitor Rorschach! Rorschach Butcher!" Beric screamed hysterically.

The next second, the axe blade drew a perfect arc under the light!
"You're Goddamn Right!"

The last syllable fell.

Beric's head had rolled over to the side of the mop bucket, a look of terror frozen on his face.

(End of this chapter)