Hey! Let's play cards

The fishy smell of fish mixed with hard ice melted in the mouth. Even though the taste was hard to swallow, the man still forced himself to swallow it in order to replenish his energy.

"It tastes so bad!"

Even though he had tasted this flavor several times, the man still couldn't help but complain.

Beep!Beep!Beep!

There was a hurried sound next to the man.

Inside the ice, a specially made communicator was continuously sending out prompt sounds.

"Who is looking for me?" The man felt a little strange. Logically speaking, no one should contact him on their own initiative.

The man temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, poured strength into his right fist, and smashed it hard on the ice in front of him.

boom--

Use human fists to break the ice without exerting any force, only the power of the body itself.

Ice at minus 70 degrees Celsius is hard enough to compete with steel.

but now--

A big hole was punched into the ice, and the man slowly retracted his fist as if he had done something insignificant.

However, the man had a small communicator in his hand.

Pieces of information appeared on the screen, and the man slid the screen with curiosity.

His eyes changed from initial curiosity to gradually solemnity, then to excitement, and even ecstasy.

"Duel Tournament! World No. 1! My, this unprecedented and shining golden honor must belong to me!"

The man roared to the sky with joy, and his roar echoed among the glaciers and snow-capped mountains.

"You Xin!!! Wait for me, I will show you how powerful I am after returning from purgatory!"

The entity of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon rushed out of the endless glacier, spewing out the energy in its body wantonly, declaring the burning passion in its master's heart.

Even this extremely cold land could not bear this enthusiasm, and a few drops of water fell from the ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

Similar things happened in every corner of the world. Countless masters hidden in the city and the countryside opened their doors and prepared to fight against strong men from all over the world.

They have only one goal: to win the title of the true "Duel King".

……

Island of the Dead, Prison

After a month of maintenance and staffing, the prison has returned to its former strict state.

Several newly installed anti-aircraft guns, a brand new prison wall, endless traps and mechanisms, and twice as many combatants.

This place can no longer be called a prison; perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as a military fortress.

The prisoners wandered aimlessly in the playground. After the last riot, the number of prisoners had obviously decreased a lot.

In the warden's office, the warden sat in a recliner with a lit cigarette in his hand. He puffed out smoke while his brows were tightly furrowed.

Opposite the warden stood an alliance official dressed in a suit and tie, smiling all the time.

The two of them maintained an eerie silence until the warden finished smoking a cigarette, then he slowly said, "Let me verify it again. Are you sure you want to let him out?"

The alliance member maintained a friendly smile and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Yes! The world is in danger at the moment. We need to unite all our forces. He is very important to us!"

The warden looked at the official documents on the table and couldn't help feeling a headache.

"You should know that he is uncontrollable. If you let him out, he might cause greater harm."

"Please rest assured. We have considered this carefully. Moreover, judging from the situation in recent years, his mood is very stable, isn't it?"

The warden smiled disdainfully at this.

Stablize?

The small mushroom bombs at the bottom of the prison are not only to prevent prisoners from escaping, but also to target him.

The high temperature of tens of millions degrees Celsius can even distort space, and it is an absolute destructive force that no living creature can withstand.

This is the real reason why he is so honest.

The government official obviously noticed the warden's reluctance to cooperate, so he spoke up:

"Mr. Warden, this is not a request, but a direct order. Please don't make excuses."

Having said that, the warden knew that they were determined to take him away.

"Humph! As long as nothing happens to me, you can do whatever you want."

The warden stood up, called in a team of fighters from outside the door, and then took the government official to the lower level cells deep underground.

……

When the group came underground again, the layout had changed slightly.

There were still two cells, but the corridor had been expanded more than twice and was guarded by four well-armed teams. A new sealing device had been installed, which could seal off and isolate the entire underground area within twenty seconds.

The warden, along with government officials and a small team, came to the outside of the cell in a mighty procession.

One of the cells was empty, with only an unwilling dark soul left, roaring silently.

The other cell remained the same as usual, with no visible changes from the outside.

"Warden, please open it!"

The warden reluctantly took out a key and inserted it into the lock.

After another series of rigorous opening steps, the heavy door in front of him finally released all restrictions.

Except for the warden, everyone present was very curious about what the scene would be like behind this iron door.

The warden stretched out his left hand and instructed one of his men to open the door. His right hand was in his pocket, where a button for mutual destruction was placed.

The subordinate who was called over held the cold handle and swallowed subconsciously.

He had never seen the prisoner in this cell. From the first day he arrived here, he was told that this cell held a very evil criminal who was extremely sinful and cruel.

In the entire prison, no one except the warden knows what is behind this door?

Naturally, numerous rumors spread within the prison.

Some people said that the cell held a terrible executioner who massacred millions of people.

Some people also say that the prisoners inside once wanted to subvert the world order, but were suppressed by several powerful countries.

What's more, some even say that an evil god is sealed inside, and once the cell is opened, ultimate terror will befall the Blue Planet.

There are all kinds of rumors about this cell, and new versions never stop coming out.

And today, the truth behind it is finally revealed to everyone.

What kind of hell scene is inside?

In everyone's mind, all kinds of bloody, dark, and smelly images appeared, and they also imagined a mad monster that ate raw meat and drank blood.

Curiosity gives them rich imagination, and scenes that only appear in B-level movies keep echoing in their minds.

squeak-

As the man exerted force with his arms, the door of the cell slowly opened.

Everyone secretly stretched their heads to find out what was going on.

Then--

They saw the most incredible scene.

Everyone, including government officials, stood there in a daze.

The cell was not filled with torture instruments, blood and flesh were not flying everywhere, there were no scary demons, no dark and dirty walls, and no strong stench.

Instead, what comes into view is an exquisite little room.

Bed, sofa, bookshelf, bar, dining table, bathroom...even an LCD TV.

The whole room was clean and bright, all items were neatly arranged, meticulously, without a speck of dust, and there was a faint scent of orchids in the air.

A well-dressed, well-groomed middle-aged blond man sat at the desk.

Looking at the strangers coming, the blond man put down the book in his hand, stood up gracefully, performed a standard etiquette, and said gently: "Welcome everyone!"

Chapter 477 Codename X

The warden kept a serious expression at all times, with his right hand in his pocket, tightly gripping the button.

The blond man ignored this and continued in a gentle tone, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"No need!" The warden refused decisively, and then gave a look to the government officials around him.

Although the government official didn't understand why a prisoner could live so well, he immediately put on a smile when he remembered the purpose of his visit:

"Congratulations! Mr. X, you have just been given a rare opportunity to have your sentence reduced. As long as you are willing to help the Alliance a little, I believe you will be able to leave here soon."

The blond man called "Mr. X" smiled indifferently after hearing the news, then stood up and walked to a coffee machine, pouring a cup of coffee leisurely.

"Interesting! So what happened outside that made the alliance choose to ask me for help?"

The government official subconsciously wanted to walk into the room and communicate face to face, but was stopped by the warden.

"If you have anything to say, say it here!"

Mr. X chuckled twice and found a comfortable position to sit down.

"Mr. Warden, why are you so cautious? Although I am a prisoner, my performance over the years has been pretty good, right?"

The warden snorted disdainfully and continued, "The crime you committed back then has made your reputation worthless."

"I'm so sorry! Look at me now, haven't I reflected on my mistakes?" Mr. X put on a distressed expression and couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone present was moved by Mr. X's performance, and a thought of forgiveness arose in their hearts.

The warden roared.

"Put away this hypocritical performance, you bastard! From the first day you came here, I knew that a disgusting villain like you is never worthy of the slightest trust."