The Creators: From Night City

Jiang Bing swung his cane and made crackling sounds, like a master who was about to make authentic Chaoshan hand-made beef balls. He beat the opponent from head to toe, and he was just short of beating him into a sauce before he felt relieved.

Finally, he had to spit at the corpse on the ground to avenge himself.

Ha~te!

Gaitan has a correct understanding of his employer's pettiness.

Just like what is portrayed in various literary works, the intricate and interconnected sewer system is a great place for filth and dirt. The three continued to walk a little further inside and encountered a few scattered water ghosts. They bypassed a group of Kikimos who were competing with crab spiders for territory before reaching their destination.

Fortunately, this place is in two directions from the Qiqimo's nest, otherwise it would take a lot of effort to deal with these ant-like colonies of insects in the sewer.

Kikimo are typical colonial insectoids with a social hierarchy. Kikimo engineers are responsible for hunting food and bringing it back to the nest, Kikimo warriors are responsible for protecting the nest from attacks, and the Kikimo queen is similar to the queen of ants.

But they are not as dangerous as ants. The smallest Kikimo engineer is larger than a domestic dog.

The sewer outlet of Delray Prison is easy to identify because there are a large number of bloated corpses dumped here at random. Although these corpses have been bitten by sewer creatures and covered with flies and insects, their original appearance can no longer be seen. However, the obvious primary sexual characteristics of women can still be distinguished from a few naked corpses that are not so severely decayed.

Signs of abuse and torture were also clearly visible on the body.

Needless to say, these were "witches" who died accidentally in prison.

This place was obviously used as a dumping ground by the prison guards. After all, the bodies of those who died from persecution were difficult to deal with.

Violetta bit her lip lightly, remained silent, turned her head away, unable to bear to look at this tragic scene.

After all, among these people there might be her teachers, classmates, and friends.

Gaitan sighed. "Honestly, I understand why we, the Cat School of Demon Hunters, have such a bad reputation, but how can these lunatics who persecute innocent people all day long still so brazenly claim to be righteous?"

"They have big fists." Jiang Bing hit the nail on the head and pointed out the essence.

"Stop complaining. We're here now. Cheer up."

"Mr. Sabul, what should we do when we get up there?" Gaitan asked.

"What else can you do? Just put on your steel sword and kill anyone you see. Don't give them a chance to notify others."

These words were very fitting for Gaitan, the Cat School witcher. His companions, friends, and apprentices also died at the hands of this group of witch hunters, and he could no longer contain his anger.

Chapter 347 Simple Interrogation

He sheathed the silver sword, drew out the steel sword, thought for a moment, poured the bottle of thunder potion he had just replenished into his mouth, and stretched out the crossbow and strung it.

This thing isn't very effective against monsters, but it's great for shooting people.

The three of them climbed out of the sewer along the rotten wooden ladder and found a cold air coming from all directions.

This is caused by strong resentment, despair, pain and other negative emotions. There are too many people who died unjustly in this prison. One day, under the catalysis of chaotic magic, some powerful vengeful spirits, repentant spirits or other more powerful monsters will be born.

However, the prison's magic-blocking metal transformation indirectly suppressed this process. The chaotic magic here was severely interfered with and rejected, and the power of magic was severely suppressed.

Fortunately, the three people present were not affected much. Gaitan was a witcher who made a living by sword, and magic was only an auxiliary means. Moreover, the witcher's self-sufficient magic sign ability made it difficult for external chaos magic to have a serious impact on him as long as he was not tied up with the magic-blocking golden cuffs; and Jiang Bing was even more so. The Bucket No. 1 had never relied much on magic to fight from the beginning to the end; and Vileta, the "Freedom" kinetic pistol in her hand would tell all enemies what a new-age witch was.

Inside the prison.

The flickering light of the oil lamp added a somewhat eerie and mysterious atmosphere to the dark interior of the prison.

Four jailers were drinking at a wooden table.

"Damn it, that chick we just caught today is really stubborn. I beat her up for a long time but she still didn't say a word."

"Hey, after we finish drinking, let's go in and have some fun with her." Another jailer was already a little tipsy, and his words were a little obscene.

"Then you better be careful and don't get bitten. Last time, Sudu almost had that thing bitten off."

"Where are the Sudu people?"

"It's his turn to patrol. Go and hang out in the cells."

"Is this kid taking advantage of the opportunity to steal food again? He hasn't learned his lesson from last time."

"He might have been scared and withered. Maybe he's trying to find some way to regain his confidence."

"If this kid keeps on doing this, sooner or later His Majesty Radovid will catch him, and then he will definitely be cut into pieces."

"Oh, Your Majesty, don't worry about that. Besides, our Majesty Radovid has taken away many prisoners from here. We've seen people being sent back that time."

"If he were really caught, perhaps His Majesty would even praise Sudu a few words."

Having said that, the four jailers looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, so this guy with a head full of semen is called Sudu."

A strange voice sounded from outside the door.

boom!

The wooden door exploded, and the wood fragments like bullets pierced the back of the jailer opposite.

Amid the other party's wailing, Su Du walked into the house first with his feet off the ground, followed by Jiang Bing who was holding the person in one hand.

"Who the hell are you? Do you know where this place is?"

"Crack~"

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and Jiang Bing threw away the captive with bulging eyes, rushed into the crowd, and knocked four people to the ground one by one.

Gaitan, holding a steel sword, protected Vileta and a disheveled woman as they entered the room.

In front of everyone, Jiang Bing, who was in a professional state, hit the head of the jailer who was wailing because his back was full of wood stubble with a stick, manually silenced him, and then began to interrogate him.

"Where is Margarita Laux Antille imprisoned?" The first person to be interrogated was a jailer with a thick beard.

"Bah! If you dare to break into the prison, His Majesty Radovid will burn you all at the stake!"

Jiang Bing dodged the other party's saliva attack by turning his head, his face calm, "Let me give you a friendly reminder, I'm in a hurry, you'd better be quick."

"I, your grandfather, have plenty of time to fuck your balls." The soldiers and witch hunters under Radovid didn't say anything else, but they were all very tough.

Jiang Bing reached out and grabbed the other person's thick beard, pulling off the flesh on his chin.

The severe pain made the other party open his mouth involuntarily and let out a miserable wail.

"Where is Margarita Laux Antille being held captive?" Jiang Bing's voice remained calm as he continued to hold the other person's right arm.

"Lock your mother's ass~" Before the jailer could finish his words, Jiang Bing exerted force with both hands and tore the other's forearm off from his elbow joint.

Blood gushed out, staining Jiang Bing's burgundy leather jacket red, but it couldn't shake his expression at all.

This extremely cruel scene made everyone except Viletta hold their breath and dare not even breathe.

The jailer who was being tortured could not speak clearly.

"Where is Margarita Laux Antille imprisoned?" Jiang Bing's voice sounded like the whisper of a devil.

The other party trembled for a long time, and the word "I C" came out of his mouth.

If he continued to tear the opponent's body, the man would bleed to death, so Jiang Bing changed his method. He kicked a football into the opponent's crotch, and both sides lost.

This time, the jailer couldn't speak even if he wanted to. The severe pain and blood loss made him like a fish thrown ashore. He opened his mouth in vain to breathe, but he couldn't feel the existence of other parts of his body.

A wave of pain took over all his nerves.

So Jiang Bing changed his target.

The second jailer looked quite young and had a handsome appearance. Most importantly, he had thick and smooth golden hair.

Jiang Bing squatted beside the man, looked at his scalp, and praised sincerely, "Your hair quality is good."

After hearing this, the jailer was almost scared to death.

"I said, I said, don't touch my hair!"

"I promise you." Everyone in the surrounding area knew that Jiang Bingshuo was a trustworthy person.

"Margarita is at the very back of the West District Jail. Turn left when you get out the door and go up the stairs. It's on the right."

Jiang Bing nodded and punched the other person's head into a ball of minced meat.

Of course, the other person's golden hair was retained.

The rescued woman almost vomited.

Jiang Binggang now turned his gaze to the third victim, who immediately screamed in fear, "What he said is true. Margarita is imprisoned in the innermost part of the West District Prison. Don't kill me, don't kill me. I told you everything!"

boom!

Jiang Bing stomped on the opponent's head and blew it up.

"I've learned to answer quickly. Unfortunately, I didn't plan to ask you."

Jiang Bingshun kicked the still twitching 'Birdless Brother' on the head and led the three of them towards the west district.

The Delray Prison is very large. In order to detain prisoners captured from all over the world, Radovid V ordered the expansion of the prison twice.

But now most of these prisons are empty, leaving only mottled old bloodstains on the ground, brown metal rings and shackles, smelly toilets, and various torture instruments in the corners.

“There’s an intruder!!”

Chapter 348 This B must pretend today

After turning two corners, they were discovered by two jailers.

Then the guards in the entire area were alarmed and died silently.

The strange thing is that this prison is too soundproof. In order to prevent prisoners from escaping, they built the walls very solid and the wooden doors very thick, and there are not even many windows.

The structure of the prison is very complicated, with one ring inside another and one room inside another.

In this situation, as long as the door is closed, the screams inside will be isolated.

Gaitan raised and lowered the crossbow in his hand, raised and lowered it again, but he never got a chance to fire. The enemies he met were either chopped into two by Jiang Bing's fierce blows, or kicked into rag dolls by him and died on the spot.

All the swordsmanship, sword techniques, blocking and dodging are nonsense in the face of absolute numerical strength.

Margarita curled up in the corner of the cell, her hands and feet imprisoned by thick magic-blocking metal shackles, and surrounded by magic-blocking metal prison bars. She could only wait for death weakly.

The gorgeous velvet dress had long been stained with blood, sweat and dirt. The sorceress who used to maintain her demeanor wherever she went now smelled like a pig.

"Xi'er, I didn't expect that the two of us would die here."

Margarita only got a weak groan in response.

Fortunately, she didn't mind at all. Even though she was one of the most famous sorceresses in the Northern Kingdom, it still couldn't change the fact that she was afraid of death. She just wanted to relieve the anxiety in her heart by talking.

"It seems that this is it~" Before she could finish her words, the wooden door of the cell made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, which also made her heart skip a beat.

Due to her status, the cell she was in was specially made. Not only were the bars as thick as her arm, but they were also mixed with a large amount of demon-blocking gold. Similarly, her cell was located in the innermost corner of the room, and there was no door at all.

But the torture she suffered caused her to develop a stress reaction every time the door was opened.

"Who are you?!" This time the guard at the door asked an unusual question.

Without answering, the guard's figure suddenly flew past the door of Margarita's cell and slammed heavily into the opposite wall with a deafening noise.

The sound of chaotic footsteps rang in Margarita's ears.

"Margarita?" A strange voice followed.

In the dim environment, she asked hesitantly, "Who... who's there?"

The intruder finally appeared in front of her, but she did not recognize him.

"Dean Margarita, it's really you. You're still alive. Damn it, how dare they abuse you like this." Villetta appeared behind Jiang Bing, holding the cell door tightly with her hands, looking at the scars on the sorceress's body in disbelief.

"You are~~Villetta!?"

The dean of Aretuza College took several seconds to recognize that this was a student of his own college.

This discovery cheered her up.

"Oh my God, this is like a dream. How did you get here?" The female director's hands and feet were cuffed, and she could only crawl to the cell door with difficulty.

"This is my employer, Mr. Sable. He led us here to rescue you."

"Sabul Lyric, I'm glad to see you're still alive, Ms. Margarita Laux Antille. We are indeed here to rescue you." As the sorceress, who had fallen to the ground, looked up at him, he continued, "But this isn't free. I need you to work for me from now on."

The ugly words must be said upfront.

"It's a very reasonable deal, Mr. Sabul, but I'm sorry that we probably won't be able to reach this deal that I'm happy with. We're both destined to die here." Margarita's tone was very pessimistic.

"Two?" Jiang Bing was puzzled by the other party's words.

The female director supported herself on the ground with her hands and made room with difficulty, revealing a figure wearing a gray prison uniform, lying on the ground dying.