Tomorrow Yun could not help but sneer at the people running around.

Because prisoners don't have aura, so even if they panic, they won't panic. Those who haven't read the name will naturally not panic. They know what their performance is, especially those who are strong.

Tomorrow Yun is the same as Tomorrow Xiang. No matter who does this warden, he will do things according to the instructions above. Tomorrow Xiang is more obscure. Tomorrow Yun is to reduce the prison population in the face of it. It has changed a way, one more. Kind of panic.

The idea of ​​Tomorrow Cloud is simple.

In addition to the performance of reducing prison population every month, the quality and quantity of the ore mined is also the performance of each prison director. Then, kill those weak and inadequate people, even after completing the above population reduction instructions, Why not speed up the mining of ore? Because doing so will make all the prisoners work desperately, so it's no wonder that the amount of ore produced is not large.

So tomorrow Yun thought of such a way, killing two birds with one stone.

But tomorrow Yun will never think about why the warden of Yunhe District 1 or even the warden of women’s prison does not use this method. Although the prisoners have no spiritual energy to use, if things are done too absolutely, things will be reversed. Tomorrow Yun can say He is tying himself into a cocoon, but he has the courage to dare to do so is the first person in the history of the death penalty prison.

All the people who resisted were killed. Tomorrow Yun will bring dozens of Great Yuanqi, and no one dares to say a word even if it is tens of thousands of prisoners, so the roll call is still going on.

The twenty or so prisoners who were brought to the white line were all trembling, sobbing, and even looking at tomorrow's clouds and the corpses on the ground in horror, because they knew they would end up like this...

"Wow!!"

"Woo~~~"

In fact, all those people who have less mining and less performance recorded in the account books are either young or old. Because they don’t have aura, they can only rely on their own physique. Therefore, young and strong prisoners naturally have If you try hard to mine, the younger and older people will naturally be dragged down. Therefore, tomorrow Yun will kill three or four waves of people, all of them are teenagers and dozens of old people!

The eyes of countless prisoners were blazing, but no one dared to move them. They had no aura, and they were looking for death when they went up. They also knew the situation in the prison, so they could only keep silent.

And more people still don't want to be such an early bird. Now who dares to stand up and refuse to accept it is to die.

...

However, this scene was seen by Su Mu and others.

Long Xueqing and Long Xueji are also helpless, because they also know the state of this prison. This reduction in the number of people is something that almost every prison has to do, but it is the first thing to do to reduce the number of people with fanfare like Tomorrow Yun. Once encountered.

Standing in front of Su Mu, Pang Zhihu said, "Fuck, this is too arrogant? I also encountered a reduction in the number of people in a district, but it was all done in a cryptic manner. Hundreds of people died suddenly at night, this kid. The hunt was openly? Aren't you afraid of the criminals turning back?"

Su Mu did not speak, and the fat pig on the side said: "Reverse? Who dares? Look at the number of jailers around. If there is no spiritual energy, how can you rebel? Now tomorrow Yun is waiting for someone to stand up and kill a hundred people, so that no one will be killed Will take care of him."

Pang Zhihu was speechless, because he also understood that without aura, these prisoners would be rubbish, and no one would dare to speak up for tens of thousands of people.

Long Xueqing murmured: "He is doing this to see the beauty, but he is actually mining for himself. Although the prisoners are afraid to do it now, they can accumulate every day. When these anger reaches a certain level, they will definitely break out. , Tomorrow Yun is still too young and pays too much attention to performance."

puff!

puff!

puff!

"what!"

Twenty prisoners died again in front of the team.

Tomorrow Yun is still calling his name, and the jailer is still pulling people from the crowd, and the atmosphere on the scene has reached the point of unbreathable depression.

Because this is a prison, there are no relatives together, but there will be friendships such as friends, so some people see their inmates being killed, the anger in their hearts is still unbearable, and even more so. Year-old children and gray-haired old people have all been killed. Who can bear?

Tomorrow the cloud will continue to roll the call.

"Liu Xiaohu!"

At this time, among the crowd 20 meters in front of Su Mu, a boy suddenly retreated.

"No! No! I don't want to die! Don't die!"

Swish!

A jailer rushed into the crowd, and then grabbed the boy by the shoulder. Su Mu and the others also saw at this time that this little child, only fourteen or five years old, looked very thin and obviously malnourished.

The boy struggled desperately, pulling the jailer's clothes desperately and shouting: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Please! Please! Please!"

Snapped!

"what!"

The jailer punched the boy in the face, causing the boy to be quiet for an instant. The jailer sneered and said, "Eat a lot, but work is not half as much as others do. If you don't die, who will die?"

"Don't...don't kill me...oooh~~I don't want to die..."

The boy struggled desperately but couldn't break free, and was led to the front of the crowd.

Looking at the **** corpse on the ground, the boy almost fainted for a while, but because of the presence of the spiritual jailer, he couldn't faint even if he wanted to coma. The atmosphere of the whole scene reached its peak again.

Twenty players of the Great Yuan Dynasty stood in front of these people, and as Ming Yun waved their hands, they instantly made swords.

Puff!

Including the boy, another twenty people were instantly pierced into the heart.

Especially the boy, he looked terrified and desperate at the moment of death.

"Fuck! I killed you brutes! Ahhhhh!"

Suddenly, a big man rushed out of the crowd and rushed in the direction of Tomorrow Yun. At this time, Tomorrow Yun sneered, as if no one came out to rebel in Zhengzhou.

Swish!

Tomorrow the cloud will disappear in the same place, and when it reappears, it has already come to that person.

With a snap, he grabbed the man's neck and lifted it up instantly.

"Wu~" A one-meter-eight man was lifted up abruptly, but there was nothing he could do. The prisoners without aura were all ordinary people, and they had no resistance at all in the face of the mysterious spirit of Tomorrow Yun.

"Here, those who dare to resist me! All are going to die!"

Click!

In an instant, his throat was twisted.

Tomorrow Yun directly threw the man on the ground, and then stared at everyone on the scene and shouted: "This! Is the fate of defying me! In these two districts! I am heaven! Your king! Rebels! Kill without mercy!! !"