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"Aw-!"

The half-old man screamed in pain, half of his forearm and palm were bleeding, hanging down at a strange angle, and the broken arm bone pierced through the skin.

That arm had obviously been severed by Joyner.

Joyner was so angry that her face turned pale, she stood up abruptly, with infinite power pouring out of her body, she grabbed the man's arm suddenly, and drew an arc in mid-air!

"Wow-"

The half-old man exclaimed again, and Joyner swung the body directly over her head, and threw it dozens of meters away from the upper platform with astonishing force.

There was only a plop, and the man was thrown into the stinky mud, and after struggling a few times, the mud covered his head, and he completely lost his voice.

Everyone was caught off guard and shocked by this brutal scene, all of them looked like wood sculptures and clay sculptures.

They have never seen such a brutal method of killing!

So scary!

The prisoners all knew what the half-old man was thinking. He made a sudden plot, but in fact he had planned it long ago.

This guy thought it would be easy to catch Joyner, and he hinted at other people before, but before these people made a move, he couldn't wait. The hand holding the bowl shook visibly, and the other hand was raised too high, trying to caress Joyner, so it showed its flaws.

It was this flaw that aroused Joyner's suspicion.

After killing someone at this moment, Joyner's heart was struggling and complicated, and her mind was almost in chaos, as if phantoms were overlapping in front of her eyes.

She instantly remembered all the things she had experienced. For example, the woman in the market who couldn't afford water, out of kindness, I paid for the water for her, but the woman not only didn't appreciate me, but wanted to steal her money in the end.

There are also the slaves I saw at the market. They stood on the high platform, waiting for a buyer to take them away, with their whips hanging high, and everyone's eyes were full of helplessness, dead silence, and cold and gloomy.

There are also those refugees who were brought into the city by themselves, and finally betrayed themselves in order to survive, there is no bottom line at all.

Is the world turned upside down?

Joyner felt this way more than once. She swallowed hard and felt the blood surge up, as if there were countless noisy voices crying in pain in her head.

When faced with the siege and insult of hundreds of thugs, she has never been so aggrieved as she is now.

There was a rustling sound from all around, and the prisoners moved and began to gather at the base of the wall on the other side. Everyone looked horrified, looking at Joyner like a beast. Some people squatted down, hugging their heads and shoulders, their bodies curled up into a ball.

There seemed to be a bit of complexity in some people's expressions.

They all believed it now, this seemingly weak woman was not something they could control, but she was really locked up for killing someone.

Joyner sat down on the ground dejectedly, her eyes were a little dull...

Anxiety, pain, resentment, and anger all rushed over.

Killing the killer may be an over-defense and a very helpless move, but it also reflects her weakness at this moment.

"you…"

After only two words, Joyner couldn't continue.

She stared blankly at the group of people, and wanted to beat them up to vent her anger, but she gradually let go of her palms, speechless.

In this world born on the ruins of civilization, all living beings are suffering, and all human behaviors are magnified a hundred times by desires, and there is no clear boundary between good and evil.

When desire blossoms, people are vulnerable to desire, and the journey of humans and animals lingers between thoughts.

The world is still the same, but the bottom line of morality is trampled underfoot, and people have no lower limit!

The dark hall was silent for a long time, and after a while, real colors appeared in front of Joyner's eyes, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

She thought and thought, feeling like she was overreacting.

These people are just ordinary people, death row prisoners in law prisons. They have no hope of getting out alive. They just want to have fun after seeing a woman. What they did could not be regarded as taking advantage of others' danger, at most, they had normal thoughts of men in their minds, their bodies were loyal to their desires, and their instincts blinded their minds.

They are not big villains, they are just poor guys, why should I be serious with them?

Joyner's heart is really strong, and thinking of this level, her anger will disappear.

With a miserable and haggard look on her bright face, Joyna silently walked to the pot, refilled a bowl of vegetable soup, and ate it on her own. After eating, she wiped off the blood on her body, and went straight to the prisoners, her gaze slowly sweeping across their faces.

With those frighteningly beautiful eyes and powerful coercion, everyone felt insecure, trembling, breathless, imagining that Joyner would kill them one by one.

"Do you... want to leave here?"

After a while, Joyner shook her head and said lightly.

ah?

These people thought they heard it wrong, and their faces were stunned.

Joyner just wanted to ask for some useful information so she could plan for the next step. I don't want to scare these people, but the voice is cold.

There was a dead silence in the empty hall, and no one dared to answer.

Joyner crossed her arms slowly in front of her chest, put on a harmless look, turned her back, and said with a relaxed smile, "There is nothing to be afraid of, this guy deserves his own fault, he will die if he dies, but you guys Otherwise, you can still live."

real?

"Well…"

There were several sighs from the opposite side, and they seemed to be relieved after hearing this, but still no one dared to respond.

"Instead of being deprived of your freedom and waiting to die in this dark prison, I can help you get out of here."

Joyner took a few steps in front of them. She knew what was going on in these people's minds, and she didn't care about spending more time. She had to "tame" these people first.

As long as you tell your plan, move it with emotion and reason, then these people will naturally listen to her.

"You have all seen my strength. This prison cannot hold me, understand? As long as you are willing, you can go out with me now." Joyner spoke softly, not in a hurry.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, still not daring to speak out.

"After that, if you still want to live a better life, I will never stop you. You can go wherever you want. I understand. Tell me something I want to know."

When the words were said and things were clearly arranged, Joyner walked aside, sat down with her back against the wall, and waited patiently.

Although Joyner's current identity is the same as these prisoners, the aura on her body can be said to be quite different from others.

One side represents hope, and the other side is hopelessness.

After a long while, perhaps because he was no longer afraid of the oppressive feeling emanating from Joyner, someone finally compromised and was willing to respond to her.

"You really don't want to kill us?"

"certainly."

Everyone lowered their heads and whispered ~lightnovelpub.net~ After all, they didn't do anything, so they murmured for a while and believed it.

A man said, "Hey, but it's not so easy to escape..."

"Why, you don't believe I can do it?"

Joyner raised her eyelids, and her sharp gaze swept across every face again.

She thought she had made it clear enough, and said calmly, "Aren't you businessmen from Iron Castle? Don't you want to go home? As long as you escape from here, you can go home."

escape?

Hehe...hahaha...

The person who spoke first trembled a few times, looked back at the others, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and the others also laughed softly. That seemed to mean that although Joyner's strength was terrifying, she had a bit of unworldly innocence.

The others laughed, and Joyner seemed to hear a hint of sadness, sadness, and despair in their laughter.