563: The fate of the Chuxiong couple! Do crazy people who laugh loudly have intelligence?

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Crack—

As Chu Xiong's desperate howl rang out, the prison door opened.

Tao Yan was the first to rush in, laughing maniacally.

Following closely behind was a large group of excited madmen, who surged in, laughing and cursing.

Moments later, the small cell was packed with a dense crowd of madmen.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah—"

Due to the distance, Song Ze couldn't see what was happening inside the cell.

But through Chu Xiong's heartbreaking screams and the madmen's deranged, disgusting laughter, he could barely imagine what kind of terrible torture Chu Xiong was enduring... Damn it!

Those lunatics actually had intelligence; they weren't brainless "zombies"!

Realizing this, Song Ze's face turned ashen.

He immediately abandoned the idea of staying in the cell and waiting for rescue.

Facing a group of "madmen" with brains, staying in one place was basically a dead end.

What made Song Ze even more despairing was that he had personally witnessed some people who had been bitten by madmen or had come into contact with their bodily fluids.

In a very short time, the curve of their mouths widened crazily.

They quickly became infected and turned into new madmen, joining in the brutal slaughter of survivors.

This reminded Song Ze of Old Teacher earlier.

So... these madmen not only have intelligence but can also infect others, right? At this thought, Song Ze involuntarily broke out in goosebumps.

He couldn't imagine how this terrible disaster had happened... If these intelligent, laughing madmen spread, who knew how many people in the outside world would be tortured to death in despair...

Of course, none of this concerned Song Ze at the moment.

At this time, he couldn't even protect himself.

The only thing he had to think about was how to escape from this nightmare... And Song Ze thought about it repeatedly, always feeling that relying solely on himself and Lin Jianjun, two "useless people" accustomed to a life of not lifting a finger, the possibility of surviving this disaster was slim to none.

If he couldn't rely on himself, then he could only seek external help.

Thinking of this, Song Ze's gaze immediately searched through the fleeing crowd.

Two and a half seconds later, he indeed saw a short, stout man, wielding a stolen fire axe, skillfully chopping down several madmen blocking his way.

His movements were so fluid, he was clearly a trained fighter... "Uncle Lin, follow Old Chen."

"He's good at fighting, and his chances of escaping are the highest. We'll charge behind him."

"Remember, absolutely do not get any of those madmen's bodily fluids on you; you'll get infected with the Smiling Face Virus."

"..."

Song Ze called out, and the two quickly followed behind the short, stout man.

This man was Bodyguard Captain Old Chen.

Previously, at the Tang Family, because he stole Xu Shuyun's thong and framed the true young miss, Tang Ling... an enraged Tang Guoan used his connections to send him directly to prison.

Because it involved the family of his beloved boy Tang Chuan, Song Ze had secretly investigated Old Chen thoroughly.

As a former Bodyguard Captain, his skills were naturally beyond question, and the safety factor of following him was clearly the highest... Under the constant threat of death closing in from behind, the group pushed forward, desperately fighting their way out, and finally escaped the main gate of the prison block...

Just then!

A young man at the very end of the group, intending to close the iron gate to block the madmen's pursuit, saw a blood-soaked hand suddenly reach in at the last moment before the door could be shut, gripping the gap tightly.

The young man's face instantly changed, and he frantically pressed against the door in terror, trying to close the iron gate.

But that bloody hand, even though it was twisted and deformed by the iron gate, showed no sign of retracting.

The young man could even clearly hear the continuous maniacal laughter and excited gasps coming from just beyond the door... "You son of a bitch pretty boy! Hurry up and open the door for me~~~"

"When I open the door, how about I let your XXXXXX also experience the feeling of XXXXXX, huh?"

"Hahahaha..."

"..."

Hearing the madman laughingly describe his deranged thoughts, the young man's face turned pale, and tears streamed down his face in desperation.

But the next second, something even more despairing happened.

Because of this short delay, another bloody wrist quickly stretched into the gap... Soon, a third, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth, a seventh... countless bloody arms desperately squeezed out through the gap, one after another grabbing the young man's hands and feet, waist, thighs, hands and feet, face...

The gap in the door also widened little by little.

Faces distorted with excitement gradually squeezed through the door crack... "No no no! Help!"

"Save me! Please! Don't leave me behind! Save me!"

"Wuwuwu... I don't want to die! Someone save me!"

"..."

The young man, wearing a striped prison uniform and looking quite handsome, was now being clawed by countless hands, his face contorted by endless fear, his mind already on the verge of collapse.

He wailed, crying out helplessly and despairingly to the retreating figures of Lin Jianjun and the others.

Unfortunately, everyone present was a morally corrupt criminal.

In such a life-or-death situation, it was every man for himself.

No one would risk being tortured to death to go back and save the young man.

In fact, most people hoped he could hold out a little longer, to buy them as much escape time as possible... Bang!!!!!!!

Two and a half seconds later, the door finally gave way under the strain, collapsing with a crash.

Countless madmen rushed out, laughing maniacally, instantly engulfing the desperately struggling young man... As Lin Jianjun followed the main group, about to escape into a medical room, he involuntarily looked back.

He happened to see that after the door was breached, the group of laughing madmen were fighting fiercely to be the first to "play cards" with the young man.

And the young man, with a blank expression, having long given up struggling, was in tears, pinned to the ground by a dozen madmen, preparing to face his tragic fate... Thinking of the terrible ordeal he was about to face, Lin Jianjun couldn't bear to watch and averted his gaze... Oh dear~~~ Xiao Heizi.

You were a good child. Thank you for using your life to buy everyone enough time to escape.

May you rest in peace!

Uncle Lin will never forget you, Amen~~~~~ (꒦_꒦)...

Xiao Heizi, this young man, was an unlikely friend Lin Jianjun had made during his long time in prison.

Heard that he had previously made a meme about a certain celebrity, infringing on their right to reputation, and was thus sentenced to two and a half years in prison...

During his time in prison, Xiao Heizi had turned over a new leaf and actively reformed.

On weekdays, he would even voluntarily apply to go to the labor prison area to operate a sewing machine and earn money to send to his parents to help with household expenses.

Such a filial and good child, yet he met such a tragic end... How sad~~~~~ How regrettable~~~~~~~

Lin Jianjun couldn't help but mourn for him for two and a half seconds... (ಥ﹏ಥ)...