Chapter 001: The Female Ghost

  Today only two life-and-death boxing matches were held, and two prisoners died on the stage. The other prisoners were all taken back to their cells.

  Inside the South Warehouse prison, many prisoners were gathered beside a cell.

  In Qīng Lóng's cell, only 17 was sitting there, with Hǔ Zǐ, Bǎi Shì Tōng and Yáng Huá standing beside him.

  Only the blue dragon lying there had a smile on his face, but it was obvious that he was seriously injured in the arena, and coughed several times.

  He spat out a mouthful of blood.

  "Qing Long, are you alright?" asked Guan with concern.

  Yang Hua on one side was full of worry: "Dragon brother, are you okay?"

  Only saw the green dragon slowly shaking its head, using its hand to gently wipe away the fresh blood from the corner of its mouth.

  "Unexpectedly, Beicang actually has some skills." Qinglong sighed and said.

  "Yes, being able to be the right-hand man of Bei Cang Yi is definitely not a name that comes from nowhere." 17 said with furrowed brows.

  "I think that Iron Fist is no match for Dragon Brother even if he has skills, now isn't he still being beaten by Dragon Brother?" said Hu Zi.

  Smiling, he shook his head.

  "Do you know what Tie Shou used to be outside?"

  Hutou heard this and shook his head.

  "I don't know."

  "I'm telling you, Iron Fist was the number one killer of the Liao North Green Gang before he came to Black Prison. When I was outside, everyone in the underworld had heard of Iron Fist's name, can you imagine?"

  "Is it that amazing?" exclaimed Bai Shi Tong from the side.

  "You think so? Otherwise, how could Qing Long be injured so severely."

  Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

  "Yang Hua, aren't you acquainted with that white doctor from the infirmary?" Suddenly, 17 turned his face and asked Yang Hua.

  Yang Hua, who was standing on one side, nodded: "En, I guess we know each other now."

  Yang Hua thought of Bai Xiaodie and wondered how that girl was doing at this moment. He really wanted to go take a look.

  "Can you go to that white doctor and get some medicine back?" 17 asked, glancing at Qing Long on the hospital bed.

  "Big brother, don't worry about it, I'm fine," Qing Long said with a cough. He continued to cough as he spoke.

  Yang Hua looked at him, her heart aching with pity, after all, Qing Long had always been so good to her.

  He said: "If I can get into the medical room, it's okay, I should be able to get some medicine. But I think I won't be able to leave this gate." Yang Hua looked at the sealed iron door and said.

  "This is easy, as long as you can get the medicine, I can let you out." Only 17 said.

  "You all go back to your cells first." No. 17 slowly said to the surrounding prisoners.

  When everyone heard the boss speak, they all retreated.

  "After watching everyone leave, he suddenly laughed and said: 'Follow me.'"

  Yang Hua felt puzzled and followed No. 17 out slowly.

  Only two people slowly walked out towards the end of the prison, where there was a passageway in the middle. Suddenly, No. 17's body turned and he went to the left side.

  "Come over here." 17 yelled out.

  Yang Hua turned around and took a look, making sure no one was watching, then flashed over as well.

  Only after making sure that no one was around, Qing Long stretched his head out to take a look, and then suddenly used his hand to wipe away the obvious white mark on a large stone with a clear imprint on the solid wall.

  All I heard was a loud bang.

  The originally solid stone wall suddenly cracked open a gap just big enough for one person to squeeze through.

  Yang Hua was stunned all of a sudden.

  "You go in from here and then you can get to the outside, and the infirmary is not far from the outside. I believe that as long as you can get out, you should be able to get into the infirmary." Only 17 said.

  "What's going on? How is there a hole?" Yang Hua exclaimed, looking at the wall in front of him, which was as hard as steel, and it was really hard to imagine that such a stone wall could be dug out with a hole. What was even more astonishing was that this hole had a mechanism, which was truly rare.

  "Don't ask what you shouldn't, just get out now and fetch some medicine back. You also see that Qing Long is seriously injured. There are still several tough battles to fight with the Life and Death Fist, and Qing Long absolutely cannot fall at this moment." 17's face was heavy as he said this.

  Yang Hua nodded.

  "Alright, you go in."

  Yang Hua didn't ask again, and indeed bent down and slowly crawled in. Inside was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly. Yang Hua could only grope around slowly.

  Just two steps away, Qing Long whispered from behind: "I'll close this wall first, and I'll come back to open it in an hour. Otherwise, we'll be discovered." After finishing speaking, the thick wall closed with a loud thud.

  At this moment, the small hole is even darker, and nothing can be seen at all.

  Yang Hua could feel that the hole in front of him should be a sewer or something, otherwise there wouldn't be water and it wouldn't smell so bad. He slowly crawled forward, he didn't know for how long, until finally, he saw light ahead.

  He saw the light and was very happy in his heart, so he quickly crawled over.

  What 17 said was true after all, this is indeed an exit.

  Yang Hua had already reached the entrance of the cave at this moment, stretched his head out to take a look, and after making sure that no one was there, he slowly crawled out.

  Inside the corridor, right across from the outside prison walkway, Yang Hua hid beside a pillar, observing his surroundings. He looked around and saw that the infirmary was about 40-50 meters away from him, but unfortunately, there were no objects in between to provide cover.

  Yang Hua thought for a moment, no matter what, even if it meant death, he had to make a desperate attempt.

  He looked around and suddenly made up his mind to run towards the infirmary when he found no one was looking.

  When I was almost at the infirmary, about ten or so meters away, I suddenly heard a sharp whistle.

  Then came a sound.

  "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" a loud shout.

  Yang Hua stood there as if he had been nailed to the spot, his hands slowly rising into the air. He didn't move, his heart was dead. It seemed that this time he really was in a precarious situation.

  Bang!

  A black police baton heavily smashed onto Yang Hua's head from behind.

  With a thud, Yang Hua, who had been beaten, lay on the ground like a dead man.

  ——

  "What's going on?" In the dark cell, Tang Qing squinted his eyes and looked at the plague god with a smile.

  The man in front was a blood-soaked prisoner, Yang Hua, who had just been tortured.

  One of the plague gods put down the braid in his hand, panting and saying: "This guy doesn't even know how he got out of prison? He actually ran out, it's simply seeking death."

  "Oh? Is that so? Can you still come out from the prison cell?" Tang Qing looked at Yang Hua with interest, who had already fainted.

  "Get him awake," said the Plague God.

  One of the prison guards replied and then picked up a basin of cold water from the ground, splashing it all over Yang Hua's body.

  Yang Hua slowly opened his eyes.

  "Is this prisoner a new one? I've never seen him before?" Tang Qing asked, staring at the blood-soaked Yang Hua.

  "Yes, it's from Isfahan city, murder case."

  "Haha, can't tell by looking, but also a reckless type."

  "Oh, just throw him into the dead house then? Anyway, staying here is also death, and it's better to die early than late." Tang Qing suddenly said with a smile.

  "Corpse House?" The Plague God's face turned pale as if he had heard a ghost upon hearing this name.

  "Yeah, it's been a while since that old freak in the morgue has killed anyone. I'm afraid he'll get bored to death, so I sent him one to liven things up. If he really gets bored to death, I won't be able to take responsibility when they come investigating." Tang Qing said with a sly smile.

  "Yes." The plague god didn't ask again, instead his eyes gazed at Yang Hua, humph, you little brat, just wait for your death.

  "Remember, go to the dead house to collect the body after March." These were the last words left by Tang Qing.

  Yang Hua was thus sent into the most terrifying cell in the black prison.

  It's going to be big, brothers hold on!