There was only the sound of the key turning in the silent cell.

Even the atmosphere gradually became dull.

After the iron door was completely opened by Xu Wenqiang, a harsh sound was made.

The blood-red eyes in the cell were even more violent and bloody.

"Hahaha, good apprentice, come and untie this shackles for the master!"

Hanzo's hoarse voice was full of joy.

Xu Wenqiang walked directly into the cell, and the housekeeper Xu Yi held a lantern for him.

Yingying light lit up in the dark cell, and also illuminated Hanzo's face.

Although his face was pale, he could be called kind.

But on such a kind face, there are a pair of blood-red tyrannical eyes.

Xu Wenqiang inserted the key in his hand into the iron rope on Hanzo's limbs.

"Boom."

A crisp sound rang out, and the iron rope that bound Hanzo's hands for decades finally fell.

Before waiting for Xu Wenqiang to open the rest of the iron rope for him.

Hanzo's dry palm grabbed the iron lock on his ankle and squeezed it hard.

The iron cable that cannot be followed was suddenly broken under the power of Hanzo.

He slowly stood up from the ground and stretched his body.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be dulled by Hanzo standing up again.

A roar like fried beans sounded from Hanzo's body.

Xu Wenqiang respectfully knelt down to Hanzo, and said after three knees and nine kowtows.

"My apprentice Xu Wenqiang meets the master!"

With a brutal smile on Hanzo's pale face, he walked over to Xu Wenqiang and patted him on the shoulder.

"I Hanzo's words count, and from today onwards, you will be my heir."

"Thank you, Master, for your attention."

Hanzo walked straight out the door, his scarlet eyes flashing with murderous intent, and said softly.

"Let's go, let the fools out there know that I'm still alive."

Xu Wenqiang's eyes flashed behind Hanzo and responded respectfully.

"Yes."

At the gate of the death row, several guards on guard were yawning.

"It's really boring to stand here all day."

"Who said no, I really miss the widow in the east of the city, that kind of taste..."

A jailer was talking with a lingering look on his face.

"What's so good about widows? If you want me to say that they are more human in the kiln, they know everything."

The prison guards had smiles that I understand.

Just when they wanted to continue their discussion, the iron gate behind them suddenly burst out.

The huge iron gate slammed into the opposite side of the street like a cannonball.

Several prison guards felt the objects that flashed around them just now, as well as the iron door embedded in the opposite wall.

The eyes of several people were instantly terrified, and they looked at the dark passage behind them in panic.

In the darkness, a figure stepped out.

His dry palms were uncomfortably placed on his forehead to shield himself from the sun.

"It's that murderer Hanzo!"

"Go and report to the Imperial Army, Hanzo has escaped!"

Several prison guards were shocked and fled in all directions.

If they gather together and run away, they will most likely be killed by Hanzo.

The figures of several prison guards escaping made Hanzo's scarlet eyes show disdain.

"The old man hasn't come out for decades, and I really feel like I can run away casually."

Hanzo casually broke a branch from the tree beside him, bloodthirsty in his eyes.

"The Buddha said that all things are colorless and formless."

A blood-red force wrapped the stick in Hanzo's hand and flew out.

A fast-running jailer's eyes widened, and a bright red wooden stick appeared on his chest.

The wooden stick erupted suddenly in the jailer's body, and the violent wooden thorn instantly destroyed the jailer's body.

Even the wooden thorns had pierced out of his body, leaving countless small mouths! JrNovels.com