In the darkness outside the prison cell, cries of killing and outcry were mingled, and the sound of fighting became closer and closer.
In a short while, the people who had escaped from the prison earlier had already retreated, and the blue bull spirit had also come with its people to the outside of the prison door.
The blue bull spirit's body was full of blood, and its large copper bell-like eyes were full of anger. It scanned everyone and said:
"A bunch of death-row prisoners, thanks to my great kindness, survived so far, but you don't think of being grateful and seeking survival, instead, you dare to escape from prison. Do you really think I won't kill you?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and directly dragged one person into his hands, squeezing his neck fiercely.
The man struggled, but could not break free from his iron-like hand. With a turn of his wrist, his neck was directly twisted and broken, and he was killed instantly.
