The stone steps leading to the underground black prison are steep and slippery, and each stone steps are pitch black. It makes people feel that this is a step formed after blood stasis is solidified. Walking on it in boots gives people a great feeling of discomfort.

The air was filled with indescribable strange smell.

It is dull, hot, and humid, and there is the 'squeaking' sound of mice everywhere.

The structure of the black prison is complex. If you want to lead to the next floor, you must cross the entire upper prison area and reach the diagonal of the prison area that is several circles larger than the police station compound on the ground to reach the stone steps leading to the next floor.

In the deep corridor, the lights were dim.

The long cell was filled with people, and the well-dressed gentlemen were curled up in the cell like beggars, with constant crying and shouting.

There are too many people in the prison cell, and the air in the prison area becomes more turbid and stuffy.

There were shrill shouts everywhere, some were calling for help, some were begging for mercy, some were hysterical insults, and some were even crazy by the harsh environment here, and they were cursing the blasphemy of "Mu" and "Muteste".

Duke Ross walked calmly in the dirty and wet corridor, and the small folding fan in his hand was swaying happily.

Her eyes were shining brightly, and with the help of the dim lights, she quickly swept through the prison cells, and she saw many faces of old acquaintances. Many people were curled up on the ground in a mess, and some had fainted due to the harsh environment.

When she saw several noble ladies who had proudly and rudely shown off their precious jewelry to her at social banquets, she couldn't help laughing.

"Her Majesty the Queen is right. All wealth is false, and only rifles and cannons are the only truth." Duke Ross proudly said the famous saying that Her Majesty the Queen of the Deron Empire roared loudly at a state banquet.

Look at these big men who once called the wind and rain in Tulum Port, look at the ladies who once had the courage to provoke Duke Ross, look at the young men and ladies who pretended to behave on weekdays...

Duke Ross curled his lips: "They are all useless little white faces... Oh Huo, I still prefer a strong and energetic lucky boy like Joe!"

When talking about the word "useless little white face", Duke Ross looked at Fellicot intentionally or unintentionally.

Ficket's face was pale, which was completely in line with the definition of "little white face".

The gloomy black prison, the dampness, the dirty environment, the harsh and pungent air, the sound of crying, the sound of miserable howling, the sound of begging, the sound of curses... All these elements are mixed together, just like the purgatory specially used to conquer sinners in the myth of Medland.

Ferrit, who was born from a noble family, has never seen such a scene?

Even in his childhood nightmare, he had never seen such a terrible scene.

His face turned white, his body was stiff, and his body was covered in cold sweat. He was just trying to calm down. Relying on his strong personal strength, he maintained his most basic ability to move, just like a timid child taking the street for the first time, following Duke Ross.

He had forgotten what had happened at the gate of the police station, and the sarcasm of Duke Ross for him and his father.

He only knew to follow Duke Ross so that he could barely find a little security!

"The Tulun Port Police Station was the garrison of the Tulun Port Public Security Committee forty years ago. It was only after the Empire took over Tulun Port that it was transformed into a police station."

"Before the empire entered, there were very little peace in Tulun Port and surrounding areas. There were countless bandits, bandits, pirates, and various illegal personnel, so a six-story underground prison was built here to punish these shameful guys."

"Of course, for a time, these black prisons also acted as slave storage warehouses. After all, for a long time, there was no special warehouse area in Tulun Port, and many slaves were temporarily detained here."

"So, if each of the six-layer black prisons is fully utilized, more than 4,000 prisoners can be detained. The six-layer black prisons are 24,000 people." Duke Ross said leisurely: "However, after all, the ventilation ducts are not very smooth for so many years, so the air here is inevitably a little worse."

After a pause, Duke Ross smiled and said, "The further down, the worse the air is."

"Where are Heinie and Hanks?" Ficket finally asked the first sentence after entering the black prison.

"They? Oh, they are sensitive and are involved in some serious crimes, so of course they are imprisoned on the sixth floor!" Duke Ross smiled and looked at Ferricette, who had a stiff and pale face.

She knew that Leah and Tifa were attacked by Henneway and Hanks.

She also knew that Joe couldn't wait to take heavy measures against Hanks and Henneway. Before the two unlucky guys could "mov" into the black prison, Joe had one leg left on the way.

Fickel showed extraordinary concern for Heineve and Hanks, which made Duke Ross feel a certain amount of pressure.

So at the door of the Tulun Port Police Station, she deliberately beat Ferrit in public, and even involved his father, the noble prince of the Empire.

She intended to ‘tell’ Fricett – to figure out where this place is and who you are facing; remember to remember not to rely on your identity to do things too out of place here.

This is the only way for Duke Ross to do for the time being.

Fickel's identity prevented her from doing more. What else can she do except 'teach' and 'beat' in language?

The first layer of black prison, the second layer of black prison, the third layer of black prison...

The lower the air becomes, the wetter and the surrounding environment becomes worse.

It was damp, stuffy, dirty, pungent, and a thick layer of sticky and unknown dirt on the ground. Walking in such a black prison, Ferrit and his entourage tiptoed one by one, just like ballerinas on the stage, with their paces reaching extreme lightness.

The group came to the entrance to the fifth floor of the Black Prison to the sixth floor. Several prison guards who were despicable and looked more like bad guys than the rogues on the street nodded and bowed, and hurriedly opened the iron door leading to the sixth floor of the Black Prison.

Then, ‘bang, bang, bang, bang’… dense gunfire came.

The small folding fan that was quickly swaying in Duke Ross's hand suddenly stopped. Flicker widened his eyes, and he inexplicably realized that something was wrong.

"How could there be gunshots? Who is firing? What happened?"

Ficket suddenly grabbed Duke Ross' arm with one hand and asked questions in a hurry.

"Your Highness, you are rude!" Duke Ross frowned, and the folding fan was hit hard with a "slap". After hearing a muffled sound, a deep mark was drawn from the back of Fricel's hand. He subconsciously let go of his hand, and then the mark quickly recovered without leaving any trace on the back of his hand.

"Sorry, Lord Ross, I just... care about the safety of my direct subordinates." Fellit stared at Duke Ross with dark gray eyes: "They are the best soldiers in the empire, and they have made great contributions to the empire. If any accidents happen to them in Tulum Port..."

"Why did they have an accident in Port Tulum?" Duke Ross asked Ficket.

"This is exactly what surprised me." Fricett breathed heavily, staring at Duke Ross' deep eyes without any weakness: "This is exactly what surprised me... On the territory of the empire, if any accident occurs in the empire's naval officers, this is undoubtedly a provocation to the empire and the imperial navy."

"Hohohohohoho!" Duke Ross smiled unanimously, and then she waved her small folding fan gently: "Let's see what happened!"

With dim lights and dirty ground, Hanks's body crawled in the middle of the dirty corridor, heading towards the exit of the sixth floor of the black prison, and lay quietly there.

Qiao was wiping his hands, and he smiled and wiped his palms seriously with a white handkerchief.

The flintlock rifle is much better than the flintlock rifle, but when it is activated, there will still be ashes of gunpowder left on your hands. Qiao carefully wiped the cracks of his nails, put his hands in front of him, and sniffed them seriously.

In the cell, Heinevey screamed hysterically: "Murder, this is murder...shameless, shameless..."

"No, it's not murder, it's passionate murder!" Qiao turned around and replied playfully to Heiniewei: "I'm just on a whim, that's all. Who made him speak so badly?"

At the corner at the end of the corridor, Ficket's loud voice came: "Henieve! Hanks!"

In the cell, Heinevey, who was almost broken in spirit, seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and then screamed at the top of his throat: "Fericket, my dear, save me, save me... kind Muteste, these damn country bumpkins, they killed Hanks, they killed Hanks..."

The sound of rapid footsteps came, and Fericket hurriedly turned around the corner with a large group of entourage and appeared in front of Joe.

Hanks crawled in the corridor, and a dazzling blood stain extended from the door of the cell to below his body.

Ficket's body suddenly stiffened, he was silent for a while, and waved forward.

Two young men in traditional knight outfits ran up quickly and gently turned Hanks' body over, revealing his beating upper body and the intact white face.

"Your Highness, it's Lord Hanks..." A knight said softly: "He, he...he is dead!"

Fickel looked at Hanks for a while, then he looked up suddenly, staring at Joe with dark gray eyes.

Joe was not showing any weakness and stared at Fricett.

"No matter who you are, from now on, you are my enemy." Felix's forehead pounded, and he slowly declared war on Joe word by word: "I will completely destroy your body and soul at any cost!"

Joe whistled.

Threat him?

Joe grinned, and was about to respond to Ficket's threat, Duke Ross had already walked to Ficket and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, pay attention to your words and deeds, please remember your identity... As a member of the imperial royal family, you threaten a police officer who is dedicated and loyal to the Empire... I will write to Her Majesty the Queen to report everything that happened here!"

Qiao raised his eyebrows, and his family guards quietly stepped forward and protected Qiao behind him.

From the cell, Heiniwei's crazy crying came.
Chapter completed!