Chapter 169 Those People... Are Pretty Strong
Chapter 169 Those People... Are Pretty Strong
"Earth-shattering rock strike, what the hell is that?"
Kafka had absolutely no professional qualities as an actor. While pretending to faint, he moved his body and came to talk to Qi Yan.
"A decisive battle skill that is almost useless except for paradox simulation." Qi Yan explained casually.
Kafka: ?
After he finished explaining, Kafka became visibly more confused.
On the other side, those killers didn't hold on for long under Anthony's full force, and all fell to the ground howling in pain. It looked like they wouldn't be able to leave the hospital bed for ten days or half a month.
The large group of prison guards arrived at this time as if according to some kind of law of cause and effect.
Barton stood in the middle of the team, scanning the chaotic scene, the fat on his face trembling wildly with anger:
"What the hell is going on, Anthony, I need you to explain it to me right now!"
Anthony turned and looked at Patton.
The savage aura that belonged only to wild beasts on him had not yet faded, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a bloodthirsty fighting spirit.
Patton instantly became like a deflated ball, completely dejected.
"Deal with the scene first. Treat the injured, and send the uninjured for examination." Patton said dryly.
Anthony was not going to vent his anger on someone irrelevant to him, even if the other person was Patton, whom he disliked.
"Thank you, Captain Patton."
Anthony thanked them politely, turned around and carried the unconscious black-haired woman on his back. When he was about to take Qi Yan and the others with him, he was shocked to find that Qi Yan had already brushed the dust off his clothes and stood up by himself.
Not only Qi Yan, Kafka and Hemer, even the female prison guard, all got up as if nothing had happened.
The corners of Anthony's mouth twitched slightly.
It turns out that except for the guy on his back, everyone else is acting like him!
"Everyone, follow me to the infirmary to check your injuries."
Anthony said this against his conscience.
Then he didn't want to look at Qi Yan's smirk for a moment, so he turned and left.
The prison guards obediently made way for Anthony.
Barton looked at the female prison guard, regaining his usual dignity and asked:
"How do you supervise this bunch of rubbish? Why are there a group of people targeting Anthony?"
"Captain Patton, they should be well-trained killers. This is a premeditated assassination."
The female prison guard gently adjusted her hat, her orange dragon pupils drooped slightly, and she did not look at Barton: "Those people... are very strong. I am no match for them."
Barton was so angry that his breathing became a little faster, but he had no excuse to embarrass the female prison guard, so he could only give up angrily:
"Hurry up and clean up the scene. Arrest these killers and torture them severely."
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Robin felt a headache.
Memories flooded into her mind uncontrollably like a tide.
The love of my father when I was young, the moments between my parents, the bankruptcy of my father's company when I grew up, the pain of a broken family, my father's decadence of drinking all day to drown his sorrows, the notice of my father's critical illness, and the long string of numbers at the bottom of the list representing the medical expenses...
"Well!"
Robin was like a drowning person who was rescued, his eyes opened and he was gasping for breath.
What she saw was not the familiar ceiling of her room, but a dim and cold metal ceiling.
The people beside her were not her familiar parents, but... her assassination target, Anthony.
"you're awake."
Anthony stared at the black-haired woman in front of him with a complicated look.
"You're awake, congratulations, you've become a little girl... wuwu!"
Qi Yan had just finished talking halfway when Hemer raised his hand and covered his mouth tightly.
Robin:?
She looked down at her chest. Although it wasn't very wavy, it should have been very obvious.
Robin fell into self-doubt for a moment.
"Don't pay attention to what he says." Anthony said with a slight headache, "Qi Yan, he likes to say shocking things."
Anthony said this in a very tactful way.
After spending less than ten minutes together, he had already fully witnessed how outrageous Qi Yan's mouth was.
There were so many people present, but no one mentioned Qi Yan. They were all so angry that their blood pressure soared.
The key point is that in Qi Yan’s nonsense, some important information would pop up from time to time, making Anthony love and hate him for a while.
This included the true identity of the black-haired woman who had just helped him.
Anthony's expression became more complicated.
Robin struggled to get up, looked around, and asked:
"Where am I?"
She found herself in a room that looked like a medical room at first glance, with all kinds of simple medical equipment neatly arranged.
But considering the neatly arranged coffins in the room, Robin felt that this place was more like a morgue.
"This is my infirmary." A Sarkaz woman with burgundy hair next to Anthony took the initiative to say, "It is also my morgue. I am the doctor in the prison and also the undertaker."
Robin looked at the woman with a gloomy expression. She obviously had a cute face, but because of the black dress and her expression, she gave off an aura that said "keep away from strangers".
Qi Yan broke free from Hemer's grasp and complained:
"This is called a one-stop service. Surgery, coffin, and then thrown out of the prison. Perfect."
Hemer pounced on him again and sealed Qi Yan's mouth.
Anthony strategically ignored Qi Yan and introduced the Sarkaz woman to Robin:
"This is Miss Duma. She was the one who treated your injuries just now.
Besides, Miss Robin, you should also be a member of the assassins, right?"
Robin's face changed, and he subconsciously wanted to touch the weapons hidden on his body, but he found nothing.
She realized that Duma had completed a body search on her while she was being treated.
Robin dropped his hands helplessly, without denying it, but only raised his own question:
"Why do you know my name?"
"Duma, here is the prison's prisoner list." Anthony explained casually, and then said seriously, "I have no intention of hurting you. On the contrary, I really want to recruit you. You are quite skilled. Are you willing to join my prison escape team?"
"You...are you going to expose your plan just like that?" Robin was a little surprised.
Looking at Anthony's calm face, Robin quickly reacted.
"Yes, you don't need to worry about me. With your status in prison, even if I tell others, no one will believe a small prisoner like me whose words have little influence. Instead, I will become the target of public criticism."
Robin pursed his lips tightly, and his expression seemed to be struggling with Anthony's invitation.
She recalled her father's thin face lying on the hospital bed and the critical illness notice that almost crushed her.
She would receive a staggering reward for assassinating Anthony, and she needed the money.
But she couldn't do it, and even when Anthony was surrounded, she subconsciously chose to rescue him.
"Don't be nervous, sister."
Qi Yan once again broke free from He Mo's seal and said with a smile: "I know your situation, as long as you join us, I will cure your father's illness.
Although I cannot guarantee that the medicine will cure his illness, I can at least guarantee that he will be sent away happily."
"That's not what he meant!"
He Mo was a little anxious. He jumped directly on Qi Yan's back and blocked Qi Yan's mouth with all his strength. He explained: "I am a doctor. I also know some seniors who are very famous in the medical field. I am willing to treat your father and at least control his condition."
Robin stared at the two people entangled with each other, not understanding why they knew about his situation, and not knowing whether he should believe them.
Anthony smiled bitterly and said:
"Don't be hard on yourself. You have plenty of time to think about it. When you have thought it through, you can come to the infirmary to find Duma at any time.
You don't have to leave now, you can just listen to our jailbreak plan."
"You are too honest."
Robin felt a little unsure, fearing that if she didn't agree to join the group after listening to what was said, one of the coffins in this room would become her eternal final resting place.
It's a pity that some people didn't give her the chance to refuse.
Qi Yan broke free from Hemo again and shouted, "Let me explain the jailbreak plan!"
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