In a panic, Mo Nan heard only a burst of urgent shouts and muskets, but everything stopped with the closure of the alloy glass door.

By the time he stabilized his body, the situation had changed drastically.

Mo Nan leaned against the bed, behind him, with a wall standing in front of him, and pointed the musket from his waist in his hand. The black muzzle was facing his eyebrows. Mo Nan had no doubt that he dared to shoot directly. Killing people was not much trouble than eating and drinking water for them.

"If you dare to shoot, the cruelest punishments in Luosha Prison will be waiting for you!"

Outside the cell, a tall jailer shouted to the scar-faced prisoner inside through the glass! He also held the musket tightly in his hand, and smoke was still coming from gunpowder. Two stiff corpses were lying under his feet. The two prisoners who had just walked in front had already been pierced through the heart by the musket. Blood was left from Gate No. 2 to Gate No. 1. The short jailer outside the door had quickly left to bring reinforcements.

The tall prisoner never expected such a thing to happen. In addition to the two corpses, there were fragments of handcuffs scattered on the ground. Just now, the prisoner seemed to be a scar-faced person who broke free from the handcuffs and then kidnapped Mo Nan back into the cell. But the shackles were all very strong alloys. How could he break free? Even the Black Armor Army, at least the captain-level strongman can be pulled off with force.

Suddenly, the tall jailer noticed something. He squatted down and picked up the torn pieces of handcuffs on the ground. His expression looked very surprised. This is not metal! What is this?

A stiff laugh came from the cell behind the glass.

"Hahahaha...it's really handcuffed to me."

Scarface pointed a musket at Mo Nan with one hand, and held a pair of bright handcuffs in the other hand, and threw it in front of Mo Nan.

"No need to say anything, right?"

He shook his gun, his eyes extremely fierce. At this moment, Mo Nan seemed to have felt the feelings of the victims who died in the hands of Scarface. I guess the last expression they saw during their lifetime was like this.

Fortunately, the other party did not want to shoot now, so he would not easily kill the only hostage in his hand. Mo Nan put handcuffs, which he had just handed to the other party's three prisoners, but he didn't expect to wear them back to his hands now.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the pair of handcuffs I just brought with me were made of bones of the three of us!"

Scarface made a shocking speech, but Mo Nan instantly understood what was going on. Thinking of all the scenes just now, from Scarface falling down to his movements of covering his ribs when he got up, blood on the ground, the unintentional pain on his face, and the large pieces of paint falling off the water pipe, all the fragments formed a complete scene in Mo Nan's mind...

The three of them must have made this pair of fake handcuffs in advance, and the materials were taken from the three of them. Other bones would affect their movements. And this is the only material that can be used, the bones are hard and can be easily broken free. They took out their respective ribs, and the blood on the ground must be left behind when taking the bones. As for how to get the bones, these murderers should be the best at it.

He polished the ribs into handcuffs, and put the metal paint off the water pipe and stuck it to the handcuffs. It would be impossible to see without careful look. Scarface just pretended to be numb and fell, but in fact he took the opportunity to exchange handcuffs under the bed. Then the fake handcuffs on his hands were already made. When he left the cell, he walked at the end and avoided the two jailers with sharp eyes. Mo Nan was not prepared enough, so he took the opportunity to break free and then got caught in the cell, and seized his musket.

Everything was that simple, and it seemed that the prisoners of the Luosha Prison hijacked a prisoner for the first time.

"You are really good at it and can even take harsh measures against yourself."

Mo Nan said calmly at the muzzle in his hand, and Scarface squeezed a cruel smile:

"It seems you're trying to figure out what's going on. Little devil, you can only blame you for your bad luck. We heard the conversation between the jailer who came to deliver the meal two months ago. The 17-year-old new jailer~ It's a good opportunity. We can succeed this time, and your weak vigilance accounts for half of the factor. Speaking of which, we have to thank you, and you have to thank us for teaching you a lesson, but I regret to tell you that this may be the last lesson in your life."

It seems that they have come up with a temporary solution in recent months. These people learned the opportunity from the conversation and took ruthless measures against themselves. In the end, they were bold and careful and successful. No wonder they were also criminals, these people gave such a headache for all forces.

The tall prisonman used a musket to keep aiming at Scarface from the delivery door, not daring to move. He didn't know where the bottom line of these criminals was, and he would never dare to try it. Mo Nan was in his hands! Even with his experience, he didn't know what to do now, so he could only wait for the reinforcements to come.

Mo Nan's heart was beating wildly at this time. There was no doubt that he didn't want to die. He had never experienced such a situation without any preparation. But the more this happened, he knew that he would be calmer.

"Your face looks pretty good. No wonder you can become a prison guard at the Luosha Prison at a young age. This kind of character is quite rare. It is a killer material."

Scarface said, and Mo Nan replied calmly:

"If I'm right, you should be thinking about what to do next. Although your plan is thorough, it still makes a mistake. The death of the two accomplices was something you didn't expect. Originally, your plan should be to hold me hostage in your early prison cell, and then open the shackles of your two accomplices, let them hold the other two jailmen hostages, and open the alloy glass door from outside. Are you looking for an opportunity to escape together?"

Scarface's expression was a little stiff. It seemed that Mo Nan guessed it more accurately. He did not expect that the two accomplices were killed by the tall jailer in an instant. Although he was holding Mo Nan hostage, the glass door of Gate No. 3 had been closed from the outside by the tall jailer. Now he can be said to be trapped inside again and it is almost impossible to escape. However, since this point, he will never give up easily.

The tall jailer took the opportunity to hit his psychological defense:

"You can't escape. We are just ordinary jailers. Don't say that you have one in your hands, even if the three of us are in your hands, the warden will not listen to your conditions. You will have a chance to continue to go to jail if you are stubborn. If you are stubborn, I'm afraid you will soon be with your two accomplices!"

Scarface was obviously hesitant. To be rational, the tall jailer said everything was right, but how many prisoners in this prison can still remain rational? Just as the tall jailer said to Mo Nan before, none of the prisoners here tried their best to leave the place. Even if they knew they would not succeed, as long as they had the opportunity to do this, they would not hesitate.

This is a strange mind, trying every means to fail because it is the only thing they can do for themselves.

Scarface's expression became irritable. He pinched Mo Nan's neck and pressed the musket tightly against his forehead:

"Even if I can't get out, I'll have to take a cushion. Want to negotiate with me? Dream!"

After saying that, he took away the handcuffs and keys from Mo Nan's pocket, grabbed Mo Nan and pushed him in front of him, blocking the firepower line of the tall prison guard, as a shield.

"Let the warden give me three women! I also need a good meal of wine and good food!"

Scarface may have given up and escaped, so he simply had to take the conditions for treatment. Hearing this, the tall prisoner breathed a little relieved. At least it was not a situation where he would never stop. Mo Nansheng's Huaiji rate was much higher.

But at this moment, a crisp "click" sound was heard in the quiet cell. They were all familiar with this sound, the sound of shackles opening, and only one of the three people present was handcuffed, Mo Nan.

At this time, the handcuffs on his hand had been untied. The scar face facing him was shocked, and raised the gun and pulled the trigger...

"You're looking for death!"

The tall prison guard was scared and sweated in cold sweat, but then the scene of blood and flesh flying did not appear. The musket in Scarface seemed to be silent. In an instant, Scarface was panicked. Mo Nan turned around and ran towards the door. Scarface immediately chased after him. He knew that if Mo Nan took off his hand, he would be finished.

But of course the tall jailer at the delivery door would not miss this opportunity, with a gunshot! "Boom"...
Chapter completed!