My ability pool is superior to others

Chapter 183 Prison Break Begins

It was obvious that the death fighters in this cell were all light sleepers.

A slight noise woke up the remaining four fighters, including Lu Bai.

As official death fighters, they could tell at a glance that the big man Chewing Bones was indeed dead.

The sudden appearance of the dead made everyone alert, and they observed other people's reactions with a scrutinizing look.

For a moment, the cell became deathly silent, as if even the breathing had slowed down.

Lu Bai's eyes swept over the remaining three people, but they were all in normal condition and there was no clue.

The collector, who was leaning against the wall, was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked to the big bunk bed to check the condition of the deceased.

"There are obvious pinch marks on the lower jaw, and there are also very obvious bleeding and bruises on the right side of the face."

Seeing the collectors working on the corpse, the fanatics on the other side couldn't help but move closer to the corpse that was chewing bones.

"There was no sign of resistance. It seems the attacker acted very decisively."

Press the top of your head with one hand to stabilize it, cover your mouth with the other hand to prevent any sound from coming out, and at the same time use force to twist your neck.

Anyone who can become a formal death fighter can basically be regarded as a top killer, so they know it very well.

Considering the fragility of the human body, as long as you act quickly enough, the hand that is fixing the body does not need to use too much force.

However, judging from the signs of death from chewing bones, the murderer used considerable strength with both hands.

Either the perpetrator was too nervous, or...

"Perhaps there is a considerable hatred for Chewing Bones?"

As the fanatic spoke, he slowly raised his head and fixed his gaze on the murderer who was also sleeping on the big bunk bed.

"What do you mean? Do you suspect that I am the murderer?"

The murderer frowned, and the lines on his face became deeper.

But he didn't act too flustered or say anything that would anger them.

He just leaned over to check out the bone-chewing corpse and quickly found something to refute: "I'm not left-handed."

However, the fanatics disagreed: "It won't be difficult for us to change the power hand."

This is the trouble. We are all veterans and it is impossible for us to leave any clues to identify ourselves.

Even if there are clues left, it is difficult to determine whether they are real clues or misleading clues deliberately left by the murderer.

In this case, if you want to find the murderer, you can only rely on intuition.

Lu Bai remained quiet throughout and did not participate in their discussion.

To be honest, he actually had no intention of figuring out which one was the clone among all the death fighters present.

I don't have the time to play Werewolf with these people.

Whether it is a real person or a clone.

It made no difference to him.

Anyway, as long as they can add points, we have to kill them all.

The problem now is that they are in prison and their situation is not free.

When the day breaks and the prison guards discover that a bone chewer has died, that would be a real problem.

Even if we want to do it, we have to wait until we jailbreak, right?

In short, no matter who did this, he didn't like it.

He unconsciously showed a harmless smile on his face and said, "No matter who did it, we should first discuss how to deal with the prison guards, right?"

The fanatics and the collectors looked at each other. Since it was impossible to take action just because of a little suspicion, there would be no end to this verbal argument.

It’s better to think about what to do next.

The murderer was the most likely suspect, so naturally they would not hold on to him. The three of them tacitly ignored the death by chewing bones, and even the corpse had not yet completely cooled down.

"Makes sense."

The fanatic nodded and added, "There's no way to cover up this kind of thing. We can't delay it any longer. I suggest that we break out of the prison violently after daybreak."

"I agree."

The murderer groped the chewed-bone corpse with a hint of disgust.

Don't get him wrong, he just wanted to find something useful from Chewbone.

After all, there would be no supernatural powers in the white-level ability pool. Most of them were skills that normal people could learn, like driving, or some commonly used items.

The collector pulled out his handheld power drill and placed it on the bunk bed.

"We don't even know when we'll be out for exercise, so we can't just go ahead and do it anyway. Let's discuss a plan now..."

……

Early six o'clock.

Footsteps were heard in the prison corridor, along with the shrill ring of the wake-up bell.

Inside the cell, Lu Bai and others who were lying side by side on the big bunk bed opened their eyes.

According to normal procedures, after the wake-up bell rings, the prison will generally set aside half an hour for the prisoners to wash and tidy up their rooms.

Then the prison door was opened, the number of people was counted, and the prisoners were asked to line up for breakfast.

And this is the moment that Lu Bai and the others were waiting for.

Admittedly, their escape plan was so hasty that they didn't even know the general structure of the prison.

This can only be blamed on the fact that the bone chewing was too sudden, otherwise, at least there would be a day to understand the basic situation.

Lu Bai and others sat up from the big bunk bed and waited for the prison guard to open the door.

They didn't have to wait too long. The footsteps stopped outside the door. From the sound, it seemed that there were two prison guards.

As the sound of a key being inserted was heard, the fanatic and the murderer exchanged glances and stood up.

Wow!
The cell door opened and a prison guard immediately stepped into the cell while another prison guard stood guard outside the door.

The first thing he noticed was the chewed bones that had been arranged by the fanatics and placed in a sideways sleeping position.

"0068! Why are you still sleeping!?"

The prison guard immediately pulled out a rubber baton from his waist, cursed, and pretended to hit Chew-Bone on the back.

During this time, he did not notice the murderer who had unknowingly moved behind him.

At the same time, the fanatic who was leaning against the wall on the other side of the prison gate turned around and appeared at the door. He quickly covered the mouth of the prison guard at the door with his hand, and then exerted force suddenly and dragged him into the cell.

The two men attacked at almost the same time, and the sounds of two necks being broken were heard in the cell.

After killing two prison guards in a short period of time, the murderer and the fanatic did not stop.

He quickly stripped off the prison guard's clothes and put them on himself.

There was no pause at all, it was so smooth as if it had been practiced countless times in advance.

After being dressed neatly, the fanatic walked out of the cell first, looked around, and waved to the prison guard in the next cell.

"That person... yes, you, come and help."

"What's going on?"

The fanatic acted so confidently that the skinny prison guard felt that he looked unfamiliar but did not suspect anything.

As soon as the prison guard approached the prison gate, the Collector rushed out and attacked decisively.

With the cooperation of the fanatics in the corridor, this ordinary prison guard had no chance of resistance and was killed instantly and dragged into the cell.

(End of this chapter)