406: Chapter 405: The Wolf Pack!
406: Chapter 405: The Wolf Pack!
“Someone has already gone to confirm, Doctor Wood has found two prisoner corpses, the identities have been confirmed.
They are two of the missing men, and one person is not dead but is undergoing surgery by Doctor Wood.”
The prisoner reported the current situation to Dian Frey.
“Doctor Wood says he knows nothing.
Those three prisoners were found by him.
Should we bring Doctor Wood over?”
After the prisoner finished reporting, the young man with long hair remained indifferent, his gaze fixed on the two figures moving in the surveillance footage.
“Just a few insignificant ants, you can play with them as you wish.”
In the end, Dian Frey simply made an indifferent remark, and then the several prisoners clad in iron left the place.
As for Doctor Wood, since Dian Frey did not mention him, the matter had nothing to do with Doctor Wood.
The one with the greatest power in Death Prison was naturally Dian Frey.
He held the power of life and death here, responsible for guarding Death Prison, and had already killed many unruly prisoners with his own hands.
The ruthless Dian Frey was the existence all prisoners feared the most.
Subdued by Dian Frey’s iron fist, he was indeed an emperor-like figure in this place.
Now that his territory had been intruded upon, he did not yet see the need to make an appearance.
Meanwhile, Ning Fan and A’Lei were still unaware that they had been discovered, and they were still searching for the cell holding Ouyang Feifei.
Death Prison was too vast, and it was unknown how many levels deep it went.
Perhaps it did indeed reach into Hell?
“Let’s go this way,” Ning Fan chose the corridor on the left.
The two of them walked slowly, the eerie atmosphere growing thicker, with silence all around.
“Wait a minute!” Ning Fan suddenly sensed something strange.
He looked ahead, and felt that something was waiting for them.
A’Lei furrowed his brow and saw nothing unusual ahead.
Tap tap tap—
The sound of running footsteps came closer and closer.
At the end of the corridor, around the corner, a shadow about half the height of a person appeared.
“Wolves!” A’Lei cried out, looking at the grey-white wolf at the end of the corridor with eyes full of astonishment.
There were wolves in this prison?
“It seems we’ve been discovered,” Ning Fan gave a wry smile.
Although he had been mentally prepared, being discovered so quickly was still somewhat unexpected.
“Awooo!”
The wolf raised its head and howled, its ruby-red vertical pupils flickering with a dangerous light.
Following that, several more wolves appeared beside the wolf.
One, two, three, four…
Ning Fan and A’Lei were almost unable to count them all.
The end of the corridor was now occupied by a pack of wolves.
The wolves had blood-red eyes, bared their teeth, and drool dripped from their fangs onto the ground.
Their size close to that of a person made them look extremely ferocious and terrifying.
Ning Fan read something in the eyes of the wolves and immediately shouted to A’Lei, “These wolves see us as food!”
There was no mistake; that look was the way one eyes a prey.
This was their territory and their hunting ground.
Some prisoners, when they caused trouble, would be let out to ‘play’ with these wolves.
These wolves had grown up eating human flesh and gnawing on human bones.
Even the people who disappeared in that forest outside every year were related to this pack of wolves—many who vanished, whether taken into the prison or found by them, ended up as their prey.
These wolves were trained by Dian Frey’s loyalists, and except for inmates within the prison, everyone else was their enemy and prey.
“Run, don’t tangle with them!”
With their sheer numbers, facing these dozen fierce wolves, Ning Fan chose to retreat for the moment.
However, the wolves were fast.
A sturdy one, acting as the vanguard, ran ahead of the main pack, closely trailing Ning Fan and Alei.
Awooo!
The howling of the vicious wolves echoed through the prison level, awakening all inmates, who then stared in astonishment at the scene before them.
“Hahaha, their little beasts are turning on them now!”
“Eat them both, go on, quick!”
“Kill them!”
The inmates cheered, clapping and whistling, and everyone became excited.
They didn’t know that Ning Fan and Alei were fake inmates, but that wasn’t important; what mattered was that they hadn’t seen the wolves in action for a long time.
The wolf at the front leaped toward Ning Fan’s back.
With its mouth wide open in the air, its sharp fangs aimed at Ning Fan’s neck—a bite would certainly break it—the inmates’ blood boiled at the thought of the scene.
Ning Fan was already aware of the danger behind him.
He executed a precise roundhouse kick, hitting the hungry wolf’s belly.
“What are you standing around for, run!”
Ning Fan turned and yelled at Alei, who had stopped.
While he paused, the pack closed in on Ning Fan, several vicious wolves leaped toward his legs from both sides.
Ning Fan rolled on the ground, his wrist flicked, and four Silver Needles flew from his sleeve, blinding two wolves right in the eyes.
“Awooo awooo!”
The two wolves rolled on the ground, howling miserably.
Perhaps to avenge their partners or perhaps the howls of the two wolves ignited the others’ fierceness—the wolves’ eyes flashed with a crimson light, and they charged rabidly towards Ning Fan and his companion.
Ning Fan punched a wolf trying to sneak attack in midair, skewing its head and slamming it against the wall, breaking all its bones.
Perhaps sensing Ning Fan’s strength, the remaining wolves didn’t attack rashly but circled around him, waiting for a chance.
They were smart, but Ning Fan was no fool either.
Seeing them slow down, attempting to encircle him, he ran up the wall, bypassing the wolves that tried to surround him.
Alei was up ahead, coordinating with Ning Fan.
He tore off an iron gate and, as Ning Fan approached, he slammed it hard into the concrete floor with a loud thunder, leaving the inmates in the adjacent cells stunned.
“Move!” Seeing the wolves approaching, Ning Fan shouted again.
The iron gate, as tall as a man, wouldn’t stop the vicious pack for long—they still needed to run urgently.
He wasn’t afraid of the wolves, but with the pack so large, it would cause too much commotion—who knew if there were other packs inside?
He could take on ten wolves, maybe a hundred, but what about a thousand?
The running wolf pack didn’t slow down; instead, they sped up.
The leading wolves leaped, jumping over the nearly two-meter-high iron gate.