From the depths of the prison came the sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves.
It was as if a group of lunatics were partying, twisting, screaming, venting, and going crazy.
The sound was so distorted and chaotic that it directly caused sensory discomfort. This was a challenge to order, a provocation of madness and disdain, as well as a demonstration.
Sun Lang smiled. "You're quite energetic, huh?"
But it was pardonable. These guys were lunatics from the Lihuo Kingdom. They were defined as felons by the theocratic country and were deemed as unpardonable criminals by the Heresy Tribunal.
Every one of them carried a bloody sin. The reason they could still live in this world was because they had certain skills that the Church felt they were still useful and needed to fight for. After all, the country only cared about benefits and benefits, while the people cared about good and evil. After all, they were still useful.
So naturally, when these pure and twisted criminals suddenly found out that they had been sold by the Church to the people of the Empire, it could be seen as a betrayal. Their future was uncertain, and their life and death were unknown. They did not even know what kind of fate they were about to face. They did not know what the person who controlled their fate was planning, did not know his personality, and did not know what he was going to do to them …
So, for them to show such a vicious, twisted, and crazy performance, it could probably explain one thing.
They were hiding their fear. No matter how well they hid it, they were still hiding their fear.
Sun Lang smiled. "As expected, it's reasonable. After all, they are humans. After all, they are only humans. They will always have weaknesses and things that they are afraid of.
Other than the fact that the Church wants to use them, their performance and cooperation is another reason why they are able to survive until now despite being dangerous felons … If they were pure and fearless lunatics, how could they have survived until now? "
Courrier said coldly, "They are just demonstrating their power. Just kill a few people."
Sun Lang did not comment. The three of them walked into the depths of the prison. It could be seen that this place was really well renovated. It could be called an iron bastion. All the materials and construction were chosen with the ultimate goal of imprisoning and detaining the Sky Demon. There were soldiers with sharp swords standing guard at intervals.
The group of Li Fire prisoners were locked up in one area. According to the map, it was equivalent to a huge enclosed square. The individual cells were separated by strong compartments. Strange cries and howls came from inside. They were getting louder and louder. It was simply unbearable.
Sun Lang turned his head and asked the temporary prison officer with a smile, "What do you think we should do?"
The officer hesitated for a moment before saying, "Forgive me for presumptuously guessing, but I'm afraid that you didn't specially renovate this prison and appointed a group of my men to guard it. You didn't bring these foreign devils here to do hard labor. If you were really looking for hard labor, there are plenty of felons in Mingzhou. Why go through so much trouble?"
"Moreover, this humble one has seen these people before. From their eyes, I can see that these foreigners have killed many people. I'm afraid that none of them are ordinary people.
Therefore, Young Master, you specifically brought these prisoners here. I'm afraid you want to subdue them and make them sacrifice themselves. "
Sun Lang nodded and said, "Go on."
Almost encouraged, the officer spoke a little faster. "This humble one was born in the army, so I know some military principles. If you want to win the hearts of the soldiers and make them sacrifice themselves, you have to use both kindness and power.
These Rakshasa Demons are barbaric and rude. According to the rules and teachings passed down by the ancient sages, you have to beat them up first, occupy their land, kill all those who resist, destroy their writings and books, and beat them until they are scared and forget their roots. Then, you have to educate them with etiquette and tame them with benefits, just like taming dogs … "
Courrier was annoyed by the officer's words, especially when he said "these Rakshasa Demons are barbaric and rude". This made the Rakshasa Demon very unhappy. After all, it was normal for foreign friends to be unhappy in the face of the Houtu Empire's bone-deep arrogance. "F * ck your mother, we are also a civilized and powerful country, okay?"
She snorted and said, "You people of the Empire have a lot of tricks. Using kindness and power, wasting food. Sun Lang, you just go in and beat them all up. If they don't agree, kill them. Kill them until they are convinced."
She glanced at the officer and said proudly, "Slalos are not so particular. The strong are respected, and the weak are obeyed. Look at the wolf pack on the ice field. Does the winner have to appease the loser?
Human beings are also animals. Human beings have the instinct to obey the strong in their bones. That's all! "
Sun Lang yawned. "In other words, I have to casually walk into the twisted madness and laughter of these guys and behave very plainly in exchange for their more wanton mockery, mockery, and provocation. Then, when they laugh weirdly, I have to casually throw a punch and smash the few people who are shouting the loudest into meat paste. Then, I will release my domineering aura and suppress them all to the ground with my powerful pressure. Then, I will tell them in a domineering voice, 'Submit, or die?'"
"…" Courrier's expression was a bit subtle. "This is undoubtedly a good way to deal with them, but why does it feel a bit weird when you say that?"
Sun Lang shrugged and said, "It's very simple. I'm not young anymore. I've passed the age where the waiter in the hotel complained that his clothes were not high-end enough and the salesman in the mall doubted that he could afford to buy things. In other words, only qualified opponents can feel my pretentiousness!"
As he said this, his expression became cold, and a rare master's demeanor appeared on his face. He proudly said, "In other words, this group of Russians from Distant Fire have poor martial arts. I can knock down three hundred people with one finger. Such trash don't even have the qualifications to be a side character and exclaim at how terrifying this King is!"
Although his words were still a bit subtle, there was no doubt that the officer and Miss Courrier had completely understood Sun Lang's point of pressure. Even if a real master said something very strange, he could still convince passers-by with the demeanor and aura of a master. The current Sun Lang was indeed like this!
In the eyes of the two, Sun Lang, who had the demeanor of a master and was as handsome as jade, appeared very confident and calm. It was as if he already had the pearl of wisdom in his hands and had thought of how to elegantly subdue this group of fierce Distant Fire felons.
Then they saw Sun Lang take out a strange iron cylinder from his pocket and throw it forward with force. It passed through the peeping fence of the steel door and flew into the prison area.
Then he took out the Fire Qilin and directly threw a shot.
The loud sound of the Fire Qilin gave everyone a fright. Needless to say, the officer and the jailer were all too familiar with the sound of gunfire. Especially in the distant Empire, when they heard the loud sound of gunpowder exploding, it was as if they recalled their mother's affectionate scolding and the double-barreled shotgun in her hands.
Other than Courrier — — After Sun Lang threw this thing, Courrier recalled the nightmare she had encountered in the Marquis of Jingan's manor that day. The yellow-green sprite flying in front of the Blazing Angel's visor was simply a nightmare that she would never forget in her life. Thus, she immediately retreated a few steps.
There was an explosive bang. That was the correction of order against chaos. It was the general attack of justice against evil.
In the next instant, those twisted and crazy laughter and strange cries all turned into frightened roars and roars. This was the most instinctive reaction of humans. Even the most vicious villain and the most twisted criminal would not be able to maintain their sense of self in this sudden and unexpected change.
Against evil, one must not tolerate it. One must be as cold as the winter.
Sun Lang, with his world-class military commanding skills, displayed the decisiveness to pursue the enemy while they were victorious and expand the results of the battle. He also had the tactical accomplishment of calling for a few rounds of cannon fire to wipe out the ground when things were not settled. He skillfully put on the gas mask and then threw out another five bullets in one go.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
The six-barrel magazine of the Blazing Qilin ejected hot bullets, symbolizing another victory of justice against evil. At this point, the disgusting howls from before had already disappeared. The chaotic and crazy people had already received the punishment they deserved. They were currently letting out miserable cries and angry roars. Moreover, they could not do anything to their enemies. It was really a great victory to their heart's content.
Sun Lang gave a thumbs up to the two people beside him and said with a smile, "Look, isn't this more exciting than walking in like an idiot and first mocking them and then acting pretentious and slapping them in the face?"
At this time, the sour smell had already drifted out. Courrier had already taken out another gas mask from Sun Lang's body and put it on her face. However, the military officer did not receive this kind of treatment. He covered his nose with both hands and leaned against the wall. He looked at Sun Lang with a terrified expression. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Sun Lang just smiled. It was normal for mortals to be unable to understand the behavior of geniuses. He waited silently for a while, then took a deep breath and shouted in the half-baked Slalor language, "Quiet!"
Ordinary people could not resist the roar that was driven by the Houtu warrior's vigorous internal energy. This group of felons was the first to encounter this kind of upheaval. In their panic, they heard the familiar roar in their mother tongue. They were all shocked on the spot. The atmosphere was strangely silent for a moment.
Before they could react and start cursing again, a second roar followed, "If you make any more noise, you will sleep in shit today!"
Courrier sighed helplessly.
Sun Lang smiled at her. "I was going to say 'If you make any more noise, I will throw five more until you are quiet', but I forgot how to say this sentence in Slalor, so I can only say it like that … Ahahahaha, don't misunderstand. I am not such a bad person."
Courrier's expression was subtle. I really want to know how you know how to say 'sleep in shit' in Slalor … What did you learn when you first learned?
She sighed. "I can help you translate."
Sun Lang whispered, "Then hurry up. You don't know internal energy, so you can't shout loudly. Translate it for me first."
Courrier said, "Ask."
"Well … The next sentence is, prisoners, you are still prisoners, but you have a new master. Now I want to announce the first rule to you."
This sentence was very normal, so Creel quickly translated it. After Sun Lang had memorized it by rote, using a martial artist's ability to control their body to the smallest detail, and using his dantian to speak, he was able to imitate the intonation perfectly.
"The first rule is silence. Keep quiet in front of me. Keep quiet when I speak. Don't make any noise. Follow the rules, otherwise …"
After Sun Lang shouted, there was a faint commotion inside.
Then …
"Otherwise, violators will become everyone's toilet. Do you know what a toilet is?
It's like digging a latrine pit and locking you in it. The people around you, your enemies, your enemies, and the people you don't like no matter what, can all defecate and pee on your head until you are drowned!
You can defecate and pee as much as you want! "
The people inside fell into a terrible silence. Even in the dark Divine Kingdom of Flames, even in the brutal Gulag Purgatory, no prison guard could think of such a terrible punishment.
Taking advantage of the second intimidation, Sun Lang continued, "Does everyone understand?
Is there anyone who wants to bravely test my credibility?
The whole world knows that the people of the Empire pay great attention to integrity. We will keep our word. If we say we will kill your whole family, we will definitely kill your whole family. If we say we will turn you into a toilet, we will definitely turn you into a toilet. By the way, I encourage you to report each other! "
Hearing this, some people who were about to make a move stopped. Reporting each other would kill them. After all, they were all lunatics. There was no unity or friendship in the dictionary of lunatics, only suspicion and betrayal.
Sun Lang listened for a moment and shouted with satisfaction, "It seems that we have a good start!
You scum and criminals, listen up. I bought you from the Church, not for you to eat shit. This is the Empire, far away from the damn Church. You can have a new life, even better than before. The premise is that you are obedient enough. In front of your new master, put away your fangs and cunning. Be good dogs, obedient dogs! "
This time, he did not give the prisoners a chance to think and directly threw out the next sentence.
"Whoever wants to see the new master you are loyal to, you can sign up now. Call out your name, and then I will hear it. Those who are brave enough to try will first get a chance to take a bath and a new set of clothes. Then we can see what kind of people each other is, and the rest of the idiots will have to stay here for a day. By the way, I only need thirty people!"
Even if they were lunatics and felons, they were still human.
After all, they were human.
In an instant, no matter what kind of mentality they had, no matter what kind of plan they had, many people fought to be the first to shout their names.
Sun Lang listened for a moment and then repeated the first thirty people who shouted out the names of the first thirty people without missing anything. "Well, the dogs who have been liberated from the shit pit, someone will soon let you out to take a bath. Are you surprised?
Like I said, as long as you make a sound, I will be able to hear it. "
Then he smiled and said, "By the way, take it as a meeting gift. I will kindly remind you to pay attention to the first rule, silence."
Those who were not chosen and wanted to roar out in protest were immediately intimidated by a mysterious force and obediently shut their mouths. They were unbelievably quiet.
After all, if it was just being hacked to death, these people were not very afraid of death. But that kind of terrible punishment … no one wanted to try it.
Sun Lang turned his head and smiled at the two of them. "You see, compared to directly going in and beating people up without saying anything, isn't this method more elegant and civilized?"
Courrier was already speechless.
Sun Lang took out the prison map that the officer had given him before and used his fingernail to mark the location of the thirty people's cells. It was a simple skill to determine the location by listening.
He said, "Take a few people and bring these guys out to take a bath and change their clothes. Also, pay attention to safety. Although these old Russians don't know internal energy, they still know how to fight and kill. Don't fail miserably."
The officer blinked and looked inside again. The horrible smell was almost tangible, like a demon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, grinning at him.
His voice was still tinged with fear. "Me?"
Sun Lang rolled his eyes. "Nonsense, do I have to do this kind of rough work myself?"