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Chapter 3

    Xia Zuo didn't know what César was thinking at this moment.

    He regretted for three seconds that he had to give up on the brilliant idea of ​​tunneling, and then began to walk eagerly towards the metal door.

    The pretty frail black-haired boy also turned around and followed curiously, but stood about two meters away from him.

    "I originally planned to leave here quietly, but since the outside is already in such a mess, it's really better to just break in..." Xia Zuo grabbed the two metal bars with both hands, lowered his eyes, and exerted a little force—the metal bars

    deformed .

    César: "..."

    Xia Zuo showed an expected expression on the deformed metal bar, obviously very skilled at it.

    César said slowly,

    "Nurse?"

    Xia Zuo chuckled, "I usually heal enemies who have been seriously injured by me but can't die." The teammate who was seriously injured

    and healed just now smiled. : "You are so kind."

    The brown-haired boy didn't understand the meaning of César's words at all. He stepped out of the prison door first, then turned around and stretched out his hand, and put his palm in front of the inmate he just met: " We have to run faster!"

    He saw the black-haired boy standing where he was, with half of his body hidden in the shadows, his beautiful blue eyes shone slightly, and a clear smile appeared on his face.

    "My cardiopulmonary function and lower body strength are poor, so I can't keep up with Xia Zuo at close range." He said softly, but there was no emotion in his words.

    "Well then, I'll help you divert your attention to attract firepower, and you quietly follow behind me," Xia Zuo comforted him, "If you're in danger, just call me, and I'll save you!" "Now—" His

    eyes His eyes sharpened, and he sensed that someone was about to come over, "We have to get out of here!"

    Xia Zuo doesn't know much about things that require high-intensity use of the brain. For him, everything that can be reckless is reckless. .

    Even prison guards with guns posed little threat to him.

    With the addition of a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, he quickly saw the prison gate. At the same time, he did not forget to look around, trying to find the traces of César, to see if he was following, and was ready to hunt for someone at any time.

    "..."

    What about people?

    He's at the door!

    He was a little worried about the other party, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he finally came up with the brilliant idea of ​​going back and carrying the thin boy and running together. However, at this moment, one of his feet just stepped on the area belonging to the gate of the prison.

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