章節 212: The Art of Stealth

The dark corridor was dimly lit, and from some corner of the room in the dark, there would be faint moans of pain that reached his ears from time to time.

The air was filled with an indescribable stench. It seemed like it was rotten, but it also seemed like something disgusting that had never been cleaned up, causing it to ferment.

The previous poodle was also carried over in a sack like Liao Zixuan.

Therefore, this was the first time he had seen the scene outside the prison cell. Perhaps it was because of the psychological effect of the prison break, Teddy became more and more nervous.

He covered his nose and waved the air in an attempt to get rid of the stench.

He quickened his pace and got closer to the mysterious young prisoner who was leading the way.

It was said that people tended to talk when they were nervous, and Teddy was the same.