"Kill him! Damn it, I don't believe it. Can a little prison guard turn the world upside down?"

"Kill him! I'm going to cut off all his limbs and let him taste that kind of pain! I'm going to peel off his skin!"

"Charge! Let's all rush up together, and he'll be done for! There are so many of us!"

"..."

Except for the prisoners who were hiding in their cells and afraid to come out, the remaining three or four hundred prisoners all rushed towards Duan Lei, who had already reached the third floor. Each one was as if injected with chicken blood, because they knew this was their last chance.

Unfortunately, they chose the wrong battlefield. If it had been in the atrium on the first floor, where there was enough space, and they had surrounded Ding Ning, rushing forward to hold him regardless of their own lives, then Ding Ning might really have been killed by them.

But the problem was that they were now on the third floor. The corridor was only about one and a half meters wide at most, enough for three people to walk side by side at best. Although there were many of them, they couldn't face Ding Ning at the same time. Each time, only two people could face Ding Ning. If three people were together, they would all be squeezed together and unable to attack.

And by the time the prisoners realized this, it was too late. The prisoners in the front wanted to retreat, but the people behind were pushing forward. They simply couldn't retreat.

The prisoners in the back weren't blind to this fact, but they weren't at the very front, so of course they couldn't let those people retreat. They hoped that the people in front could kill Ding Ning, so they wouldn't have to take the risk.

But what they didn't expect was that the people in front didn't kill Ding Ning. As they died, they gradually moved to the front, and by this time, they wanted to retreat, but it was already impossible. The people behind them wouldn't let them retreat.

So, with this mentality, the prisoners surged forward one after another. Ding Ning didn't rush forward either, because rushing to the front would lead to the stairs, and then the prisoners would have new options, and he might face attacks from other directions.

Ding Ning was lucky enough to awaken his talent and become an Awakened, but after all, his combat experience was insufficient. Before, he had only relied on the anger in his heart, his Awakened's powerful physique, and his talent abilities and skills to sweep away those prisoners.

But now, he had consumed a lot of his stamina, so Ding Ning didn't try to be brave. He even retreated as he fought, in order to give himself more space!

And it was Ding Ning's retreat that gave the prisoners in the back hope. They shouted, "He's retreating, he's almost out of strength! Brothers, put in more effort!" as they desperately pushed the prisoners in front of them, hoping to pile Ding Ning to death with the lives of other prisoners. As if as soon as Ding Ning died, they could escape and save their lives. As for the people at the door, they had selectively forgotten about them.

Ding Ning had already dropped the baseball bat and was only using the war blade that Li Chenzhou had exchanged for him from the Slaughter Mall. He only cut off limbs, not vital areas. So, in the corridor on the third floor, there were severed limbs everywhere, as well as prisoners who had lost their limbs. Because of Ding Ning's retreat, many prisoners were trampled to death by other prisoners and then turned into zombies!

People who had their arms cut off were completely unable to fight, but it wasn't like that after they turned into zombies. Although they were trampled underfoot, they still opened their mouths and bit at the ankles next to them. Some prisoners were bitten, but they were squeezed in the corridor and couldn't retreat.

As the casualties among the prisoners increased, those prisoners began to feel despair. Some prisoners close to Ding Ning even jumped directly from the railings, preferring to break their arms and legs than to be cut down.

Even some clever ones, when passing by the cell doors, simply crawled in and then hid inside. So, scheming prisoners were able to escape the ranks by hiding, while those who had no schemes, or who were already dominated by fear, could only be forced to push towards Ding Ning and then fall in a pool of blood.

Qing Lang had already secretly run to the top floor. Because of his summoning, all the prisoners had gathered together, so there wasn't a single prisoner on the top floor now. And because it was too high, no prisoners had dragged the survivors here, so he was the only one on the entire sixth floor!

Qing Lang quietly leaned against the innermost part of the corridor, squatting down and moving slowly, afraid of being discovered by the people below. His target was the ventilation hole in the ceiling. As long as he opened the ventilation hole, he could hide inside, and even climb to the outside through the ventilation ducts!

In normal times, it would definitely be impossible to escape through the ventilation hole, because the ventilation hole wasn't in the cell, but outside the corridor. Anyone could see it as soon as they looked up, and there was also surveillance there.

In addition, the exit of the ventilation hole was on the roof of this building. The roof of the prison wasn't like other buildings with a terrace, but a gable type. Once you stood on it, the sentries in the surrounding watchtowers would immediately shoot you dead!

But now, Qing Lang felt that no one would be watching the surveillance, as for the sentries? The prison guards were all dead, could these ordinary people think of standing guard? Especially with such a big thing happening inside!

Therefore, Qing Lang felt that this was an opportunity for him, so he summoned everyone, hoping to use them to attract everyone's attention, so that he would have a chance to escape!

As for how many prisoners would die as a result? Qing Lang wouldn't care. Moreover, he felt that these people would definitely not survive today. Ding Ning wouldn't let go of any criminals, so either way they would die. If he could exchange the death of all the other prisoners for his own survival, it would be a bargain.

Approaching the ventilation hole with trepidation, Qing Lang looked down at Li Chenzhou on the floor below and the people at the door, and found that their attention was all on Ding Ning and the prisoners in front of him. Looking at Ding Ning's side, Qing Lang found that the prisoners who had rushed up had been killed by about half in this short period of time.

He knew that he couldn't delay any longer, otherwise, when the battle ended, it would probably be impossible for him to open the cover of the ventilation hole, and Ding Ning would definitely come to the top floor to check!

So, Qing Lang gritted his teeth, slowly climbed onto the railing of the corridor, and then stepped on the railing, slowly rising up, finally reaching out and supporting the ceiling.

Carefully reaching out, he removed the cover of the ventilation hole, inevitably making some noise. Qing Lang's heart was in his throat. He stole a glance downward, and only after confirming that no one was paying attention did he breathe a sigh of relief. He pulled off the cover, then clamped it with his legs, grabbed the ventilation hole with both hands, and suddenly exerted force, his upper body entering the ventilation hole...