“Why… didn’t you dodge… Are you okay?” Little Lolita asked the elderly man with a deep frown. She placed all her strength behind that hit…
“Why should I dodge…?” The elderly man looked at Little Lolita with a face full of incomprehension.
Little Lolita: “…”
Ye Wanwan looked at the elderly man. This old man’s strength was truly inordinary. When Little Lolita’s strike landed, his body was akin to a placid lake surface and it didn’t generate a single ripple, so he had to be an expert.
As for the rest of these people, none of them were weak either since they were imprisoned by the Martial Arts Union.
“Boss…”
At that moment, a young man wearing leisure clothes walked toward Ye Wanwan. “Boss… We made a lot of friends imprisoned in the sixth-floor prison… We heard people mention that there were survivors of the Rose of Death imprisoned in the fifth-floor prison…”
Ye Wanwan’s expression didn’t shift, but she was inwardly shocked.
The sixth-floor prison was the death prison established by the previous president of the Martial Arts Union, and it was composed of six floors in total.
They said that the heavier the crime, the higher the imprisoned floor.
From the third floor onward, all the prisoners were extremely evil and savage people. When you reached the fourth and fifth floor… the prisoners were even more terrifying.
As for who was imprisoned on the sixth floor? The residents of the Independent State had no idea.
However, this young man was saying there were survivors of the Rose of Death imprisoned on the fifth floor.
Could it be that the Rose of Death really existed in this world…
However, didn’t Nameless Nie say the Rose of Death was merely a book mixed with illustrations and was completely fabricated…
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