Chapter 659: Falling into the Trap?

nor did he receive any answer, before being sent back.Damn it! Damn it!The burning anger in his chest made it hard for Ye Mo to calm down.Although he knew deep down that he couldn't do anything in the...Both Qi Rongdao and Cao Xin, who were engaged in conversation, changed their expressions.

Because, that sound is coming from the basement!

"What's going on! Didn't you just take Fang Changsheng in" Qi Rongdao stood up and asked in a deep voice.

"I locked him up in the deepest, most secure cell and put ten Spirit-Suppressing Shackles on him! And he's injured so badly he can't even speak... how could this be… It couldn't be him!" Cao Xin's face flickered with uncertainty as he said.

Qi Rong's face was as dark as thunder. He stood there, deep in thought for a few seconds, then with a flick of his sleeve, he walked out of the office.

Thinking of what might happen, Cao Xin's face turned pale, and he hurriedly followed.

Three minutes later, in front of the gate to the deepest cell in the underground prison's most secure wing, stood a large group of martial artists.

At this time, the cell door was open.

Qi Rong and Cao Xin stood at the front.

They stared straight ahead, mouths agape, expressions frozen in horrified disbelief.

And the crowd of warriors behind them all wore similar expressions.

Everyone was stunned by the sight before them.

Across from them, a massive hole appeared in the thick, special walls of the cell!

The outline of this hole looks like a handprint!

Outside the opening, connecting it was a black underground passage blasted out.

From afar, a glimmer could be seen in the distance.

Everything before my eyes speaks volumes.

Just moments after being sent to his cell... Fang Changsheng escaped again.

And, from the handprint indentation in the cell wall, it can be seen that... Fang Changsheng relied on himself to leave here...

How could this be possible!

Wasn't he beaten badly by the old man

He clearly still had ten layers of Spirit Suppression Shackles on him! He couldn't use his true energy at all!

How could he have pierced through such a thick wall without using his qi figure.Compared to the red executioner, his voice was deeper and more resonant.Upon hearing this voice, the ghost kneeling before the prince's eyes turned red with excitement, trembling all over.It i...