Under the stunned gaze of all the prisoners, Tian Xingjian took down the game controller, closed the cell door, casually picked up an energy gun, and walked toward a cell not far away.
The once-dancing automatic patrol guns, which spun around like puppets under the control of mechanical arms, now seemed lifeless, staying still as the eerie Fatty wandered through them. Every prisoner realized that a jailbreak shocking enough to rattle all of Gazalin was unfolding right before their eyes.
A prisoner from cell D7 was already waiting at the door. Seeing Fatty approach, he opened the cell door that had been wedged shut with an iron piece and stepped out. The other prisoners in the same cell, intimidated by the energy gun in Fatty's hands, wisely maintained the necessary silence.
