186, Jailbreak

At 7 p.m., when lights were about to be extinguished for bedtime, an unexplainable and deadly aura filled the streets.

On the long street covered in white snow, there were only sporadic hoof prints, making it seem eerily deserted, unlike the world of living beings.

Outside the inner prison, by about two miles, in a dimly lit alley to the south of the city, Liang Mao'er was dozing on a stack of broken baskets, while Liang Gou'er held the Liang family long knife in his arms, a withered yellow stalk clenched between his teeth, leaning against the wall in utter boredom, "Hey, kid, how much longer do we have to wait?"

She Dengke peered cautiously around the corner of the alley, his back to Liang Mao'er and Liang Gou'er without turning back he said, "Wait a bit more, in another fifteen minutes it will be 9 to 11 p.m., and we'll be safe. Brother Gou'er, don't move around under the shelter where there's no snow, and later there'll be people coming to patrol."