If you want to be the leader of the devil, you must first defeat the devil, and deal with the wicked, which is worse than the wicked.
The mouse ghost king took me into the warden’s dream and warned him that if I were not released from the confinement room, it would take my life away.
Leaving the warden’s dream, I stayed in the office with the mouse ghost king. The warden was awakened by the nightmare and hurriedly got up and went to the front office. He picked up the phone on the desk and dialed the number of the duty room.
"I'm the warden, are you the guard on duty?"
The end of the microphone responded: "Your Excellency the warden, I am the prison guard Tyred on duty tonight, may I ask you what order?"
The warden anxiously said: "Inspector Tyred, you go to the confinement room immediately and take the Iron Warrior back to the cell. Don't let him die, otherwise I won't be able to deal with the FBI!"
The Tyred prison guard immediately took the order, hung up, and called his colleague to rush to the confinement room.
The mouse ghost king was relieved. After thanking him, I quickly returned to the confinement room to merge with the body. As soon as I woke up, the door of the confinement room was opened from the outside. Officer Tyred stood at the door and said to me: "You , Out!"
I hurriedly walked out of the confinement room, and a cool breeze blew by, feeling extremely refreshed.
The two prison guards covered their noses, caught me in the middle, and returned to the prison.
I also smelled a sour smell from my body, it was time to take a bath.
Terad deliberately fetched the key to the bathhouse from the duty room and opened the bathroom door. I said, "I'm hungry and want to eat!" and acted to eat.
The other party understood, so I went into the bathroom to take off my clothes and take a bath, but the shower head could not release hot water. The prison guard picked up the tap and started washing at me.
Tyred called Sally on the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and asked him to go to the restaurant.
After taking a shower, I changed into a new prison uniform and followed Tyred to the restaurant. Old Wu brought me a meal with sleepy eyes and mumbled to me: "That’s you, if you change to something else Prisoner, I won't work overtime to open a small stove, but I'm exhausted!" He sat aside and yawned.
I gobbled up and threw a thankful look at him. Tyred went to the restaurant door to smoke, leaving the guard to look at me, but Lao Wu handed a cigarette to the guard, and the two started swallowing the fire. Clouds and mists.
"Are we here again?" I said vaguely with rice and potatoes in my mouth.
Old Wu let out a puff of smoke and replied: "What's so strange about this, you have to be careful of that stick, he has been asking about your whereabouts!"
I swallowed a bite of my meal and said, "This stick is not enough to suffer, this newcomer must make him full!"
After eating the food, Old Wu handed the prison guard another cigarette. I picked up the dinner plate and went to the sink for cleaning. Old Wu followed and asked me in a low voice: "Did you see the new prisoner?"
I replied in a low voice: "Yes, he is my comrade-in-arms, and we are going to unite the prisoners here to escape together!"
After hearing this, Lao Wu closed his mouth in surprise, and asked me a moment later: "You are crazy, unless someone outside responds, you don't want to leave here at all!"
I handed the washed dinner plate to him, affirming: "Don't worry, I am definitely not having a fever and talking nonsense!"
Tyred took me back to the cell, and was still in the same room as my brother-in-law, but he moved to the lower bunk to sleep.
The prison guard locked the door of the cell again, and I came to the bed and kicked the iron frame of the camp bed, motioning him to go back to his bunk to sleep.
Yingnan was a little surprised when he saw me coming back suddenly. He suddenly got up from the sex and asked me: "Yuan Sang, are you back?"
I didn't answer, he consciously climbed to the upper bunk with the bedding and continued to lie down.
With no sleepiness, he asked me in a low voice, "I heard that you did something with that Korean Cha Min-soo?"
I was lying on the bed, very tired, and didn't want to answer, so I replied in a daze, "Yes, I pushed him into the cesspool to work!"
After hearing this, the British man immediately sat up on the bunk, leaned over his body, and pointed his head out to ask me, "Really? You are so amazing!"
A warning from the prison guard came from the door. The British man was busy laying on the bed. After the guard left, he continued to ask me in a low voice, but I had already snored.
The British man had to close his eyes and fall asleep, and my soul quickly entered his dream.
This Japanese dream is in a skyscraper. I sat at the desk opposite him and explained to him: "I enter your dream and chat with you. This is called Tuomeng!"
"Tuomeng?" Ying Nan asked me in Chinese.
I nodded in response, and slowly said, "Do you want to leave this prison and return to your home country?"
He showed a desperate expression and replied choked: "Although nominally I was sentenced to fifteen years in prison, I understand that when I stepped into this prison, I had already stepped on the threshold of hell. I'm afraid Only after death can the soul leave this prison!"
"Wrong, even if you die, your soul can't leave here, because under the prison is hell." I warned him.
The British man let out a cry, and I comforted him: "Actually, you don't have to despair. You don't have to be completely desperate. As long as you are willing to listen to my arrangements, I can take you out of this prison!"
The other party stopped sobbing and cast a questioning look at me.
"Do you believe in my abilities?" I asked Ying Nan, expressionless, and shook my head dumbly.
I said: "I can transfer the FBI helicopter, and I will also fly this kind of aircraft. I must have heard the sound of the helicopter landing. As long as we cooperate well, I will have the opportunity to seize the helicopter. , And then take everyone out of here!"
The British man thought for a moment, and then he issued a rebuttal to me: "Even if you can grab a helicopter, don’t forget that there are anti-aircraft guns installed on all the commanding heights of the island, and even if you drive a helicopter out of the anti-aircraft gun. Range, but the prison guards who stayed on the island will definitely notify the nearby navy that you still cannot escape the border of the United States!"
He had many worries, and he was talking about the actual situation, so I asked, "Anything else?"
The British man said solemnly: "Well, even if you get out of the pursuit of the U.S. army in a helicopter, where can you escape?"
"To the east is California in the United States, to the northwest is ours, Japan, and to the south is Australia. Unless there is sufficient fuel on this helicopter and you can directly fly the plane back to your country, you will land in any nearby country. , The U.S. government will extradite you back!"
What he said was correct, but I took a sip of water, moisturized my throat, and slowly rebutted: "We Chinese have an old saying, we don’t live for freedom, we would rather resist death! Instead of accepting it, we wait for death in pain. , It would be better to resist vigorously, even if we fail, the big deal is a death, but if we succeed, then we will win freedom for the rest of our lives, we are still young, and we have a lot of good times!"
"Freedom, youth, good time!" The British man's chest heaves violently. (End of this chapter)