"What sentence?"
"Indefinite. No parole. No visits."
"I gonna go see."
"good!"
Zhao Dianchun immediately led the way.
Passed several iron gates. Zhang Yong entered the cell. All sorts of foul odors came from the place.
It seems that sometimes, appearances are really deceiving. The appearance of Laohuqiao Prison is much taller than that of Tilanqiao Prison. However, the cells inside were small.
Two meters long and two meters wide. Two meters high. Eat, drink, and have sex inside. There aren't even windows. There are only iron gates.
It might be okay in winter. it is summer now. That stuffy.
He couldn't help but put his hand to cover his mouth.
I definitely can't stand this kind of hellish place.
stench……
Eat, drink, and have sex inside. What do you think it would taste like? Directly smoke people to death!
asphyxia.
Pinch your nose.
With great difficulty, we reached the innermost cell.
You can't even see anyone inside.
Zhang Yong frowned.
Even if the person is alive. He's disabled now, too.
After being locked up for so long, his body functions have long since deteriorated. Even if you take it out, it will be of no use.
"Zhuo Yungui!"
"Zhuo Yungui!"
Zhao Dianchun shouted loudly.
There was no response from inside the cell. It's as if the person is dead.
"Someone wants to take you out..."
"roll!"
Finally, there was a response from inside the cell.
Only then did Zhang Yong see clearly. There are indeed people inside. But huddled in a corner.
All right. Almost a human did it.
disappointment.
Such people are definitely useless.
never mind. another.
I feel that Virgo's suggestion is unreliable.
It's better to go to the army and select people. At least in good health.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, someone shouted hoarsely.
Zhang Yong turned around. I found a person hanging on the iron door. Apparently it was someone inside who did it.
Skinny. Dying.
frown.
"Why did you ask me to go out?"
"Kill the Japanese."
Zhang Yong answered straightforwardly.
that is the truth.
"How many to kill?"
"Kill them all."
"What?"
"I can bail you out. Get you free. But you need to do something for us."
"What to do?"
"Said. Kill the Japanese."
"How many to kill?"
"Kill them all."
"How many to kill?"
"Kill them all."
Rengan asked repeatedly. Zhang Yong repeated the answer.
Let’s put the ugly words first. Complete restoration of your freedom is impossible.
You are a tool.
Well, maybe you can call it a tool man.
Trade your life for freedom.
If you fight against the Japanese invaders, you may die.
If you're afraid, don't accept it. Once accepted, there are no changes.
"I promise……"
"But I won't agree!"
Zhang Yong temporarily changed his attention.
He doesn't want such a person. There's no point in coming.
The selection must be made public.
It would be better to hold a prison sports meeting...
right.
preferred selection.
If you want to regain your freedom, you have to show your skills.
Turn around and leave.
It wasn't until he left the cell that he could breathe again.
Very girly. I will never go to jail again. It's really not a place for people to stay. Unless there's gold in it.
"Warden Zhao, let's try another method."
"you say."
"You let people out and let them climb out of the walls."
"What?"
"Tell the guards not to shoot. Tell them to crawl out."
"clear!"
Zhao Dianchun immediately went to make arrangements.
Since Zhang Yong was not satisfied with the person he selected, he had no choice but to leave it to him.
Zhang Yong was watching from outside.
The walls are very high. It's about seven meters.
The surface is very smooth. There is almost nothing to focus on.
At least, that's how it seems to Zhang Yong.
Of course, in the eyes of some experts, it shouldn't be difficult.
The old beggar from the Japanese invaders was very flexible in his movements, and could walk on all kinds of rugged terrain as if he were on smooth ground.
Climbing over the wall is a basic skill.
If you can't pass this level, everything else is in vain.
Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi couldn't do it. Yan Guangkun and the others probably can't either. Agents who have been formally trained may not be very good.
Only those who take advantage of the side can do it.
Zhang Yong asked someone to bring a table and a chair and sit outside. Waiting for someone to climb out from the high wall.
He also asked people to prepare some water and steamed buns. Useful for a while.
Then……
Just wait.
"drop!"
Someone blew a whistle inside.
Instructions begin to release people.
Zhang Yong sat down. Half-tilt head. Waiting for someone to show up.
Look at the watch. calculating time.
Thirty seconds...
One minute……
Suddenly, someone's head shook.
Zhang Yong lowered his head and looked at his watch. Oh boy, it’s just over seventy seconds.
What kind of talented person can actually climb such a high wall in more than a minute?
Cowhide!
The word "service" must be capitalized.
look carefully. I found that the other party looked old. Wrinkled face.
Strange. He's actually an old guy?
Or do you look anxious?
Calm and calm. Continue to observe.
The climb is not over yet. Haven't climbed down yet. It's also difficult.
Who knew that the old guy was leaning against the wall and just slipped down. It landed lightly on the ground.
In fact, the wall has a slight slope. Not exactly vertical. He took advantage of this.
Even so, it is very powerful.
He hesitated. Came to Zhang Yong. a little nervous. A little cramped. Looking forward to it again.
"name?"
"Huang Shang."
"What?"
Zhang Yong was stunned.
emperor? Your name is domineering!
Fortunately, Zhong Yang next to him had already handed over relevant information. oh. It turned out to be called Huang Shang!
This name is still a bit overwhelming! No wonder he went to jail.
"Eat. Drink water. Come again."
Zhang Yong said.
One climb is certainly not enough. Have to crawl back and forth.
Why?
Deliberately tormenting the other party. See the other person's reaction.
If the opponent throws his hat. Very girly. Quit. Then you can go back to jail.
He, Zhang Yong, does not have such great ability. Can't control them.
what to do? There must be one or two obedient ones. Can fight again. Obedient again. Mainly a submissive.
When he was a child, he watched martial arts, and his biggest dream was to find a group of female warriors as wives. Young, beautiful, able to fight, and able to warm the bed...
Huang Shang ate the steamed buns silently.
I ate five in one sitting.
Zhang Yong:? ? ?
So edible? One bite?
Hey, these are steamed buns bigger than your fist!
OK. you eat. Eat whatever you want.
As long as you have real ability, the steamed buns will satisfy you.
wrong. It’s about having enough food. There are chicken, duck and fish. Your satisfaction is guaranteed.
Our Fuxing Club never loses money on food expenses.
Huang Shang continued to eat steamed buns.
Five more were quickly eaten. Then drink water.
Then continue eating.
Zhang Yong ignored him. He looked up at the wall.
Huh?
Someone shows up?
It seems to be that Zhuo Yungui? He actually climbed up too?
Amazing!
People are so strong.
I thought I had run out of gas and the lamp was dry.
OK.
Come down!
puff!
Zhuo Yungui fell down.
Zhang Yong:......
Sure enough, there was no way to continue.
Already dying. Climbing the wall exhausted the last of my strength.
Sorry, you can't make it.
Just as he was about to shake his head, he suddenly saw Zhuo Yungui standing up unsteadily again.
Staggering.
Staggering.
but……
It is indeed moving.
Finally, he moved next to Zhang Yong and grabbed some water and steamed buns.
Zhang Yong turned a blind eye.
Eat quickly. I have to crawl back after a while.
Think climbing once is enough? What a beautiful thought!
The next update will be around 12 noon...
(End of chapter)
