"What sentence?"

"Indefinite. No parole. No visits."

"Let him go and have a look."

"good!"

Zhao Dianchun immediately led the way.

After passing through several iron gates, Zhang Yong entered the cell. All kinds of stench came from the cell.

It seems that sometimes, appearances can be very deceiving. The appearance of Laohuqiao Prison is much taller than that of Tilanqiao Prison. However, the cells inside are very small.

It's two meters long, two meters wide, and two meters high. You can eat, drink, and have sex inside. It doesn't even have windows. There is an iron door.

Winter may be good, but now it's summer. It's so sweltering.

He couldn't help but stretch his legs to cover his mouth.

I definitely couldn't stand a hellish place like that.

stench……

Food, drink, and diarrhea are all in it. I wonder if it smells like it? It will literally kill people!

asphyxia.

Pinch your nose.

With great difficulty, we reached the innermost cell.

You can't even see anyone inside.

Zhang Yong frowned.

Even if he is alive, he is still disabled now.

After roasting for so long, the body's functions have long since deteriorated. Even if you take it out, it will be of no use.

"Wei Yun Gui!"

"Wei Yun Gui!"

Zhao Dianchun shouted loudly.

There was no reaction in the cell. It was as if the person was dead.

"Someone asked me to be taken out..."

"roll!"

Finally, there was a response from inside the cell.

Only then did Zhang Yong see clearly. There was indeed someone inside, but they were huddled in the corner.

Okay. Almost no one did it.

disappointment.

People like that are definitely useless.

Forget it. Change it.

I feel that Virgo's suggestion is unreliable.

It's better to go to the army and select people. At least they are healthy.

"Who am I to blame?"

Suddenly, someone shouted hoarsely.

Zhang Yong turned around and found that the iron gate was there, and a person was hanging there. He suddenly refused to let the people inside do it.

Skinny. Dying.

frown.

"What is he doing out there?"

"Shayue himself."

Zhang Yong answered directly.

That is not the case.

"How many to kill?"

"Kill them all."

"What?"

"He can bail me out and restore my freedom. But no, I need to do something for them."

"What's the matter?"

"I told you. Shayue himself."

"How many to kill?"

"Kill them all."

"How many to kill?"

"Kill them all."

Rengan asked repeatedly, and Zhang Yong answered repeatedly.

Let's put the ugly words first. It is impossible to completely restore my freedom.

I just want a tool.

Well, maybe we can call him a tool man.

Trade your life for freedom.

If you fight the Yue Kou, Coco will die.

If I'm afraid, I won't accept it. Once I accept it, I can't change it.

"He promised..."

"But he won't agree!"

Zhang Yong temporarily changed his attention.

He doesn't ask for someone like that. It's useless to ask for him.

Ask for an open selection.

It would be better to hold a prison sports meeting...

wrong.

preferred selection.

If you want to regain your freedom, you have to use your skills.

Turn around and leave.

It wasn't until he left the cell that he could breathe again.

Damn it. I will never go to jail again. It’s not a good place for people to stay. Unless there is a gold mine in it.

"Warden Zhao, let them try another method."

"I said."

"I release people and let them climb out of the high wall."

"What?"

"Let the guards not ask for a shot. Let them crawl out."

"Minghong!"

Zhao Dianchun immediately went to make arrangements.

Since Zhang Yong was not satisfied with the person he selected, it was up to him.

Zhang Yong was watching from outside.

The wall is very high, about seven meters.

The surface is very smooth. There is almost nothing to focus on.

At least, that’s not the case in Zhang Yong’s opinion.

Of course, for some people with high legs, it shouldn't be difficult.

That old beggar, Kou Kou, was very flexible in his movements and could walk on all kinds of rough terrain with ease.

Climbing the wall is not a basic skill.

If you can't pass that liquid, everything else is useless.
To be continued...