"Brother Hua, you really look like a prisoner." Zhang Dabiao, who was lying on his side, said with a big grin.

Zhou Xiaoquan on the side also covered his mouth and laughed.

Yang Hua turned his head and said with a smile: "If I don't dress like a prisoner, I'll be in trouble."

"By the way, please check the time." I heard Brother Hua say.

While talking, Zhou Xiaoquan raised the watch on his wrist and looked at the time.

"Brother Hua, it's 9:12 now, when should we take action?"

"In an hour. Act on time. I will sneak in directly then." I heard Brother Hua say.

"OK."

"Brother Hua, don't worry, the brothers will make sure everything is done smoothly for you."

After the brothers finished speaking, Yang Hua nodded with satisfaction.

"good."

"Then I'm leaving." Brother Hua looked at his brothers and said.

After he finished speaking, he saw all the brothers looking at him, as well as Da Zhuang and the people brought by A Bin on one side.

"Brother Hua, brothers are no longer with you, you must be careful yourself." I heard them suddenly say.

Yes, the brothers who used to follow Brother Hua all day long suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when they suddenly had to see Brother Hua acting alone.

Yang Hua looked at his brothers and smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry."

"I'm leaving."

As he spoke, he slouched over and ran towards the place in front of him.

From what Zhang Lin said, I learned that the criminals in the Black Prison built a road that was connected to the Black Prison, which was the road in front of them that was paved with gravel.

At this moment, it seems that the repair is already halfway done, and there is still a section of road leading directly from here to the Black Prison, which is only about a mile away.

And now? The guards from the black jail have already led the group of death row inmates towards this side.

After they came over, they were given shovels and some tools for road construction, most of which were shovels.

And what about the prison guards? They were distributed on both sides of the road, each holding a gun and guarding them strictly.

It was just like what Zhang Lin said, every ten meters there would be a prison guard with a gun guarding the place strictly.

And what about the prisoners in the black jail? Where do they work?

"You all work hard for me. If anyone dares to play tricks on me, I will kill him or her."

Just listen to what the butcher, the head guard in the prison, said.

He had a dark face, and his whole face looked hideous and ugly. Especially after he was wearing a black prison guard uniform, it seemed that this guy didn't look like a good guy. He clearly looked like a guy who was even more evil than a villain.

After he said this, all the prisoners on death row cursed.

"Fuck you, you damn bastard. Sooner or later, I'll kill that bastard."

"Yes, I must pluck out his skin and eat his flesh to relieve the hatred in my heart."

The butcher standing in front was sitting in the car and drinking mineral water in his hand.

At this moment, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the prisoners who were exposed to it were sweating profusely. Everyone was covered in sweat.

"I need a fucking drink of water."

Suddenly I heard a loud shout.

The fierce man over there, Sha Biao, suddenly roared,

He was holding a shovel in his hand, and he suddenly dropped the shovel in front of him on the ground, protesting for a drink of water.

"What for? What do you want to do?"

Suddenly I heard a prison guard over there. Seeing that the guy in front of me was about to rebel, he quickly went over to stop him.

"Pick up the shovel and continue working." I heard the prison guard pointing his gun at Sha Biao, who was more than two meters tall and with a burly body.

"So what if I don't pick it up?" Silly Biao suddenly turned his face in front of him, and looked at the prison guard coldly with a face full of animalistic killing.

The prison guard suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Are you going to pick it up or not? If you don't pick it up, I'll shoot you?" the prison guard threatened him.

But how could that silly Biao be frightened by a little prison guard?

If he was frightened by a little prison guard like this, how could he be the number one thug around the God of Plague?

"shot?"

"Are you fucking capable of shooting?" Silly Biao suddenly took a big step forward, grabbed the black muzzle of the gun in front of him with his thick arm, and said to his head.

explain.

After he made this astonishing move, the prison guard in front of him was so frightened that he quickly stepped back.

It's not that he can't shoot, it's that he doesn't dare to shoot.

"Fuck you."

Suddenly, I heard an angry roar from that silly guy, and punched the prison guard in the face with his big hammer-like fist.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the prison guard's mouth, and then his whole body was punched out like a sandbag, and the gun in his hand suddenly fell into the hands of that silly Biao.

When the prisoners on death row over there saw the fighting happening here, they all immediately surrounded them.

"Beat, beat that bastard to death."

"Kill him."

The prisoners on death row in front of them were all yelling like crazy.

After opening it here, the prison guard over there saw something was wrong and rushed over quickly.

"stop!"

"If you don't stop, I'll shoot."

I saw a few prison guards running over, holding up their guns and talking to Silly Biao and the pile of death row inmates in front of them.

"Give me some water and I'll let this bastard go." I heard Sha Biao using his thick arms to strangle the prison guard's neck.

The prison guard still had blood in his nose and his face was covered in bruises. He was strangled by the stupid man around his neck with his thick arms. His entire face was blood red, his mouth was open, and he looked like he was about to be crushed to death.

.

"You let him go first."

"If he doesn't let him go, we'll shoot him." I heard the prison guards pointing their black guns at the silly boy in front of them.

But what about Silly Biao?

But he refused to take a step back even if he was beaten to death.

"I won't let you go."

"If you don't let him go, let him go if he has some water to drink."

At this time, all the prisoners on death row also started making noises, and they all walked towards the silly guy one by one, using their bodies to block the prison guards' guns.

Suddenly a sharp whistle came over, and the prison guards over there saw that a riot was about to break out here, and they all rushed over.

The butcher also ran over at this time.

Looking at the rioting scene here, with a livid face, he suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the blue sky with a bang.

A crisp gunshot cut through the noisy crowd.

Suddenly, all the death row inmates here who had been screaming for their lives fell silent one by one.

"Shut the hell up."
Chapter completed!