If you become a monster, you will succeed

"The number of people near the wall has increased recently!"

Listening to the words that pretended to be sad, Feng Xue flipped through the dictionary as if she had never heard it, and muttered in the same language in a low voice:

"What's the attitude of the jailer?"

He spoke very slowly, and repeated the same sentence several times in a row. He didn't stop until the same howl came from the next cage.

"The jailers are just chasing them away, but it's useless!"

There was another miserable howl, and Feng Xue immediately understood the situation, so while pretending to flip through the book, she opened her mouth and said in different languages:

"The opportunity is coming soon, everyone, get ready, tonight at the earliest, and the day after tomorrow at the latest."

In the same sense, Feng Xue changed more than 20 languages ​​in a row, each time very slowly, and it took a full hour before the repeater next door conveyed every sentence accurately.

In fact, Feng Xue did not connect all Wu in this prison, because all he could speak was the language he had heard and seen. In other words, if any Wu came in, he did not make a sound , then he cannot communicate with the other party.

But this is obviously a small number of cases, and it doesn't matter if you don't participate.

As for what will happen to these unprepared people when they escape from prison?

Still that sentence, everyone is not familiar with it.

In fact, what Feng Xue did at this time was far more than just using the microphone next door to communicate with the prison guards. Although he seemed to be sitting on the bed in a knee-hugging position, in fact, one of his legs, But it passed through the bed board, and kept moving in the area covered by the bed board's shadow.

If he hadn't been training as an assassin according to the tutorials provided by the label after he got the [Assassin] label, it would definitely be impossible to display such flexibility at this time.

As for the shackles...

That thing has already been cut off by him, those towels seem to be to prevent ankle wear and tear, but unknowingly, they have become ropes linking the broken shackles.

This is also the reason why he has been very elegant recently, whether it is getting up, going to the ground, or picking up food. It is not because he is creating an elegant character, but because he is afraid that the shackles will collapse if he moves too much.

It is also a good thing that the clothes are needed before the shackles are cut, otherwise he may not only be wearing prison shoes now, but even dare not change his pants.

Guessing that the time was almost up, he slowly pretended to adjust his body after sitting for a long time, slowly pulled his legs out of the hole in the bed board, and then placed a round board under his body on it , tightly blocked the entrance of the hole.

Although the cutting of this board is not perfect, it is roughly in the shape of a round platform, narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, so I don't worry about it falling down.

After returning the bed board to "complete", Feng Xue curled up her left leg again, and from her toes, took off the item that allowed her to modify the plan——

Name: Phantasm Shawshank's Spoon

Elements: [Prison], [Tableware], [Excavation], [Hidden], [Sharp], [Durable], [Props]

Introduction: An ordinary-looking spoon, in a prison environment, holding this object can passively perceive the environmental conditions within 100 meters of itself as the center. In the excavation for the purpose of "jailbreak", this object has unparalleled sharpness And durability, the results excavated with it will have a hidden effect, and it is difficult to be detected by conventional means before the prison break.

Remarks: Is there a possibility that the man who escaped from prison is named Andy, and the tool used to dig holes is a hammer?

...

In the middle of the night, Jeston, who had finally dismissed his second brother who came to the door again, finally returned to the bedroom, lying on the head of the bed a little tired, thinking about the next choice.

Of course he knew that there were a lot of bugs in the prison, but he also knew that even if this batch was dealt with, there would still be new bugs coming in.

After all, he runs a prison, and there are plenty of ways to stuff people here.

"Do you want to hand over Han Meimei to the old man?" Jeston bit his nails, thinking a little unwillingly, although he also understood that after handing over to the old man, he would definitely get a considerable compensation, although on issues such as inheritance rights It's not negotiable, but money and the like are absolutely indispensable.

But Jeston was still not reconciled.

However, with his mind, he really couldn't figure out how to keep his precious money printing machine under the watchful eyes of this group of hyenas—in fact, in terms of strength, he was the only hyena, and the staring It was a group of lions who bought their own property.

Perhaps it was because thinking too much consumes brainpower, Jeston felt drowsy after a while, but at the moment when his eyelids finally closed, there was a piercing crackling sound, suddenly accompanied by a strong The vibration exploded in his ears!

"boom!"

Feeling the slight tremor in the room, Jeston jumped up from the bed, instinctively grabbed the pistol under the pillow, and within ten seconds, three bodyguards with live ammunition rushed in and surrounded him. He protected it, and only then did he have the time to pick up his mobile phone and make a call:

"Boss?" A voice mixed with noise and explosion came from the handset of the mobile phone, and Jeston said immediately without hesitation:

"What happened?"

"Boss, the prisoners in the North Third District have escaped!"

"Prison break?" Jeston trembled violently when he heard the word, but he relaxed a little after realizing the third district of the North, and hurriedly said:

"Where is the East Second District?"

"There is no problem yet, but something is wrong with this wall! They probably hid the explosives in [beep——] eyes! How do those guys in charge of the physical examination work! Boss, you should find a group of gay guys here Physical examination!" The voice on the other side was a bit annoyed, but Jeston said impatiently:

"I don't care how they escaped from prison, and I don't care if they can escape. In short, I want you to keep an eye on the East Second District. It doesn't matter if you die or run in other places, but if something goes wrong in the East Second District, I will put the bomb first. In your [beep——] eyes, send a few gay guys to give you a medical examination!"

After Jeston finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately, and then dialed again:

"Hey, boss, why are you looking for me so late?"

A lazy and rough male voice came from the receiver, Jeston didn't have time to talk nonsense, and said directly:

"Caromi, someone has escaped from the prison."

"Boss, do you mean to ask me to bring someone back for support?" The voice on the other end of the phone immediately became energetic, and Jeston could almost imagine the movement of the other party bouncing off the bed.

But Jeston said seriously:

"No, I mean, watch that door!"

"Oh?" Carlomi's eyes lit up, realizing something, and Jeston's explanation followed:

"I suspect that someone is playing tricks, and I'm afraid that those babies will be tricked in the future. It is enough to have Jones in the prison, but in case of accidents, I will simply let them go, and they will definitely return the door at that time. Men, you will be responsible for stopping people at that time! Especially Han Meimei, the black-haired yellow man who stuffed things into boxes in the video you sent, must be caught alive, understand?!"