Chapter 112, Climbing the Wall “What sentence?” “Indefinite. No parole. No visits.” "I gonna go see." "good!" It was not until he left the cell that he could breathe again. If you find that the content is incorrect, please use a browser to access it! “Tell the guards not to shoot. Let them crawl out.” At least, that’s how it seems to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong saw it clearly now. There are indeed people inside. But huddled in a corner.
Special. I will never go to jail again. It's really not a place for people to stay. Unless there's gold in it. Just as he was about to shake his head, he suddenly saw Zhuo Yungui standing up unsteadily again. Staggering. Huang Shang continued to eat steamed buns. "What?" As long as you have real ability, the steamed buns will take care of you. Zhang Yong asked someone to bring a table and a chair and sit outside. Waiting for someone to climb out from the high wall. Then continue eating. Rengan asked repeatedly. Zhang Yong repeated the answer. Someone is blowing a whistle inside. Zhang Yong turned a blind eye. Stinky… Zhao Dianchun immediately led the way. “Huang Shang.” Since Zhang Yong was not satisfied with the person he selected, he had no choice but to leave it to him. right. "you say." Only those who take advantage of the sidelines can do it. look carefully. I found that the other party looked old. Wrinkled face.
"name?" “Warden Zhao, let’s try another method.” 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. Frowning. Thirty seconds… Fighting with the Japanese invaders, you may die. That 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. The surface is very smooth. There is almost nothing to focus on. Zhao Dianchun shouted loudly. Huh? Someone shows up? It seems to be that Zhuo Yungui? He actually climbed up too? Amazing! People can be so strong. Climbing over the wall is a basic skill. Zhang Yong looked back. I found a person hanging on the iron door. Apparently it was someone inside who did it. Already dying. Climbing the wall exhausted the last of my strength. Zhang Yong:? ? ? Is it so edible? One bite? Hey, these are steamed buns bigger than your fist! You are a tool. Even so, it is very powerful. Cowhide! must be capitalized. Hmm, maybe we can call them tool people. Skinny. Dying. Eat five in one go. He doesn’t want such a person. There's no point in coming.
“How many to kill?” Zhang Yong sat down. Half-tilt head. Waiting for someone to show up. Of course, in the eyes of some experts, it shouldn’t be difficult. Can’t even see clearly who is inside. The climb up is not over yet. Haven't climbed down yet. It's also difficult. Turn around and leave. Sure enough, there is no way to continue. Wrong. It’s about having enough food. There are chicken, duck and fish. Your satisfaction is guaranteed. “Zhuo Yungui!” Our Fuxing Club never loses money on food expenses. The selection must be open. It would be better to hold a prison sports meeting… Indicates starting to release people. Your Majesty? Your name is domineering! Fortunately, Zhong Yang next to him had already handed over the relevant information. oh. It turned out to be called Huang Shang! This name is still a bit overwhelming! No wonder he went to jail. “Dip!” "What?" Sorry, you can't make the trip. “What do you want me to do out there?” If you can't pass this level, everything else is in vain. Climbing once is certainly not enough. Have to crawl back and forth. Look at the watch. calculating time. All right. Almost a human did it. Zhang Yong temporarily changed his attention. "roll!" “Zhuo Yungui!” He hesitated. Came to Zhang Yong. a little nervous. A little cramped. Looking forward to it again.
"Who are you?" What kind of awesome person can actually climb such a high wall in more than a minute? Sixty-two. Two-four-three. Five-seven. Seven Who knew, the old guy was leaning against the wall and just slipped down. It fell lightly to the ground. that is the truth. “Eat. Drink water. Come again.” When he was a child, he read martial arts novels and his biggest dream was to find a group of female warriors as wives. Young, beautiful, good at beating, and able to warm the bed... Finally moved to Zhang Yong's side, grabbing water and steamed buns. Let’s talk about the ugly things first. Complete restoration of your freedom is impossible. Then… If you want to regain your freedom, you have to show your skills. He also asked people to prepare some water and steamed buns. Useful for a while. Zhang Yong said. Huang Shang ate the steamed buns silently. what to do? There must be one or two obedient ones. Can fight again. Obedient again. Mainly a submissive. It is indeed moving. With great difficulty, we reached the innermost cell. never mind. another. I feel that Virgo’s suggestion is unreliable. Come down! Poof! Zhuo Yungui fell down. Suddenly, someone shouted hoarsely. but… Suddenly, someone’s head shook. I quickly ate five more. Then drink water. Such a person is definitely useless. Passed through several iron gates. Zhang Yong entered the cell. All sorts of foul odors came from the place.
Zhang Yong was stunned. There was no response from inside the cell. It's as if the person is dead. If you're afraid, don't accept it. Once accepted, there are no changes. Zhang Yong answered straightforwardly. “But I won’t agree!” "I promise…" Eating, drinking, and eating are all in there. What do you think it would taste like? Directly smoke people to death! Suffocate. It is better to go to the army and select people. At least in good health. Two meters long and two meters wide. Two meters high. Eat, drink, and have **** inside. There aren't even windows. There are only iron gates. Winter may be okay. it is summer now. That stuffy heat. 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. I thought I had run out of oil and the lamp was dry. disappointment. “I said it. Kill the Japanese.” Zhang Yong frowned. One minute… preferred selection. Zhang Yong:… If the opponent throws his hat. Very girly. Quit. Then you can go back to jail. "What?" “Kill the Japanese.” Zhang Yong ignored him. He looked up at the wall. Trade your life for freedom. I definitely can’t stand such a ghost place. “How many to kill?” He couldn't help but put his hand to cover his mouth. Why?
Deliberately tormenting the other party. See the other person's reaction. Strange. He's actually an old guy? Still anxious about growing up? Be calm and composed. Continue to observe. Finally, there was a response from inside the cell. “Kill them all.” Zhang Yong lowered his head and looked at his watch. Oh boy, it’s just over seventy seconds. After being locked up for such a long time, his body functions have already deteriorated. Even if you take it out, it will be of no use. OK. you eat. Eat whatever you want. “Someone wants to take you out…” Zhang Yong does not have such great ability. Can't control them. Zhang Yong was watching from outside. means to wait. “Kill them all.” The wall is very high. It's about seven meters. “How many to kill?” Actually, the wall has a slight slope. It's not exactly vertical. He took advantage of this. “Kill them all.” Even if the person is alive. He's disabled now, too. “What to do?” “Understood!” Zhao Dianchun went to make arrangements immediately. “You release people and let them climb out of the high wall.” OK. "I can bail you out. Restore your freedom. But you need to do something for us." Pinch the nose. 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…
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