With a click.

Everyone was sent back to the cell because of a fight in the canteen.

The iron door is locked again.

Chen Dong leaned against the stone wall with his hands in his chest, and his gaze looked outside through the iron gate.

His eyes swept across all the cells in his sight with sharp eyes and found that almost most of them were double cells, but very few were single ones.

These guys who can live in single rooms are extremely dangerous elements.

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In the corner of the second floor, there was a strong man wearing a black vest, staring at this side with a contemptuous look.

Chen Dong frowned slightly. He actually knew who that person was, but in order to avoid revealing that he had investigated the matter in prison, he still asked casually: "ho   is    he? (Who is he?)

“jonah!”

Tony Java spoke up as if she was watching the show: "he    is…(He is your old friend, Roger Morris' mortal enemy.)"

"…(They were caught together, and Jonah was the subordinate of the rich arms businessman.)"

Chen Dong stared at the burly and strong man "Jona" in the distance with deep eyes.

"so?"

"What will happen to him?"

Tony Jawa smiled jokingly, pressing the joints of his fingers gently, making a slight "knock" sound, and then said, "Wait, he will wait for an opportunity and teach you a good lesson."

That’s all.

Tony Java reminded with a meaningful intent: "I don't want to provoke Roger Morris, but it doesn't mean no one will touch you."

He spoke in a hoarse voice, as if he was teaching his juniors, and slowly spoke.

"There are ten rules in prison. Whether you respect or not, you will pay a heavy price for it."

"One of them is, don't take sides casually."

"No matter what friendship you have outside the prison, others may not be able to value you after entering."

"But trust me, you are definitely the first target of their enemies."

After saying that, Tony Jawa slowly returned to the bed and lay down, looking forward to what would happen next.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

People die every month in prison, but it just depends on who is so unlucky to be chosen.

In his opinion, the little rookie in front of him obviously has no experience in prison and his ability to fight is average. As long as such a person is targeted, he will almost never have a good ending.

...

Bangkok, Thailand.

In a small space in an underground casino.

There was a rolling and moving on the big bed, and the quilt was shaking violently, and the woman laughed like a coquettish laughter from inside.

In an extremely erotic picture, a pair of shorts flew out of the quilt.

However, at the moment when people have to communicate in depth and zero distance, the phone rings suddenly sounded.

Hesitated for a moment.

A man with an upper body, slightly bloated and obese figure, and a gold chain hanging around his neck climbed up impatiently.

It was obvious that Yaxing was disturbed by this sudden call.

The man raised his fat belly and picked up the landline phone with a click.

A woman's voice came from the phone, speaking pure London English, and she said a big bang, and finally revealed a number.

“three   illion   dolrs(three million dollars!)”

Suddenly, the man suddenly confirmed happily, "dolrs?(USD?)"

"es...(Yes, three million dollars!)" the woman repeated the explanation very seriously.

The bloated and obese man grinned and said, "no    proble...(It's absolutely fine, it's wrapped around me!"

After saying that, a beep!

The phone hung up.

Then a buzzing sound came from the fax machine, and a printed photo suddenly came out of it.

The man raised his lips slightly and took it up and saw a black and white photo of a wanted prisoner standing in a background image of a measured height.

The fax machine continues to ring, and the second fax is the detailed information of the target person.

Including name, age, personality, criminal imprisonment, as well as abilities, as well as relevant connections in prison, etc.

What surprised him was that he thought that this price would be a difficult and difficult target in prison, but he didn't expect that he was a young man who had just been imprisoned.

And he has no background in prison and no bigwig care.

He slowly calmed down and thought that the employer could afford this price, which means that the person must have enough value, and he might have hidden some important information and did not tell him.

But if you just kill one person, the information you currently have is enough.

In particular, this person has entered Bangang Central Prison, no matter what force and background the other party has outside.

After entering prison, all these conditions will be invalid.

Even if you have the ability, you just entered the prison and don’t have a deep understanding of the situation inside, which is an excellent opportunity to start.

A cruel smile flashed across his face. He touched his phone and took a look. He had already paid 0% of the employer's deposit, which showed that the buyer's financial strength was completely fine.

He picked up the pants on the ground and slowly put them on.

His eyes were cold and glanced at the woman who was pulled out of the bed. The other party was so scared that he covered his head with a quilt and was trembling.

The most taboo thing for their job is to leak news, but this time the employer came here by fax, and the woman did not see the photos.

Thinking of this, he opened the drawer and picked up two stacks of cash and threw it over, and said, "?????????????????????? (Get out with the money!)"

Hearing this, the woman was so scared that her face turned pale. She quickly picked up the underwear on the ground and put it on her chest and left with the money in her arms.

...

moment.

The bloated and obese man narrowed his eyes, took out his cell phone and called.

A small single room in the distant bangang central prison.

There was a dark red sandalwood box under the bed, exactly the same as the ones left by the eighteen people back then. At this time, the movement came from the box.

The man who was dozing off in the bed opened his eyes instantly, then pulled up the sandalwood box under the bed and took out a very thick Buddhist scripture book.

When I opened this thick Buddhist scripture, there was a small rectangular hollow inside that was hollowed out.

An old-fashioned cell phone lying inside.

The guy lay on the bed again, using the pillow and quilt to get stuck in dead corners, and then answered the phone.

"Hey!" he shouted lazily.

The bloated and obese man grinned and said, "help         kill          person(Help me kill someone!)"

"900,000!" The man smiled and took out a cigarette and fell on his lips. He believed that the price was attractive enough, and it was not the first time the two of them worked together.

The man lying in the prison cell said coldly, "na! (name!)"

"one   hese,    hen    dong! (A Chinese, Chen Dong!)" The fat man smiled and took a strong breath of cigarette.

The man in the prison cell responded without hesitation: "first   one (give the first sum of money first!)"

After saying that, he hung up the phone with a beep.

No one could have thought that the true identity of this lazy and seemingly harmless man was actually a professional prison killer.

He lingers in prisons in various countries around the world and solves the targets of prisons for his employer. He then becomes released after his sentence and moves to the next place.

So to be precise, he is the real slut in prison.
Chapter completed!