Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

No doubt, Zhang Dianyu chose the second option.

After the engineering team returns to the prison, they can build a new 100-person dormitory on the land they just bought in two days. The cells in which the 100 new prisoners were temporarily held were useless.

Zhang Dianyu wanted to change it back to the restaurant, but now he has overturned the plan.

He intends to convert the temporary detention cell into a large public toilet, set an hour of use before lunch every day, and prohibit access for the rest of the time.

In this way, no one will dig a tunnel to escape.

Zhang Dianyu was very satisfied.

Prisoners who do not know the fate of the future are happily enjoying a return to a medium-level lunch in the cafeteria. The sound of spoons touching the plate is endless.

Zhang Dianyu toured the prisoners.

No matter where he went, he would be silent for a while. Zhang Dianyu smiled, randomly selected a lucky prisoner, and patted his shoulder affectionately.

"How does smoked sausage taste?"

The prisoner seemed to be choked by food and nodded tremblingly: "Very ... very good."

"Well, eat more." Zhang Dianyu said.

Because after two days, you may not want to eat more.

Zhang Dianyu looked at the prisoner, smiled and touched his tie, and his expression was full of joy.

The prisoner's hand trembled a little, and when Zhang Dianyu left the restaurant, he heard a large spoon falling to the ground.

After returning to the office, Zhang Dianyu first opened the small map in the game panel and checked the status of the clown.

The map shows that the Pixel Clown is falling asleep, locked inside the iron door of the cell.

Zhang Dianyu is satisfied with this.

He glanced at the next batch of prisoners on the to-do list to receive reminders.

Since more than 200 people have been detained in the prison and he does not plan to increase capacity, only one transfer prisoner will arrive next Tuesday.

The high-standard cell in the morgue has been replaced with an ordinary cell door. The next transfer prisoner still has the opportunity to move in here, provided that he does not like to do things like the clown and the original Hydra cannon fodder.

But at this moment, Zhang Dianyu discovered a problem.

As in the previous two transfers of prisoners, there was an additional task for the number of prisoners received.

* Build a 4x6 single cell for transferred prisoners

Zhang Dianyu was shocked.

Now the transferred prisoner is really getting harder and harder to serve. Why is this cell one size bigger than others?

Zhang Dianyu was lost in thought. Presumably this prisoner is not an ordinary person, I'm afraid it is another difficult thorn.

He sighed secretly. The total assets of the prison have leaped once, and I am afraid that it will drop sharply after the prisoner's arrival.

It is not known who this particular cell had special requirements for.

It was useless to think about it, Zhang Dianyu re-planned a plan for the transformation, and made another sketch of the other dormitory, and the construction can be started only after the engineering team came back.

In that case, two days have passed. Mr. Wayne's holiday villa should be almost completed, right?

Zhang Dianyu wondered if Batman secretly dissected his pixel villain. But when he opened the staff panel to check the status of the workers, he found that not only did they not show up as dead or injured.

No one even showed fatigue under his feet.

Anyway, this money is paid daily. As long as the engineering team is okay, Zhang Dianyu doesn't mind them staying with Wayne for a few more days.

At the meeting that night, Stark took the lead in announcing that he had solved the prison escape problem-as long as the defense was strengthened, the situation of running sixty or seventy prisoners at a time should not occur.

After all, I have never heard of any prison that escaped according to the number of dozens of people at a time, and college students did not skip classes of this scale.

The best part is that there are several jailbreaks almost every month.

Is this a hotel?

Fury pondered for a moment and looked solemnly: "Stark, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Stark also agreed: "But Mr. Warden has stated that he will deal with this issue-and the identity of those prisoners is a mystery, and even the SHIELD can't find the information of those prisoners who have escaped, right?-Bat Xia, how well did the prison staff you lied to? "

"There is a legitimate deal between me and the warden." The man on the light screen, dressed in dark Batman armor, seemed to be planning a night tour after the meeting.

Stark, who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, shrugged, while Frey on the other light screen was still expressionless, with his hands behind his back, standing like a soldier, and the scene behind him could not see where he was. .

"From the perspective of infrared spectrum analysis, those engineering personnel are human. The scanning results show that the power and speed are higher than ordinary people. It should be some kind of primary superhuman mutant human." Batman said slowly, "but ... these The difference between workers and normal people is also clear. "

When he said that, he was silent. Stark and Fury glanced at each other on the light screen and asked, "Which difference?"

"They have a hard time communicating with people, and they often repeat the same passage." Batman has a dignified tone. "And as far as I know, there are no regular breaks for prison staff-I suspect they are some kind of biotech. product."

All three's expressions gradually became serious.

I have to say that they each have some old friends who are very disrespectful of life ethics and try to play God with their own power.

The most important thing is that it has almost never been successful, and so many monsters have been created.

If the employees are the transformers under the control of the warden-even the lives created by some technical means, it is very worthy of attention.

In the end, Frey spoke and interrupted the dignified atmosphere: "The SHIELD received the news that next Tuesday, a prisoner will be transferred from the cubic prison to that prison-you know, the cubic is specifically used to hold gamma Rays radiate prisoners. "

Stark frowned. "I've received the news too, but I don't think that person is dangerous enough to go to jail."

"Stark, maybe it's a good thing for him."

The engineering team returned to prison the next day. The Wayne Enterprise's engineering funds quickly arrived, and Stark Industries sent two carts of riot vests on schedule.

Now that the other party has fulfilled his contract, Zhang Dianyu must of course reduce the escape rate according to the agreement between the two parties.

The engineering team spent one night building the new dormitory, so early the next morning, the security guards sent new prisoners who had nowhere to be temporarily placed in the detention cell temporarily.

The prisoners found the problem after 15 minutes, and the noise was endless.

Beds in the new dormitory were moved from a temporary detention cell

Yes, there is a spacious shower room with a patterned floor, which is in very good condition.

There is only one problem-there are no toilets in the dormitory.

The prisoner who first discovered the problem shouted loudly, and others noticed it.

Some prisoners were handcuffed by the guards as soon as they got up. They hadn't had time to resolve the problem of excretion every morning.

Zhang Dianyu certainly considered this issue.

He arranged for several guards with guns to come on duty, showing reflective bullets and guns, and stood coldly in various passages of the new dormitory.

Soon, several prisoners with strong dissatisfaction broke out, and dark red liquid spread slowly on the ground.

Someone started to weep.

At this time, Zhang Dianyu had arranged the engineering team to go to the original dormitory to dismantle the toilet, and concentrated them in a detention cell converted into a public toilet.

Another dormitory also happened at this time, and several people were also sent to the morgue.

But the responses from the two dormitories were quite different.

Hundreds of prisoners in old dormitories, although they should respond according to prison policies, are usually not particularly intense. And they will soon surrender after sending guards to suppress them.

The residents of the new dormitory are all new prisoners who came in the same batch as the clowns. After the repression, they will resist on a small scale, crying and yelling.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it, maybe the original batch of tool people have not been upgraded, only the new AI is high.

But now he is more concerned about the construction of centralized toilets.

The efficiency of the engineering team is beyond doubt, and the toilets were already built before lunch. From the map, the toilets are arranged in a fairly spacious space, which can accommodate 60 people to the toilet at the same time.

It is really spectacular.

Zhang Dianyu was very satisfied. With a toilet of this size, one hour of toilet time is more than enough, and the problem of jailbreak is solved.

Not much money yet.

An hour before lunchtime, the guards first escorted the prisoners to the canteen, and then announced a new policy of regular centralized toilets.

The prisoners felt as if they were living in a dream.

"Only an hour a day?" The prisoner's queue shouted bitterly. "How could that be enough!"

The gun guard responded quickly, and Zhang Dianyu on the side pressed down his barrel and motioned for him to wait.

He walked slowly to the prisoner who raised the objection, looked at the bald man with a tattoo on his forehead, and gently asked, "Not enough?"

The other person suddenly gaped and looked at him blankly.

Zhang Dianyu suddenly smiled: "Is that all day long enough?"

Prisoner: "..." He seemed to have a bad hunch.

Zhang Dianyu slammed his finger against the guard and stared gently in front of him: "Call the engineering team to add a cell in the center of the toilet and take this ..." He glanced at the prisoner's information. cell."

The prisoner's face was a bit green.

Zhang Dianyu smiled and patted each other's collar: "Is this enough?"

The prisoner opened his mouth, but feared that speaking the wrong words would lead to more terrible encounters, and eventually made no sound.

Soon all prisoners accepted the arrangement silently, especially the prisoners in the new dormitory.

Those prisoners are faster.

It really looks smarter, Zhang Dianyu thought.

In the afternoon, a person unexpectedly visited the prison.

Zhang Dianyu almost forgot about it. When he received Peter's uneasy report, he said that there was a Star Daily reporter named Clark Kent at the door hoping to interview Mr. Dawn Warden, and he suddenly remembered Mr. Wayne some time ago. Hint.

Zhang Dianyu, who has just upgraded the prison, is very happy to be willing to be interviewed.

Although it is unknown whether the prison's super-powered restricted area will affect this alien, Zhang Dianyu thinks this will definitely be a good opportunity.

Since it is a follow-up task of Wayne's visit, it will certainly bring good benefits.

For example, the reports on democratic and harmonious prisons with low jailbreak rates have led to a new look and pave the way for continuous investment.

Zhang Dianyu felt a bright future.

However, he thinks that since Superman is here, there will definitely be some tasks to pick up.

Peter went to meet the reporter Kent outside the gate and led him to the warden's office, which had been notified in advance.

Kent knows Peter. The Avengers Spider-Man, Spider-Man, has a good relationship with most SuperBritish.

Who wouldn't like a little New York neighbor who was silently helping?

Among the Avengers who have publicly disclosed their identity, Spider-Man's identity has not been announced, which makes Kent feel a touch of kindness.

Unlike other capable Avengers, Peter was completely an enthusiastic boy next door.

But today he looks a little frustrated.

They walked side by side on the pretty stone road, and Peter pointed to the building on the left.

"Super ... Mr. Kent, Mr. Warden is in the innermost office."

The reporter raised his glasses in shock. No wonder someone told him not to disclose anything to Spider-Man-he thought it was somebody's regular vigilance.

Peter scratched his hair embarrassingly, using the shift of topics to resolve the embarrassment: "Uh, Mr. Kent, let me ... introduce you to the prison?"

This is good, the reporter nodded and agreed: "Thank you, Mr. Parker."

Peter thought about it and started with the activity and labor center on the west side of the prison on the left: "There is a library and classrooms, and there is a church and a mail reception room for prisoners to study and work. Give them extra points for their parole performance appraisal and salary. "

For more than a week here, he felt that the warden was not bad. Although he didn't look like he had good intentions and was often confusing in his behavior, he didn't behave exceptionally.

However, the following introduction is still a bit difficult to beautify.

The reporter already knew something about what he said, but he nodded mildly and motioned him to continue.

Peter scratched his hair and pointed to the right-hand side: "Uh, on the west side of this building are the dining room, the cafeteria, and the common room for prisoners to entertain."

It is a room, in fact, there is only a small open space in the corner. There were a few chairs there, where Harry Quinn had put several prisoners into the hospital.

However, reporters have also learned about these contents.

"East side is the prison's collective toilet, every day before lunch & amp;

# 30340; One hour is when prisoners go to the toilet. The rest of the time is not allowed to use the facilities here. "

Reporter Kent: "...?"

Peter looked around and lowered his voice. "This transformation happened only this morning, and I haven't had time to report it."

Kent was a little shocked and lowered his voice: "Peter, you shouldn't say this publicly."

"Relax," Peter was confident, "the warden has no money to install a wiretapping device in the courtyard."

There were more question marks on reporter Kent's face.

Peter continued: "Behind the restaurant is the courtyard, where the prisoners release their air, uh ..." At this time, when more than 200 prisoners were forced to squeeze into the small courtyard, was there a horror-filled ghost called far away? It came from afar.

The ground of the prison is obviously not so tense, but the warden seems to have forgotten it.

Peter quickly shifted the topic: "There are prisoners' dormitories to the south and back of the cafeteria. Each dormitory can hold a hundred people. In the middle is the morgue and the infirmary. The warden has specially repaired it several times. There."

Kent: "Closed in the infirmary?"

The infirmary seems a little easy to escape for the clown?

Peter: "... No, stay in the morgue."

Kent: "........."

Peter didn't realize he didn't know about it, and changed the subject: "The building on the west side is the new mental ward in the prison, and the clowns are now being held there."

Kent nodded subconsciously, as if still immersed in the topic just now.

Peter: "..."

He is not incomprehensible, and he was frightened when he first saw the deceitful behavior of the warden.

Even the well-informed Mr. Wayne had been silent in front of the new concrete wall.

"Mr. Kent, please go this way." The two walked to the office building, Peter pressed down a bit to see the acquaintance, and politely led the way for the reporter.

Peter brought Kent into the office and saw the warden meditating at his desk.

Peter is no stranger to such a situation. Mr. Dean often falls into contemplation alone, staring at a place in the air, as if there is something in front of him worth studying.

Zhang Dianyu turned back and saw the people who came in.

The dark-haired reporter had a faint smile on his face, and the blue eyes behind the glasses were as clear as the sky, looking reliable and gentle.

He bypassed the desk and shook hands with each other, motioned to the sofa: "Mr. Kent, are you? Please sit down."

The reporter sat down in good faith and threw out a lie in advance: "Mr. Warden, I recently heard that both Wayne Enterprises and Stark Industries have had business dealings with prisons. I hope to have an exclusive interview with you and talk about Talk about whether the newly developed riot vest can achieve the expected effect? ​​"

Zhang Dianyu recalled: "The prison is very grateful to the two philanthropists for their lofty sense of social responsibility, not only the riot vests sponsored by Stark Industries. The two gentlemen also took care of the prisoners in the prison to reform the prison and invested in other charities cause."

The reporter Ken nodded and took out the voice recorder: "Would Mr. Dian, would you mind if I record the interview?"

Zhang Dianyu made a "Please" gesture.

The conversation between the two was very enjoyable and basically did not produce any nutritious conversation. Two hours later, Zhang Dianyu called Peter again,

Let him take Mr. Reporter out.

After the two left, Zhang Dianyu returned to his chair and continued to meditate—actually thinking about where to put the large cell prepared for the next transfer prisoner in front of the game panel.

The morgue can no longer be divided, and there are not many places left for the morgue, and now the roads for people have been squeezed a lot, leaving only a narrow one.

Newly transferred prisoners do not know if they are mentally ill and are not suitable for direct placement in mental wards.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it. For newly arrived prisoners, the prison policy is not to send them directly to the cell. They must be held in a detention cell for a few days before they start their prison life.

Although the transfer of prisoners is special and not affected by this policy, it does not mean that Zhang Dianyu cannot do this.

Each time it takes a lot of money to temporarily renovate a prison to rehabilitate the prison, and if it cannot be retained in the future, they need to be removed.

Such a waste.

It is better to draw a block directly to set up a special cell for newly transferred prisoners, and wait for a period of time before preparing special cells for these 15,000.

Zhang Dianyu remembered the super-powerful criminals that Fury had said, and he was afraid that they would be sent in one after another.

But the setting of the game is obviously based on the construction of prisons. In order to avoid the deviation of the theme, these super-capable criminals were directly suppressed. This was unexpected by Zhang Dianyu.

But ... seems right.

Zhang Dianyu always felt that something was not right, but it seemed okay.

All in all, he has nothing else to do now, as if he was born to build this prison.

But obviously, he did a good job, Zhang Dianyu thought with satisfaction.

Two new light screens were added to the teleconference that night.

One was Mr. Journalist during the day, and the other was Peter who barely found a place on the bed to support his mobile phone, and Peter who was sitting on a small round stool to participate in the meeting.

"I want to ask," Stark observed the background of the screen carefully. "Did you get locked in the cell at night, Peter?"

Peter's environment was dim and dim, and there was no arrangement. A simple wall lamp was embedded in the white wall, and there was no desk.

"No no no, sir ... sir." Peter almost said his name and took it back in time. "Mr. Warden is still sleeping on the sofa in the office."

The rudimentary conditions silenced everyone present for a moment.

The prison warrior's usual behavior was confusing, but he spent the night on the sofa?

That was really ... more confusing.

If Zhang Dianyu is here, he will definitely say that it is not that he does not want to, but there is no place for him to plug the bed.

Recently, people always come to the office to visit from time to time, and it's awkward to see a bed as soon as I enter the door.

Nothing more than that killing cactus.

Just then someone opened the door and knocked on the wall next to him: "Peter?"

Everyone on the screen: Is there such a knock!

Peter grabbed the phone in a hurry, trying to stuff it into his pants pocket, and accidentally dropped it out.

Zhang Dianyu shook her head: "Sorry, Peter ... personal cell phones are not allowed in the office in the prison."

Peter swallowed and tried to make an excuse.

"—But your room is private

area. Zhang Dianyu pointed out.

Peter relieved. "Okay, Mr. Warden."

Zhang Dianyu: "Here are some resumes of the guards who are going to recruit. Please contact them."

There was no way, several people were lost in the prison one after another, and if no new guards were recruited, it would not be enough to open the door and send the prisoners.

Zhang Dianyu has not always wanted to recruit new employees, because these newcomers are different from the original pixel villains. They will be scared, and they will be like a real person with joy and sorrow.

Emotionally speaking, Zhang Dianyu is more concerned about the original critics, but the death of these new employees will make him feel uncomfortable.

However, the death of guards in prisons is common.

After Zhang Dianyu left the papers and left, Peter lay in the door slit and looked out for a long time. Finally, he sneaked out his cell phone and set it up again.

"Gentlemen, have I missed a topic?" He looked forward to the screen with anticipation. This was his first remote meeting.

"Almost everything," Stark said relentlessly. "Did the warden have left long ago? You listened for half an hour behind the door slit, how can we wait for you?"

Peter: "..."

That being said, the feeling of anticipation is frustrating.

"But there is one question left," Stark paused, looking in the direction of Fury.

Everyone was in the light screen projected, and it was not easy to determine who was looking, but Frey quickly understood Stark's meaning and nodded slightly.

Stark cleared his throat: "Peter, we have already discussed that the situation in which superpowers will be suppressed in prison makes you an ordinary high school student, so it is not appropriate to continue undercover there."

Peter froze and lowered his eyelids slowly.

He knew that this was a matter of time, and that was why he had been concealed in the report-he wanted to delay it for a few more days, and waited for him to find out the reason before reporting to SHIELD.

But as an undercover, this failed.

Peter was silent for a while, and everyone else looked at him from the screen until he raised his head again and summoned his courage to say, "I know, that's my fault ... But sir, I can't leave." His tone gradually Faster and gradually anxious, "If I leave the prison, then who will prove that Mr. Warden is a good man-you don't trust me here, I understand, but Mr. Warden will never be conspiring!"

Stark rolled his eyes, and Mr. Wayne on the other screen showed disapproval.

"You know, no one wants to go to jail, Peter." Someone said suddenly, Peter raised his head, Kent who had just met during the day.

"But we cannot act emotionally," Kent Win said, "if Mr. Warden is okay, he is everyone's ally."

He looked at the other two screens with a smile: "Sorry-although I am very fortunate that the editor-in-chief rejected my proposal to interview the prison, otherwise this report really did not know how to write it." He shook his head helplessly, "- —But as a reporter, I prefer to respect facts. "

Peter rejoices: "Sir, I want to be a reporter too."

Looking at Peter, who suddenly started consulting reporters, Stark rolled his eyes hard.

Peter was able to stay in prison for the time being, but the next day he received a large parcel filled with all sorts of weird ... defensive tools?

There is also a large "waste" label on the top of the box.

Peter: "..."

In fact, he was quite moved.

In view of the increased consumption rate of guards by transferring prisoners, Zhang Dianyu, while planning a new transfer of prisoners to receive cells, looked at the recruitment information by the way, and selected several people to contact Peter.

To be honest, the resumes of these people are quite rich.

Most of these private prison guards have a background in the service or have practiced some fighting skills, which seem to be more reliable than the original ones.

The original small batch of pixel people are tall, thin, thin, black and white, and do not seem to be able to play.

Even if they are equipped with electric shocks and guns, they are often brought down by prisoners with the skills of combat experts. Will be stolen by electric shock. Not to mention the gun, there is also the possibility of being killed by a fierce prisoner with a backstab.

Zhang Dianyu felt helpless.

He even wondered if he would adapt them to the chef team in the future. The guard who had been offended by Zhang Dianyu and moved to the kitchen to protect the potatoes because of offending the clown seemed to have fully integrated into the kitchen atmosphere. Zhang Dianyu even found on several occasions that he was wearing a prison guard's hat, a white chef's suit, and a spoon in front of a stove.

In this sense, although these pixel villains are not very intelligent, they are not incapable of training.

Zhang Dianyu pondered for a moment, and felt that it was not impossible to build a squad of crickets.

But what is important now is to arrange new transfers.

The clown has been asleep in the past few days under the arrangement of a sedative. I don't know if he will become too stupid by injecting too much.

But ... it seems good too.

Most of the psychiatric wards are still empty. The original plan was to wait for the Akam talent market to gradually move in. By the way, the task of establishing a psychiatric ward could be completed by the way.

So it cannot be converted here to transfer prisoners to receive cells.

In addition, the only vacant area is a piece of land between the psychiatric ward and the new dormitory, which is adjacent to the morgue and it is also a quiet and good place.

Zhang Dianyu thinks good.

He directly planned an 8x8 area here as a prison cell-ordinary employees such as lawyers and accountants, and their offices were only a quarter of the size-and then set up a fence outside to set up guard posts. .

Zhang Dianyu thought for a moment, and moved the guard tower to this side.

Anyway, there are not many violent escapes in prisons. Basically, they are digging tunnels. Snipers are blowing the wind (with the highest salary) every day, and there is actually nothing to do.

Zhang Dianyu simply moved all three guard towers, allowing the snipers to transfer the prisoner's cell and the west wing of the psychiatric ward.

Once the clowns or transferred prisoners try to escape or do something, the snipers who are too frightened will work.

You can even solve Zhang Dianyu's troubles once and for all.

Zhang Dianyu, who was gradually getting rich, no longer had to be afraid of one or two tickets from the prison administration.

Two days later, the new guards were on duty and the prisoner's cell was completed-like the luxury cell in the morgue, it was even equipped with a toilet.

Envious of the prisoners.

Zhang Dianyu saw a prisoner ’s desire for a toilet, and temporarily added a new policy—prisoners with the highest security scores per week were given a chance to live in the morgue for a week as a reward.

In police

When the guards announced this new policy, the prisoners could not help showing a complex look of terror and joy.

The new recruits were also shocked.

This job really opened the door to a new world for them-they had never thought of it before, and living in a morgue could be regarded as a reward.

But this is not the only place that is incredible.

The centralized toilets that are open at regular intervals are even more frightening-and the guard colleagues who look like they are hypnotized, and the warden who forced them to work 24 hours a day, make people suspect hell.

If you can leave here alive, you should probably complain to the regulator.

But the eyes of the warden's eyes made them have to give up this idea.

Just be alive.

At 8 am on Tuesday, Zhang Dianyu was waiting for the new prison car to arrive, only to find a plane slowly parked in the garbage dump opposite the prison.

This is not uncommon, since Stark and Wayne have been here a few times, Zhang Dianyu has gradually become immune to the crowd traveling by plane.

Immediately afterwards, the aircraft hatch opened, and several armed soldiers of the special operations team ran down, escorting something that might be called a prisoner car.

This is a dark green metal box with the US Army logo spray-painted on it.

Zhang Dianyu was lost in thought.

With the previous two experiences, he has begun to think that transferring prisoners is mostly a villain role in superheroes, which is used to add a little fun to the prison-probably, he is not happy anyway.

But how did the transferred prisoner get involved with the military?

The dark green prison car slowly moved towards the gate of the prison. Zhang Dianyu stood up and decided to see what was going on.

By the time he arrived at the gate of the prison, the prison car had stopped, and a man dressed in military uniform was standing behind him, his eyes were white and majestic.

Zhang Dianyu counted the stars on his epaulettes, three of which were generals of the army.

This rank is not low. What kind of vicious criminals will be sent? Zhang Dianyu became curious.

"I'm General Rose, responsible for the Hulk arrest team. Are you the warden here?"

The Lieutenant General turned his attention to Zhang Dianyu the first time he appeared, and his speech was very polite.

But Zhang Dianyu's focus is no longer on the attitude of General Ross.

"Hulk Arrest Team"?

This sentence revealed an important message-Hulk.

That green pot-shaped human head self-propelled tank? Zhang Dianyu took a breath.

Why was such a nuclear weapon sent to his prison? Zhang Dianyu began to wonder if the prison's ability to suppress superpowers would work for Hulk.

That was Hulk, after all.

Perhaps Zhang Dianyu's shocked expression aroused General Rose's contempt. He scanned the prison's humble gate and the outer wall of the fence surrounded by barbed wire with an evil look, and tightened his eyebrows undisguised.

"Mr. Warden," General Rose said indifferently. "Please lead the way. I need to confirm that I do have the ability to take this criminal, otherwise even a letter from the Ministry of Justice will not change my mind and I will take it away. . "

Zhang Dianyu noticed that General Ross was fast

Two eyebrows to tie.

It would have been better to know that he would not have built any prisoner relocation cell-wouldn't it be better to take Hulk away?

Zhang Dianyu sighed secretly.

The special forces of the Hulk arrest team opened the prison car and pushed out a metal cylindrical object with a glass cover from the inside. The hands and feet inside were firmly fixed on the metal side walls, their eyes were closed with their bare upper bodies, only Wearing a pair of tattered purple pants, a tired and thin face can be seen faintly.