Chapter 112, Climbing the Wall
“What sentence?”
“Indefinite. No parole. No visits.”
“I’ll go take a look.”
"good!"
Zhao Dianchun immediately led the way.
Passed through several iron gates. Zhang Yong entered the cell. All sorts of foul odors came from the place.
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.
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''s summer now. That stuffy heat.
He couldn''t help but put his hand to cover his mouth.
I definitely can’t stand such a ghost place.
??Stinky…
?Eating, drinking, and eating are all in there. What do you think it would taste like? Directly smoke people to death!
Suffocate.
Pinch the nose.
?With great difficulty, we reached the innermost cell.
Can’t even see clearly who is inside.
Zhang Yong frowned.
Even if the person is alive. He''s disabled now, too.
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.
“Zhuo Yungui!”
“Zhuo Yungui!”
Zhao Dianchun shouted loudly.
There was no response from inside the cell. It''s as if the person is dead.
“Someone wants to take you out…”
"roll!"
Finally, there was a response from inside the cell.
Zhang Yong saw it clearly. There are indeed people inside. But huddled in a corner.
All right. Almost a human did it.
disappointment.
Such a person is definitely useless.
never mind. Get another one.
I feel that Virgo’s suggestion is unreliable.
It is better to go to the army and select people. At least in good health.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, someone shouted hoarsely.
Zhang Yong looked back. I found a person hanging on the iron door. Apparently it was someone inside who did it.
Skinny. Dying.
Frowning.
“What do you want me to do out there?”
“Kill the Japanese.”
Zhang Yong answered straightforwardly.
This is the fact.
“How many to kill?”
“Kill them all.”
"What?"
"I can bail you out. Restore your freedom. But you need to do something for us."
“What to do?”
“Said. Kill the Japanese.”
“How many to kill?”
“Kill them all.”
“How many to kill?”
“Kill them all.”
Rengan asked repeatedly. Zhang Yong repeated the answer.
Let’s talk about the ugly things first. Complete restoration of your freedom is impossible.
You are a tool.
?Hmm, maybe we can call them tool people.
Trade your life for freedom.
Fighting with the Japanese invaders, you may die.
If you''re afraid, don''t accept it. Once accepted, there are no changes.
“I promise…”
“But I won’t agree!”
Zhang Yong temporarily changed his attention.
He doesn’t want such a person. There''s no point in coming.
The selection must be open.
It would be better to hold a prison sports meeting…
right.
Admission is based on merit.
If you want to regain your freedom, you have to show your skills.
Turn around and leave.
It was not until he left the cell that he could breathe again.
Specially naughty. I will never go to jail again. It''s really not a place for people to stay. Unless there''s gold in it.
“Warden Zhao, let’s try another method.”
"you say."
“You release people and let them climb out of the high wall.”
"What?"
“Tell the guards not to shoot. Let them crawl out.”
“Understood!” ???Zhao Dianchun went to make arrangements immediately.
Since Zhang Yong was not satisfied with the person he selected, he had no choice but to leave it to him.
Zhang Yong was watching from outside.
The wall is very high. It''s about seven meters.
The surface is very smooth. There is almost nothing to focus on.
At least, that’s how it seems to Zhang Yong.
?Of course, in the eyes of some experts, it shouldn’t be difficult.
?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.
Climbing over the wall is a basic skill.
??If you can''t pass this level, everything else is in vain.
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.
Only those who take advantage of the sidelines can do it.
Zhang Yong asked someone to bring a table and a chair and sit outside. Waiting for someone to climb out from the high wall.
He also asked people to prepare some water and steamed buns. Useful for a while.
Then…
means to wait.
“Dip!”
Someone is blowing a whistle inside.
Indicates starting to release people.
Zhang Yong sat down. Half-tilt head. Waiting for someone to show up.
Look at the watch. Calculation time.
?Thirty seconds…
One minute…
Suddenly, someone’s head shook.
Zhang Yong lowered his head and looked at his watch. Oh boy, it’s just over seventy seconds.
??What kind of awesome person can actually climb such a high wall in more than a minute?
Cowhide!
must be capitalized.
Look carefully. I found that the other party looked old. Wrinkled face.
It’s strange. He''s actually an old guy?
Still anxious about growing up?
Be calm and composed. Keep watching.
The climb up is not over yet. Haven''t climbed down yet. It''s also difficult.
Who knew, the old guy was leaning against the wall and just slipped down. It fell lightly to the ground.
Actually, the wall has a slight slope. It''s not exactly vertical. He took advantage of this.
Even so, it is very powerful.
He hesitated. Came to Zhang Yong. A little nervous. A little cramped. Looking forward to it again.
"name?"
“Huang Shang.”
"What?"
?Zhang Yong was stunned.
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.
“Eat. Drink water. Come again.”
Zhang Yong said.
Climbing once is certainly not enough. Have to crawl back and forth.
Why?
Deliberately tormenting the other party. See the other person''s reaction.
If the opponent throws his hat. Very girly. Quit. Then you can go back to jail.
?Zhang Yong does not have such great ability. Can''t control them.
what to do? There must be one or two obedient ones. Can fight again. Obedient again. Mainly a submissive.
?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...
Huang Shang ate the steamed buns silently.
Eat five in one go.
Zhang Yong:? ? ?
Is it so edible? One bite?
Hey, these are steamed buns bigger than your fist!
OK. You eat. Eat whatever you want.
As long as you have real ability, the steamed buns will take care of you.
Wrong. It’s about having enough food. There is chicken, duck and fish. Your satisfaction is guaranteed.
?Our Fuxing Club never loses money on food expenses.
Huang Shang continued to eat steamed buns.
I quickly ate five more. Then drink water.
Then continue eating.
Zhang Yong ignored him. He looked up at the wall.
Eh?
Someone shows up?
It seems to be that Zhuo Yungui? He actually climbed up too?
Awesome!
?People can be so strong.
I thought I had run out of oil and the lamp was dry.
OK.
Come down!
Poof!
?Zhuo Yungui fell down.
Zhang Yong:…
Sure enough, there is no way to continue.
Already dying. Climbing the wall exhausted the last of my strength.
Sorry, you can''t make the trip.
Just as he was about to shake his head, he suddenly saw Zhuo Yungui standing up unsteadily again.
Staggering.
Staggering.
but…
It is indeed moving.
Finally moved to Zhang Yong''s side, grabbing water and steamed buns.
Zhang Yong turned a blind eye.
Eat quickly. I have to crawl back after a while.
Think climbing once is enough? What a beautiful idea!
The next update will be around 12 noon…
(End of this chapter)