I'm a hang

the next three days.

The entire Alcatraz prison is like a gasoline barrel that is ready to be ignited.

Members of the League of Gentlemen began to stir up trouble with impunity throughout Alcatraz Prison.

Playgrounds, infirmaries, back kitchens, and even caves and mines.

Wherever there are prisoners, there will be fights of various sizes.

The prisoners in the prison are originally a bunch of outlaws full of hormones.

Many people join organizations so that they can bully others, not be bullied.

Sikong Chongyun gave an order - just two words: make trouble!

The prisoners of the Gentlemen's League were more active than anyone else, as if locusts had crossed the border, and they shot if they didn't like it.

Beat whoever you catch!

Anyway, old and new grudges count together.

There is no reason at all, let alone no reason, just for fun...

Some people even took advantage of their large numbers to almost attack the jailers who maintained order.

Fortunately, it was stopped by Justin in time, so there was no big commotion out of control.

three days.

Xue Yun turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and stayed in the guard box all the time.

Zhou Xianling stood guard outside the guard box, like a door god, not allowing anyone to enter it.

Nobody knew what he was doing.

Everyone fights and fights in the underground prison every day, and they don't have time to pay attention to the whereabouts of the two great gods upstairs.

Two more days passed.

The chaos at Alcatraz prison is getting worse, but the scale is still not large enough.

Ordinary prisoners, with more than a dozen casualties, were not enough to attract Andrew's attention.

In his eyes, the lives of these people are worthless at all.

No matter how many casualties there are, it will not make him feel moved in the slightest.

The prisoners want to hurt each other, that's the prisoner's business, as long as it doesn't affect Andrew's money-making.

To get his attention, the Freedom Thugs must fight.

It's a pity that these guys are uncharacteristically.

Faced with the provocation and arrogance of the League of Gentlemen, they all chose to retreat and evade, and did not want to start a frontal conflict with it.

Everything has become confusing.

Time passed by like this little by little, and another three days passed in a blink of an eye.

In two more days.

The golden vip team will be taken to the port for execution, and there is not much time left for Xue Yun.

midnight.

Inside the laundry room of the underground prison.

A group of prisoners gathered together, everyone's face was gloomy, and many of them were smoking with cigarettes in their mouths, looking very aggrieved.

"Ghost, there is no way to go on like this..."

The blond-haired Browning shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Brothers have suffered a lot these past few days. The guys from the League of Gentlemen seem to have taken the wrong medicine and are making trouble for us everywhere..."

"Yesterday in the bathing room, another dozen brothers were stabbed in the back. Three of them died on the way to the infirmary. If we endure it any longer, we'll really be shrinking turtles!"

Squinted his eyes slightly.

The aging Paul sat in the middle, listening to Browning's complaints with his usual expression, without being moved in the slightest.

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big mess. Some things can't just be seen on the surface..."

Pick up the teacup at hand.

Paul took a sip of tea slowly, and continued: "You might as well think about it carefully, why the always calm Sikong Chongyun suddenly made his subordinates so ostentatious, and what is his purpose for doing this?"

As soon as this word comes out.

The scene was immediately quiet.

Even the most aggrieved Browning fell silent.

"Take a peek, and see the whole leopard..."

Gently put down the teacup.

Paul took a long breath, and the old god said: "Based on what I have known about him over the years, this guy will definitely not do things that are not beneficial at all. No matter what his purpose is, he will never do what he wants. Wanting to use us as gunmen is simply a daydream!"

In a word, there are reasons and evidence.

The subordinates around him were silent, even though there were still various reluctances in their hearts, they still chose to nod silently.

"Browning, tell the brothers..."

Squint.

Paul ordered gloomyly: "No matter how the gang of cattle from the Gentlemen's League make trouble, don't join them. If you see their people gathering together, hide away from me. In any case, don't have a direct conflict with them. Those who dare to disobey the order will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes..." Gritting his teeth, Browning slowly agreed.

Dong dong dong

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Everyone became vigilant immediately, and they got up and surrounded Paul at the same time.

"Who?!" Browning asked sharply.

"The messenger..."

Everyone was puzzled and looked at Paul in unison.

Frowning slightly.

Paul thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Let him in!"

咔

Slowly open the door.

An ordinary prisoner with a calm face was standing silently in front of the laundry room.

Judging from his stained chef's uniform, he is a member of the League of Gentlemen.

"What a guts..."

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Paul got up slowly, tilted his head to look at the prisoner at the door, and asked.

"It's so late, Sikong Chongyun asked you to come here alone to negotiate with us, isn't he afraid that something will happen to you?"

"Ghost is joking, I'm just a small character who comes to deliver letters..."

Step into the laundry room.

The prisoner in front of him looked calm and said with a slight smile: "What's more, even if the two countries are at war, there is still a rule of not killing one's envoy. With such a little morality in the world, the ghost will definitely abide by it."

Stand with hands behind.

Paul hunched his body, raised his hand and waved, and all his subordinates immediately obediently gave way to the road.

"What about the letter?" Browning asked in a deep voice.

heard.

The prisoner stretched his hand into his arms, which immediately aroused the vigilance of all the prisoners.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just delivering the letter..."

Smile.

The prisoner in front of him took out an envelope and handed it to Browning casually.

He took the envelope from Browning.

When Paul opened it, a sly smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Hahahaha, Sikong Chongyun wants to invite us to have a fight on the playground tomorrow morning, saying that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, so we can compete for the only prisoner force in Alcatraz..."

The prisoner in the laundry room instantly let out an arrogant smile.

as predicted--

There must be something wrong with the guys from the League of Gentlemen, otherwise there is no need to be so eager to make trouble!

"Go back and tell your leader..."

Tore the letter to shreds face to face.

With a gloomy face, Paul said with a smile: "No matter what he wants to do, we free thug brothers have no interest at all. What kind of bullshit duel, if you want to plot against us, let him rest easy!"

The voice just fell.

All the prisoners laughed, only the courier who was surrounded in the middle was expressionless and very calm.