Chapter 1: Top Prisons

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Guantanamo Bay, one of the most well-known prisons in the world, houses a handful of extreme dangerous people.

Battalion D, Battalion No. 7.

They are all fellons while maintaining the highest level of vigilance.

Footsteps lingered in the empty hallway, and a group of six gun-wielding soldiers protected two men, one the warden and the other a suit-and-leather face with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, tall and thin, unable to see clearly.

"Mr. Qin, you are very discerning, Prisoner No. 19 is the most special prisoner I have ever seen, like all you Orientals, he is not too tall and has no characteristics, but he is ranked in the top ten in the international killer world, it is really hard to believe" The warden smiled in a friendly manner.

"I know," the man in the suit pushed his glasses, then pulled out a check with $20 million written on it, and handed it to the warden, to put it mildly.

"Okay, my friend Qin, I'll accompany you here, No. 19, it's your person, I wish you a pleasant day" The warden quietly accepted the check, patted the man in the suit on the shoulder, and walked out.

I quickly walked through layers of iron doors, and finally came to the front of a small room, surrounded by more than fifty centimeters of reinforced concrete, and more than sixteen sets of cameras.

The five soldiers directly opened the safety of the gun and aimed it in the direction of the door, and the remaining soldier carefully began to unlock it, and it took a full minute to open all the locks, and then he took several steps back, and also aimed the gun in the direction of the door.

The soldiers all looked nervous, but the man in the suit was calm.

The door slowly opened, and all the soldiers put their index fingers on the trigger, but nothing happened.

The inside is very simple, on the steel bed, a short-haired young man is lying comfortably on the bed, with Erlang's legs crossed and digging his ears with one hand.

"You are Zhou Ming?" the man in the suit took a few steps closer.

"I am," the young man sat up, with short and energetic hair and bright eyes, but he was an ordinary man, with a long scar on his neck. The soldiers, however, took several steps back because of him.

"You're free," said the man in the suit.

A few days later, Zhongyun International Airport.

Zhou Ming walked out of the airport gate, stretched his waist, sorted out his shabby camouflage uniform, and then looked up at the sky, I don't know how long, I haven't seen such a blue sky, and then took a deep breath, mixed with the familiar smell of car exhaust.

Bored, he touched the scar on his neck, which he left when he was eleven years old, and this scar also changed his life.

From an ordinary person to a top killer, and then he was really bored, so he mixed with mercenaries several times, and as a result, he overslept once, was overshadowed by the Yankees, and was imprisoned in the world's most famous Guantanamo prison in Cuba.

was going to escape from prison, but who would have thought that someone would spend money to rescue himself.

Twenty million dollars, that's not a small amount.

He hasn't been back for six years, he hasn't seen a woman for two years, his eyes sweep around with the beautiful legs of those white flowers on the street, and now people are getting shorter and shorter, isn't this a crime to hook people?

He lit a cigarette and took a puff, but coughed violently and threw it away.

He's a killer, but unlike other killers, he's not interested in anything that anesthetizes him, and he's always in an optimal state of reflexes.

At that moment, a different low roar erupted, and a red shadow drifted around the corner in the distance, a wild engine from Ferrari's racetrack heritage.

And an emergency stop, after violent friction, the body threw out a beautiful arc, and then stopped in front of Zhou Ming.

There was a woman sitting in the car, and it was a rare beauty.

The black hair is like silk, and it hangs softly on the fragrant shoulders.

On the soft face, a pair of peach blossom eyes that are a little seductive, but they are very beautiful double eyelids, which are even more deep and charming, and the long eyelashes blink, like butterflies trembling lightly.

And the small mouth is ruddy, crystal clear, so pink that people want to take a bite, along the delicate chin arc, this beauty is indeed amazing enough.

And she is dressed even more attractively, with an excellent figure, a white cotton vest outlines the fullness of her chest, and it is a piece of white skin and tenderness, fragrant shoulders are exquisite, the snow muscles of the jade arms are fully exposed, and the small waist is full of hand, a little delicate, but a little delicate.

The sky blue jeans wrap around the slender legs, but the tight lines are round and seductive.

This is a seductive but elegant woman.

She turned her head to look at Zhou Ming, but her eyes revealed some information, she is a woman with a very proud heart, and this kind of woman is difficult to be truly conquered by men.

"Beauty, inquire about something" Zhou Ming leaned on the unclosed car window and asked familiarly.

"You want my phone number?" she asked, not disgusted, but with interest.

"Do you want to soak me, do you want to give me my phone number?" Zhou Ming was surprised, but his eyes were looking, this woman was indeed a superb.

"If you don't say anything, I'll leave" and the woman laughed, so beautiful that she was embarrassed, this was the first time Qiu Ruoyu met a man who was not interested in her phone number.

"May I ask how that Qin International is going?" Zhou Ming asked, his eyes sparkling at this beauty.

"What are you doing at Qin's International, as far as I know, their company has quite high requirements" Qiu Ruoyu looked at this man, just like the men doing rough work on the side of the road.

"Of course I went to work," Zhou Ming replied.

"Go to work?" Qiu Ruoyu burst out laughing again, soft and trembling, delicate and glamorous, and covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes were full of smiles, especially when she saw Lin Ye's clothes dressed as migrant workers.

"I said beauty, it's so funny when I go to work?" Zhou Ming patted the car door dissatisfiedly.

"Are you really going to work?" she stopped laughing.

"Really go" Zhou Ming nodded.

"Then you wait a while, I will also go to Qin's International and send you over directly. Qiu Ruoyu felt that she hadn't laughed like this for a long time.

"That's no problem" Zhou Ming unceremoniously opened the car door, and then sat directly into the sports car worth millions.

"Who are you waiting for?" Zhou Ming said curiously, but he felt that there was a faint fragrance in it, and it smelled very comfortable.

"My daughter, she just came back from a trip," Qiu Ruoyu said.

"Your daughter?" Zhou Ming almost didn't spurt blood, and carefully looked at her slender and seductive figure, and on the white and tender skin that can be blown off, there is no trace of time, such a big beauty, she already has a daughter who can travel by plane?

"What, don't believe it?" Qiu Ruoyu asked, she was used to being looked at like this by men.

"It's a little unbelievable, and your car only has two seats, how can you sit later?" Zhou Ming asked.

"Of course it's sitting on you, how about it?" Qiu Ruoyu blinked her beautiful eyes.

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