There was once a word in the former dynasty that was used to express the fierceness of the person who was willing to cross the confines of the camp and even the hostile eyes of the whole world for his friends: the swordsman who dared to hang on to the traitor.

This is a very ordinary and ordinary description, and if you taste it carefully, you will definitely be able to figure out the very strong meaning of Shen Zhi, which is full of male hormones.

There are many people who dare to be traitors, but when the overall situation has been decided, there are very few people who dare to hang traitors, which often means that it is necessary to stand on the opposite side of morality, and the collective will requirements of morality, a socialized creature, have been so powerful and invincible since ancient times, because to defeat it is to overcome one's own heart.

Nian Le is not a traitor, but his current identity is even more intolerable to the Federation than a traitor, he is not dead yet, but he is about to die, Tai Zhiyuan came to the prison to see him for the last time, which can also be regarded as a condolence. "The crown prince of the former dynasty, a jar of porridge in advance, is a swordsman who hangs himself.

To be able to have such a friend in a person's life, Xu Le feels that this drama of life is worth the ticket price. The so-called handshake in the crowd of 10,000 people makes my cuffs fragrant for ten years, and the world is cold-eyed and a bowl of porridge, and how hot and warm will be born in my chest and abdomen?

Tai Zhiyuan's sentence before leaving, maybe it was just to comfort himself, and there was still some warm hope before the cold death came, but Xu Le didn't care too much.

Whether it was comfort or not, it was obvious that the prince was trying to make Xu Le's last few days more comfortable.

At the beginning of the morning, the military prison was very efficient in tidying up the cell that he had smashed into a garbage heap, setting up new beds and small tables, and even hanging a soft wood light curtain.

Xu Le didn't watch TV, he could guess what the recent news hotspots of the Federation were, watching the scandal news shocking events revealed was a very good way to pass the time, but if he was the focus of attention in the news, or the evil camp, then this way would become less comfortable. He rubbed his slightly swollen brow, lay down on the bed and pulled the snow-white quilt over his head.

From before the Catastrophe to after the Catastrophe, from the Federation to the Empire, from the Naughty Boy to the Cangsun to the Dying Old Man, the warm and dark quilt has always been the most trusted and last safe territory of human beings.

One can greet His Majesty the Emperor's mother in the quilt without worrying about the keen ears of the intelligence officer, and can do many things that are not allowed by law, without worrying that the glory of the charter dares to break through the privacy regulations. In the darkness, Xu Le's fingers quietly reached to the side against the wall.

Last night's frenzied smashing to vent his frustration made the seemingly hard prison partition wall crack a lot, and he remembered very well that there was a standard junction box in a certain cement crack.

His fingers felt hard, he closed his eyes, and with a hard press of his fingertips, the hard material of the junction box slowly and silently cracked in front of the wonderful power of his fingertips, revealing the complex trunking inside.

As one of the best mechanics, Xu Le doesn't even need to look, he only needs to stay with his fingertips for a moment to accurately distinguish whether it is a data cable or an energy cable, and what material is used for the envelope, and he will never be mistaken.

The fingers moved slightly, and the not-sharp fingertips easily broke the outer skin of the data cable, and the hard rubber on the city cracked slowly and silently like a fat man who had been disemboweled, exposing the chrome alloy core, and the rubber was cocked and separated to both sides, really like a hard and extremely sharp fish skin.

In the dark world, he closed his eyes and controlled the scorching power behind his waist with great precision, slowly passing through his shoulders and arms, until he finally penetrated his fingertips and into the bare wires of data.

Using the biocurrent in the human nerves or the kind of true qi similar to pulse waves to communicate with the machine, and even enter the processing structure of the other party to control the operation of the machine, sounds so absurd and lacks possibility, let alone rationality.

None of the science fiction novels in the Federation have imagined similar story themes, because science fiction writers have never encountered or even heard of such abilities as Xu Le's body.

In the days when the Fruit Shell Engineering Department conducted experiments in Xilin Sunset Prefecture last year, Xu Le had made many attempts with the help of Zou Yu, but no effective progress had been made, "As for being able to directly control the N52 military mecha with just a few charming fingers like Uncle did back then, it is even more unattainable to let the black mecha in the realm of the hills deceive the immortals to death.

The same is true today, but it is not the case, some things have vaguely changed The long numbers flowing at high speed in the data city entered his mind between his fingers, provoking a strange reaction, and no clear picture was formed in his waking consciousness, only a strange vague feeling, and he couldn't say the specific reason, but he seemed to be able to see the other side of the chaos, in addition to the central control, the data line in this wall was also connected to the electronic safety valves of each cell.

I don't know how long it took, he rolled over, lay flat on the bed and covered the quilt in a daze, I don't know if the extremely vague feeling in his mind just now was an illusion caused by his collapse under heavy pressure, or if his consciousness really felt the feedback of information in the distance along the data line.

Man is the first sequence of machines, does this mean that the biocurrent of the human body, or that wonderful power, can really become the F6 language that the machine can recognize?

In the hot spring pool of Philadelphia, the military god Li Pifu once mentioned to him some things about the true qi of the eight rice, when the old man was in his youth, he once took the initiative to volunteer to be an experimental object for the Federal Academy of Sciences, even so, the Academy of Sciences did not study a precise result, let alone promote it to the entire Federation, but the Academy of Sciences has basically determined that the method of this cultivation should be to extract some kind of radiation-like residue inherited from ancient times in the human body, until the wave becomes a specific manifestation of some kind of power.

After thinking for a while, he didn't figure it out, so Xu Le didn't think about it anymore, and held the data cable again, and sent the scorching power generated at the back of his waist into it continuously, the farther and farther, without cherishing it, if the data line was a highway bridge used by the prison party to control various cells and facilities, what he was doing now was to test the other party's reaction through this highway bridge.

At this time, Xu Le was not aware of his mastery of the power in his body, and he had a rare opportunity to progress, as if it was an electron transition in the crystal ore, and there was no qualitative difference in the rotation map, but once it was excited, it could drastically shrink the time required for the release process'1\o

Every time there is calm in the face of major events, the state that only a very few people can achieve, the tense sense of time oppression and crisis can often prompt creatures to instinctively break through their own limitations. There is a great terror between life and death, and there will also be a great opportunity.

Xu Le was able to be calm as usual when he encountered major events and even life and death in the past, because he believed that as long as he lived greatly, even if he died a glorious death, there would be no regrets, and the so-called horror was just ordinary. However, the death he will face has nothing to do with glory, and the life and greatness of the past have nothing to do with it, but it is a sad joke.1 So he has a strong desire to live it all.

It's just that since he has already determined that he is an Imperial, he will definitely be sentenced to death immediately, and the Federation has no mercy, tolerance and sympathy for the Imperial, and time is running out.

Blindfolded in the dark self-domain, Xu Le lay for several hours, and then heard the alloy door of the cell slowly slide open, and the cold voice of the major general prison director sounded, fortunately not to be executed immediately, but to announce the temporary measures of the prison authorities: to allow him to go to the big cafeteria for the last few meals.

Shocked or shocked, the federal news channel reported that within half an hour of appearing on the television flashes of thousands of households, hundreds of millions of federal citizens had only one emotion from their brains to their bodies, their thinking ability was somewhat numb by shock, their bodies were a little stiff with shock, they were holding lunch boxes in the school cafeteria, teacups on the sofa, and spirits in the bar, and people opened their mouths wide and their eyes wide, unable to believe what they heard and saw. Colonel Xu Le, the hero of the Federation, turned out to be the most hidden imperial spy?

As Mrs. Tai analyzed in Mochou Mountain, with the bottom of the Medellín parliamentarian, "Although it is still difficult for the federal people to accept, the voice of angry rebuke of the government's shady voice is not loud, in a very short period of time, the vast majority of people believe this fact, after all, the results of the two biomarker comparisons are in front of everyone's eyes, including Bob, editor-in-chief, many big people who are trusted by the people, supervise the whole process, and ...... You can never go wrong with the brilliance of the Charter.

The emotional reaction of the people of the Federation seemed to be somewhat strange, and after the shock, they felt the fear of the great conspiracy of the Imperials that had lasted for decades, and the fear of knowing that the Imperial Beast lurked around them like ordinary people, this fear was difficult to suppress, and then the fear directly turned into disappointment, anger and extreme embarrassment.

It is natural for people to project these emotions on the Imperial spies, Medellin is dead, and all the Imperial seeds that have been found have been cleansed, so the only object to bear these negative emotions is Xu Le.

Even people who have heard some rumors about the fund building back then will not think at this time that Medellin was killed by Xu Le, and they used to relish this rumor to add to the legendary brilliance of their heroic idol, but now they subconsciously forget.

The relationship between heroes or idols and fanatical people is actually very similar to the infatuated men and women in romance novels, once they are deceived by the person they love, and the idol turns out to be made of cheap stinky clay, then the deeper the love back then, the deeper the hatred now, the greater the hope that was pinned on back then, the greater the disappointment now, and the more ashamed I feel.

I don't know how many young male students went to the food stall outside the school gate to drink until they got drunk, and then angrily smashed all the wine glasses, scolding the shamelessness and despicability of Xu Le, an imperial man, "I remembered that a few months ago I stupidly put on a black mask and marched on the street with my classmates to denounce the federal government for Xu Le, I felt extremely ashamed, and the scolding became louder.

I don't know how many young women sulk at home for no reason, are picky about their mother's diet, and bitterly mock the clumsy taste of the female stars of the labor army on TV, and when they meet with their friends, they raise their orchid fingers and laugh and say that they have long seen that Colonel Xu Le is not a good thing, and those little eyes look so thief-eyed, and they forget that the words they used to describe those small eyes are: charming, and they forget that the encrypted electronic diary in the drawer contains the imagination of their former girl Huaichun and the name of a certain hero.

When the hero landed, he didn't cause any movement except to smash his blurred face into a clear ugliness and only splash dust and turmoil.

After the identification that shocked the universe in the Charter Bureau building, the federal government directly released Zou Yu and Shang Qiu, as for what kind of deep-seated reasons are hidden behind the scenes, or what kind of attitude Mr. President wants to express to all parties through this release, it will definitely cause many people to speculate and analyze, and the parties themselves have no interest at all.

Shang Qiu returned directly to the Gangdu Industrial Park from the capital, and she rejected Mr. Guoke's proposal to take a vacation, ignoring the rumors in the engineering department that she might be stripped of her independent technical director by the board of directors, and went straight to the heavy workload.

The subordinate engineers and the staff of the engineering department all knew the reason for her recent disappearance, and no one would talk about the news related to Xu Le in front of her, watching her work with technical parameters day and night, and obviously losing weight.

One day, Mr. Jose, the head of the engineering department of Guohu, finally couldn't stand it anymore and comforted: "It's sometimes a good way to forget about work, but pay attention to your body." ”

"I just can't find anything else to do but work, and it has nothing to do with forgetfulness, because I'm not going to forget about Hugh. "Xu Le is an imperial man, and you must learn to forget.

Shang Qiu inserted the refill into his black hair, took off his glasses, looked at Mr. Jose and said calmly: "I am an engineer, whether it is a mecha or a washing machine, in my eyes it is a combination of a bunch of metal components and microchips. ”

"Again, whether it's an Imperialist or a Federal, in my eyes it's a bunch of musculoskeletal, skin, hair, bodily fluids, and there's no difference. Manor umbrella.

Ten slightly trembling fingers, through the black hair, Nam Sang-mi retracted the sunlight cast into the TV light curtain, and her beautiful face was full of the words of loss and sadness, he is an Empire? How can he be an Empire?

Cao Jiaren, as the contemporary housemother of the Nanxiang family, of course, knew this shocking news much earlier than ordinary people, she knew that her daughter, who had long been deeply rooted in Xu Leqian, would definitely fall into the most quasi-dance period of her life after knowing the truth, and she would always sit on the sofa with her. At this time, looking at her daughter's helpless expression, Cao Jiaren sighed faintly in her heart.

Feelings often have to go through all kinds of tribulations, such as when she and the obscene fat man died without a problem because of the invisible pressure of the family.

She believes that her daughter is more determined and brave than she was back then, whether it is the pressure of family or society, whether it is the division of wealth or power, it will not shake her daughter's seemingly weak but strong will, even if Xu Le is a hooligan who has nothing to do and wanders the streets, as long as her daughter likes it, she will be able to persevere to the end.

However, what is standing in front of this relationship now is not Jian Shui'er, Zou Yu, or even Xu Le is about to die, but something that no one in this universe can fight against.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the little girl Zhong Yanhua, who had just washed her hair, sat on the princess bed with her thin legs in her arms, her slightly wet black hair had already passed her shoulders and hung down on her white nightdress.

She looked at the light curtain of the TV, her eyes widened, and her mouth opened wide to the point of extreme exaggeration, "After a while, she suddenly frowned cutely, muttered a few very indecent swear words, jumped out of bed, picked up the electronic screen, and began to sketch something seriously and calmly.

The flicker-free cyan lines gradually became dense and clear on the electronic screen, and finally presented a map of Nanxiang Manor, although this electronic map has not yet been fully drawn, but it is very dense, probably no one could have imagined that this twelve-year-old little princess of the Zhong family, can draw such a precise electronic map just by virtue of the impression left by Nan Xiangmei taking her to the manor for a horseback ride and walk these days, and it even marks several loopholes in the manor's monitoring system.

The sound of the door opening sounded, Zhong Yanhua pushed the electronic map to the back of the bed as fast as possible, and quickly rubbed his face with his little hands, turning the nervous and serious expression that was completely inconsistent with his age into a sweet smile and innocence like a little girl.

Nan Sang-mi walked in, sat directly on the soft couch by the window, looked at the stars above the treetops outside the window in a daze, and after sinking for a long time, she said softly, "Do you know about that?" "The bell fireworks girl let out a hum from the depths of her cute nose.

Nam Sang-mi slowly lowered her head, hugged her knees with some chills, and said sadly: "I feel that I am very useless, I can't help him with anything, and I ...... The moment I knew that he was from the empire just now, my first reaction was to forget all the days of the past few years, never think about him again, don't think about whether he can survive, as long as I don't think about him, I can pretend that I have never liked an empire so much. ”

Crystal tears were dripping, and Nam Sang-mi said guiltily and sadly: "The first reaction is the most real reaction, which is equivalent to saying that I don't love him as much as I imagined, and I'm ashamed."

"Winter, don't think too much. The little girl Zhong Yanhua came over and comforted: "For the people of the capital star map, the Imperial and the Federation are not the same race at all, they are all a group of beasts, so if you fall in love with an Imperial person, it is equivalent to wanting to engage in beastiality." Nam Sang-mi didn't understand, and looked up at the little girl's face blankly. "Bestiality is strictly forbidden even in the eighteen forbidden schools, and it's the same obscene and disgusting thing as weird uncles who like girls as big as me. ”

Zhong Yanhua patted her chest with a smile and said, "A natural good girl like you, of course she can't withstand such a fierce thing." "It's disgusting.

The picture flashed in Nan Xiangmei's mind, there was no blush on her face, only irrepressible horror, she looked at Zhong Yanhua with a natural and relaxed face, and said with a trace of incomprehension and unconvinced: "Just now you said the capital star map...... Isn't that how you Xilin people look at the Imperial?"

"Of course not. Zhong Yanhua waved his thin white little arm and said: "We can often see Imperial people over there, and there are quite a lot of prisoners of war or something, although I know that those Imperial people are very bad, but one by one."

She shrugged her shoulders, her black hair dancing slightly: "In our eyes, it's actually about as bad as the people in your capital's Star Circle." ”

Two very simple sentences, but Nan Xiangmei frowned, and vaguely grasped some key issues. Zhong Yanhua noticed the change in her mood, and secretly said bad in her heart, coughed twice to interrupt the other party's thoughts, and said with great sincerity and concern:

"You don't have to feel guilty, think about how many of our compatriots the imperial people have killed? How many sisters have you raped? How can you fall in love with an imperial person? Sister Nanxiang, forget these things, Xu Le is not the only man in the world. ”

In the dead of night, Nam Sang-mei, who had experienced a strong spiritual impact, finally fell into a deep sleep, with a tear stain hanging from the corner of her eyes, but the little girl Zhong Yanhua opened a pair of bright eyes, looking at the ceiling and was distracted, and her heart was full of irrepressible pleasure.

You're actually from the Empire? This is a good concubine, the women in the Federation who are crazy about you will probably run away, and I am the only one who dares to follow you. There is more than one man in the world, but there is only one girl by your side, so what else can you do except wait for me to grow up to be a woman?

The lovely little girl tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep, a satisfied and nervous smile appeared on her face from time to time, she didn't worry about the safety of that person at all, how could it be, you are my all-powerful brother Xu Le. Inside a single-family villa in the West Hill compound.

finally succeeded in soothing his mother's frightened heart, kicked Zou Liuhuo onto the bed, Zou Yu untied his bun, sat in front of the dresser tiredly, and looked at the haggard face in the mirror. After sinking for a long time, the familiar heart-wrenching beauty returned to her eyebrows and eyes.

Pulling open the drawer of the dresser, looking at the small instrument that Shi Qinghai stuffed into her hand in the Charter Square in the deepest part, she silently thought, if this thing can really avoid the brilliance of the Charter, then the one who needs it most now is undoubtedly the Imperial.

The problem is that you, damn stupid, unaware Imperial, are now in that damn prison, what goddamn can I think of to give it to you?

In the former imperial period, he was responsible for imprisoning dissidents, and after the republic, there were several heads of the Seven families who were imprisoned by the government, and the presidents who dealt with the Seven Families with the most tough methods, except for two who died in assassination, one president was impeached and removed from office during his term of office, and he was sentenced for corruption, and the place where he served his sentence was also here.

After the bloodshed of the most intense struggles, the Seven gradually withdrew from the stage, hid behind the scenes, formed some kind of compromise with the government, and the situation became harmonious, and from then on, the prison was mainly responsible for the most heinous criminals in the Federation.

It is very difficult for a person who is imprisoned in Allure Military Prison to have a chance to get out again, and if someone is really lucky or forcefully leaves, then he will definitely do everything for the rest of his life, even if he would rather die than return to this desperate complex again.

Xu Le has been here, then he was amnesty, and now he has been thrown into the Allure Military Prison for the second time, and there are definitely no more than three people in history who have suffered like him.

As for prison escape? Since the Allure Military Prison was put into use, nothing like this has ever happened, no matter how omnipotent the guy seems in human society, once he enters here, it is like a vulture has lost its wings, and the battleship has lost its crystal mine, no matter how much it struggles, it will not be able to get rid of this net, until it is gradually turned into rotten meat or a cold and unconscious pile of steel by the cold, boring, monotonous and hopeless days that are endless.

Heavy magnetic shackles tore at the muscles of his calves, like a knife cut, the inductive lights at the ankles appeared from time to time, warning the surroundings dangerously, there were induction electronically controlled bombs in the shackles, and three thick alloy handcuffs like metal rings hung on his wrists.

The muscle relaxant injected into his body by the prison doctor began to work, and a feeling of weakness permeated his whole body, and it became very difficult for him to drag the heavy shackles, and the heavy alloy ring on his wrist pulled his weak forearm downward, like an overripe and heavy fruit in autumn, and the crushed branches bent weakly.

Xu Le squinted his eyes and looked up with difficulty at the thick clouds of lead ash above the transparent dome of the prison, he wanted to make history, he wanted to be the first person to successfully escape from the Allure Military Prison, but he didn't have any confidence, and he hadn't even found a clearer way.

The strong and rough pulling force carried down the noose to his neck, causing him to stagger forward and almost fall.

The Major General, Mr. Warden, coughed twice, waved his hand and motioned to the subordinates around who were holding the noose to control Xu Le's body to relax a little, and said in a low voice: "It's already very difficult to let you come out to eat, you'd better not think too much." Xu Leshen nodded after a moment, followed the magnetic channel, and walked towards his own dining table.

The crisp sound of metal colliding sounded in a panic, and the felons who were eating at the end of the transparent material silently looked at the man who was slowly walking by the aid factory over there, watching his shortened hair point to the sky like weeds, and his beard stubbornly growing grass roots like a burned field, and collectively subconsciously put down the cutlery in their hands.

The scene was familiar to these unforgivable federal felons, or more accurately, a dull repetition of the scene from five years ago, only this time at intervals so long that it was more interesting than their daily repetitions, so long that it took some time for some to remember who he was. "Colonel Xu Le, welcome back!"

A felony stood up and shouted to the guy who was struggling to walk on the side of the transparent wall, "Immediately after, two arcs of lightning struck his body, and the military guard stepped forward with a heavy face, drew the baton from his waist, and unceremoniously began to beat him hard.

Bursting out, listening to the sound of hard objects hitting people, Xu Le looked back.

Looking at the prisoner on the ground who was convulsing in pain and blood was flowing from the corners of his lips, he remembered that after he was transferred to Allure Military Prison five years ago, it was this person who was the first to smile at him, but because of this smile, he was imprisoned in black prison for three days.

I didn't expect that five years later, this guy would still be so tough, probably because the prisoners in this prison could no longer find anything to pass the long life that made people want to die but couldn't bear to throw it away like this, except to challenge the authority of the prison authorities......

Xu Le smiled, and waved to the Federation felons on Pei's side through the transparent wall, "The arm is swinging very slowly, but in the eyes of the major general in the rear, it seems that he sees that slow-moving arm, trying to throw something into the ashes, so as to ignite the flame that seems to be cold and hides fierce energy.

The food in the prison is good, although it can't catch up with the front-line troops, but the nutrition can be guaranteed, the potato roast protein meat is the main dish, a green vegetable, a salted cucumber, and an orange.

It took a short time to use the numbered tableware in his hand to eliminate these meals before the poison, but he ate very slowly and chewed very carefully today, as if he wanted to chew all the energy contained in each grain of rice and potato into nutrients that could be absorbed, and then store it in his body. He ate slowly, thinking casually.

Accepting the fact that he is an Imperial, forgetting the sense of identity tear that comes with a federal education, and not having the painful struggle of eternal literature and art, it is only a simple thing to think about, but when the events happen to each individual individual, it becomes not so simple, for example, he has to face the fact that Medellin and King Caton are his close relatives, even his closest uncles, from a blood point of view, but they are both killed by him.

Will this situation be in the moral court? Xu Leyi put the last potato into his mouth, chewed and tasted it carefully and even delicately, and as the chewing muscles stretched, a mocking smile appeared on his cheeks: No one can judge themselves in the moral court, and now the problem is no longer about morality, only about life and death, and I don't want to die, it's such a simple thing.

Pushing the plate a little farther away, he took the orange and began to peel it, the white silk under the orange peel was a little dry, he licked his somewhat dry lips, squinted his eyes, and the afterglow passed through the transparent wall and fell on the federal felons over there.

The old man by the window, who was trying to find a few tiny eggs from the orange peel, was named Menelde, a former professor at the Third Department of the Federal Academy of Military Sciences, and the best biochemistry expert in the Federation, if it weren't for the use of his latest research results to ban biochemical poison gas...... killed his wife's whole family for no reason, and in the eyes of many people, he would definitely win more than three Nebula Awards in his life.

The bald man who was grinning at him was called George, who seemed to be extremely silly and honest, but in fact he was a rare strong man in the federal forces, and his hands were stained with the blood of many enemies and colleagues, and he was extremely brutal.

This man insisted on calling himself St. George because of his belief in a primitive religion in the Bermuda triangle, and because of that damn religion, he tore seven innocent recruits into pieces of flesh in the boot barracks, and he insisted that he felt the guidance of the Lord in a court-martial......

The man who smiled innocently like a child was called Charles, the Federation's most notorious prostitute serial killer, and the first prostitute to die at his hands was his biological mother.

And that middle-aged man who is as handsome as a stone sculpture, what is his name? Xu Le frowned, and recalled carefully, Oh, yes, his name is Tong Jiazhen, and he is a character that even he thinks is terrifying.

Xu Le suddenly felt that this scene was very wonderful, with the transfer of daylight, the identities of those men clearly appeared in his mind, some like the scene when he took seven groups to the front line, except that Zhao Linquan They were real fearless soldiers, and these people were real fearless sins.

After he was transferred to the Allure Military Prison, he had dinner with these criminals across the wall, and in the shortest possible time, with the help of the old thing, he figured out the identity and ability of the other party, because he wanted to escape from prison with the help of these people's abilities. It's just that he was pardoned by President Pabul later, and these preparations were naturally useless, who would have thought that five years later, they would come in handy again.

The prison is still the same prison, and the criminals on the other side of the transparent wall are still those criminals, except for Mendel's hair, which turns gray to silver, and St. George's bald head, which has had more scars and wrinkles, and it seems that five years have left no trace here.

Then he noticed that there was an old voice missing from the transparent wall, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow, staring at the orange in his hand.

The owner of that old voice was once the spiritual leader of the felons in this military prison, and his identity was so mysterious that even the old thing could not find a more accurate file except for a citizen number at the time, and if someone could sort out the story of this person, it would be a real legend, but now he disappeared into this prison in obscurity.

It seems that no one can really defeat time, the god of war Li Pifu can't, and neither can the nameless old man in the prison, so can anyone fight and win this prison?

His fingers sank into the soft peel, Xu Le frowned and thought for a long time, suddenly put the orange back on the plate, stood up with difficulty on the table, and looked at the transparent wall.

As if sensing his gaze, the notorious or heinous prisoners on the other side of the transparent wall collectively raised their heads and looked back at him, their eyes revealing a sense of complexity or amusement.

The guards in the military prison, especially the special forces in charge of guarding Xu Le, suddenly became nervous, and the command voice in the intercom system sounded frequently, and more than a dozen guards walked towards Xu Le, trying to stop his next move.

Xu Le didn't do anything, he just looked at the prisoners on the other side of the transparent wall, raised the shackles in his hand high and said, "Live humbly, or die happily." ”

There was a dead silence in the prison, and the cold sunlight of late autumn suddenly pierced through the thick dark clouds, through the dome, and shone on him. A prisoner on the other side of the wall shouted, "Not for good reason!"

Batons and electricity invaded his body, and before he fell, he shouted to the felons on the other side of the transparent wall, "Because I want to live."

(Xu Le's dialogue with the prisoners was written for a long time, very hot-blooded, conspiratorial and evil, but this was seriously inconsistent with the situation, especially the time issue, so it had to be deleted completely.) After going home today, I didn't stop writing all the way, and finally wrote 9,000 words, which is very thrilling, not a matter of time, mainly because now I start to feel sleepy at night, and I am afraid that I will fall asleep if I slow down.

Three days did not change, the monthly pass is of course legitimately backward, to have so many tickets is already a very shoulder thing, since now the cat has begun to start again, please also ask for more support, double the period and then stop changing, fall behind again, have to catch up again, it's really a sad thing.

But when I think about it, we seem to be used to this situation for a long time, and we are very experienced and confident, so S○, let's go on because I want to do it. PS: I couldn't open Oka for a whole hour, I almost got angry, take a deep breath, take a deep breath... wW