A War Between Spies

Yang Yi was not confined, but was directly released, just as nothing happened.

Still in the windy time, the prison guard directly threw Yang Yi to the playground.

The boxing champion was sent back to the playground with Yang Yi, but the boxing champion was welcomed by his younger brothers, and Yang Yi was only a single person.

As long as the opportunity is found, the boxing champion will be unable to wait for Yang Yi to intimidate and threaten the action, as well as psychological blows.

"Kid, how do you want to die? You are dead! I promise you that you are dead, even if I will go to the re-inspection area, but you are dead!"

Without paying attention to the screaming of the boxing champion, Yang Yi’s chest and stomach were still very painful, so he walked alone to the corner of no one, and found a place to sit down.

A long sigh of relief, the chest felt a sting when exhaling.

“Everyone here is a bastard!”

The whisper of gnashing his teeth, Yang Yi began to lick his stomach.

The cage is inevitable, and Irving will arrange it.

Owen is very happy to see Yang Yi die, so it is easier to conceal the fact that Li is a peach, although the real Benjamin may be a little trouble, but for Owen and the entire prison is once and for all.

Yang Yi is watching the boxing champion.

The boxing figure is very strong, his neck looks almost as thick as his head, and his body is still very large without a trace of fat.

Basically, what Tyson's physique is like, what the boxing champion is, except that the appearance is different, the rest of them are carved out like a mold.

Look at Yang Yi, although the height is not low, but the contrast is too thin, if the boxing champion is heavyweight, then Yang Yi is lightweight.

A heavyweight, heavyweight, heavyweight boxer is more than 201 pounds. The lightweight boxer weighs 135 pounds, which is about 61 kilograms. It looks almost the same, but in fact it is quite poor. Eight levels, because the heavyweight is the highest level, and the lightweight is the ninth.

If this is a boxing match, this will not be able to fight at all, because the gap between the two boxers is too big, Yang Yi is in an absolute disadvantage, and there is no need to fight and know that it is lost, so there is no such game. Look.

Fortunately, this is not a game, there are no rules, whoever survives is the winner.

Or both of them are losers, but there will never be two winners, because when they enter the cage, only one can survive.

Generally speaking, from all angles, Yang Yi is lost, because he can use weapons, but the boxing champion can also use weapons. No one can only use fists for any boxing champion. Any IQ is normal. People will buy Yang Yi lose.

And the gambling has indeed begun.

Buddy is the person who collects the bet. I don't know if he is a bookmaker, but a lot of prisoners are surrounded by Buddy. They are eager to bet on Buddy, and Buddy uses a pen on a small book. Write.

Just like watching other people's affairs, Yang Yi sat on the ground and stared at it. At this moment, Chris, who had been intentionally away from Yang Yi, came over, and then he sat next to Yang Yi.

The triangular pyramid hidden in the clothes was taken out and sent quietly to Yang Yi’s hand. After Yang Yi hid the triangular pyramid, he whispered: “Thank you.”

Chris whispered: "You're welcome, you owe me a favor."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Yes, I owe you personal feelings. If there is a chance, I will pay back."

Chris sighed and said: "I don't think you will have a chance to pay back. Although you are really good, you shouldn't be fighting with the boxing champion. It is possible for you to find a chance to do it, but the cage is fighting. You are really dead, you are the brain, why do you choose to fight with a professional boxer?"

Sighing, Chris shook his head and whispered: "You are about the same size as my son. I don't want to gossip, but I see that you really think of my son, so I don't want to see you die. But I can't help, I can only wish you good luck."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "You can see your son after you go out, or your son did not come to visit the prison?"

Chris took a deep breath and whispered: "He can't come because he is dead. He died when he was twelve."

Yang Yi put up a smile and whispered: "I'm sorry, I am sorry."

Chris shook his head and said: "No need to apologize, it is my topic."

Yang Yi didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything, and Chris whispered after a moment of silence: "I had a good job, a happy family, but I was drunk. After the little punk drove into my yard, my son died, everything was ruined. I shot the **** who drove the car, but I regret it now, I regret it very much. I should put it in the car. All four people were killed! I really should kill them all!"

Yang Yi whispered: "You killed the driver, so you came here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Right?"

Chris nodded and whispered: "Yes, of course, I did something that an angry father should do, but I didn't finish it. Before the police arrived, I just killed the driver, because I feel that one person is doing things alone. Whoever drives the car will kill me, but I am wrong. I am really wrong. I went to jail. The remaining three **** later entered my home. They shot. Killed my wife."

Yang Yi squeezed his fist and whispered: "How could this be! Later? How are the three people?"

There was a helpless smile on Chris’s face, and then he said with a very awkward voice: “The police caught them, but they were all underage, and then the longest one was sentenced to 10 years’ imprisonment, the shortest One of them is only two years, now they are all released from prison, and I am still here."

Yang Yi shook his head and whispered: "Damn..."

Chris shrugged his shoulders and said: "They certainly **** it, but it has to wait for me to go out. Sorry, I can't die, I can't extend my sentence. You are a very polite young man, which reminds me of me. Son, but I am sorry, I still can't help you."

After that, Chris patted Yang Yi’s shoulder and smiled. “What I can do is press the bet to win, two packs of cigarettes. This is the only place I can support you.”

Yang Yi smiled and said: "I don't think this is support. Well, it is good to support the spirit. Tell me, how to bet, what is the odds?"

Chris smiled and said: "Oh, you may be disappointed, because everyone will buy you dead, bet a pack of cigarettes to start, you win, a pack of cigarettes can turn into twenty packs, you lose is One pack of cigarettes loses one, because the bet is smoke, so the odds are really no longer low."