Escape Game: I Really Just Want To Lose

Although it is said that he decides to die, he must have certain skills.

Otherwise, once the physique of Ouhuang, the destiny of my life, explodes, I don't know where it will go.

Make sure the surrounding terrain is flat.

Make sure no one is around to help you.

Finally, confirm that there are quite a lot of people on the other side, and you should be able to kill yourself if you do it.

After a few steps of confirmation, Wang Yun got up with a smirk and walked towards the district chief.

The head of the district in charge of Wang Yun is a well-dressed middle-aged man.

Although he was in prison, his clothes were neat, his hair was shiny, and his mustache was neatly trimmed.

At this time, he was discussing some matters while having breakfast with another district chief.

Unlike ordinary prisoners who can't see the original paste, they can eat serious steaks, drink milk, and even the room is a single apartment with Internet access.

This prison is divided into ten large districts, and each district has thousands of prisoners.

Although the head of the district is also a prisoner, their power is quite large, and they can even affect some regulations of the prison. It can be said that they are the pinnacle of prisoners.

"I don't agree." The district chief shook his head and said to the other district chief, "Prisoners now need to work twelve hours a day, and you have to take 30% of their income as management fees. It’s so inhumane.”

"Don't be hypocritical, old John." The fat man smoking a cigar spat disdainfully, "What's the use of humanity? What we want is money, money, money! Listen to me, extend the prisoner's working hours by two hours." Hours, the hourly remuneration remains the same, so they will increase their income a little, and maybe they should thank us."

"They're not that stupid."

"They're not that smart either. Vote for me at the next mayor meeting, trust me, I won't let you down."

Old John shook his head vigorously.

"I'm not going to agree with you, and I'm going to vote no. Go back, Jack."

Jack took a deep breath on the cigar, relished the taste of the cigar in his mouth, and then spat it out.

"Old John, we've known each other for almost forty years, and all I can say is, I'm sorry."

"What do you mean?" Old John became wary.

Before he could react, Old John's assistant stood up suddenly, cut Old John's arm backwards, and pressed it hard on the dining table.

Old John, who was pressed on the dining table, squinted his eyes and looked at his assistant: "How much did you sell me for?"

"A district chief." Jack said, smoking a cigar, "and some cash, and a woman."

He clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "Everyone, breakfast time is over, please leave here, thank you."

Everyone quickly dropped their plates and fled out of the restaurant like flying.

Even Old John's former loyalists left without looking back.

After all, this is a dispute between district chiefs, they can't and can't control it.

The prison guard in charge of guarding above looked at his watch, and then said to Jack: "The video has been replaced, and you still have fifteen minutes."

"Enough." Jack threw a roll of bills to the guard.

He walked up to Old John, pinched Old John's neck, and sang softly:

"We used to take to the streets together."

"Walk together on the cobblestone path."

"In the evening, we will watch the fireworks."

"Your and my dead bodies will be buried in the depths of the fireworks."

Just when Old John was about to be strangled to death by Jack, Jack's assistant rushed over: "Master District Chief, the situation is not right."

"What's wrong?"

"There's a prisoner over there who hasn't left."

"You can ask him to go."

"We tried, but..."

Jack raised his head dissatisfied, and then saw a scene that surprised him.

The subordinates he brought, as well as the subordinates of Old John's rebellion, were lying on the ground crookedly.

Among them, Wang Yun looked helplessly at the few people who were still standing: "I knew it would not be so smooth. If I say that they did it themselves, can you believe it?"

"Who are you?" Jack asked, frowning. "Ninja?"

"Would you believe me if I said I was Zhang Sanfeng?"

Jack looked at the fallen people and suddenly laughed.

"I think we can talk. How about working for me, and I can make you an offer you can't refuse."

Wang Yun put on a look of disgust for an instant.

I didn't want money at all, who is disgusting if you give me money?

"No need, you go on, after killing that person, can you come over and kill me?"

Jack glanced at Wang Yun, then suddenly pulled out a pistol and aimed it at Wang Yun who was sitting on the ground.

The moment he pulled the trigger, someone reached out and grabbed the pistol firmly.

(It's a little late, it should be fine)

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