Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Don't think that you can become a Buddha immediately by putting down the butcher's knife. Don't think that the shore behind you is the shore. Standing here, we have retreated. People in the world are not Bodhisattvas and cannot save all sentient beings.

Our future needs to be fought out with my own hands. So what if we are criminals, no matter if we are not allowed to live in the world, as long as we are united, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks against us. The world is so big, beyond Mosca, we can hide our names, so why worry that there is no place for us. "

There was a smile on Jiaoyang's lips, and she kept saying confusing words, looking down with provocative eyes.

"Don't take chances and pin your future life and death on the slightest pity that others may have. The deputy warden also said just now that some prisoners who have been staying in Mosca have survived. . But I would like to ask everyone who survived, who barely escaped one crisis after another without relying on his own ability.

How many people have survived in Mosca for more than three years? Can you guarantee that you can escape the next three years? "

The prisoners froze on the spot for a moment, as if they were awakened instantly, and the severe pain in their stomachs caused cold sweat to drip on the ground.

Yes, count down the crises you encounter here, the days when people are worse than dogs, how many people can escape the next three years!

Since there is a chance to escape, why should they settle for the status quo? Waiting to die like poultry? Why should they be controlled by this group of sanctimonious guys? When they leave Mosga, they still don’t know who their grandson is, and who is nobler than whom!

They want to live, they don't want to stay in this hellish place, they want to escape!

"From now on, everyone raises their weapons, and all the police officers in Mosga"

The smile on Jiaoyang's face became even brighter, dazzling and moving, "Fight to the end——"

She raised the gun in her hand and fired a shot into the sky.

The melee in Mosga started instantly, and countless prisoners started fighting in anger, and the criminal blood in their bones was aroused.

They were like mad dogs, biting anyone they saw, slashing with knives, and shooting with guns. No one was spared wherever they went.

The prison guards, who had never seen such a panic scene before, were really helpless for a moment.

After all, who are the people imprisoned in Mosca? They are all the most vicious prisoners in the world, but they have not been sentenced to death for various reasons.

In contrast to the hell-like scene below, Jiaoyang walked off the stage calmly and calmly. Lingwen was standing next to her with his arms protecting her to prevent her from being hit by shrapnel and gravel that might attack at any time.

"Are you really planning to take them out too?" Shi Lingwen still couldn't help asking.

"How can it be."

Jiaoyang rolled her eyes at him angrily, "It's just making the best use of things. In this world, it's not just the righteous people who have strength when they unite. When a group of extremely vicious people unite for the same purpose like never before, strength becomes stronger." Just as powerful.”

The little girl turned her head indifferently and looked at the scene in front of her, which was comparable to a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​corpses.

"With their help, we should be able to delay it for a long time. Even if Jiang Minluo appears by then, there will be nothing we can do."

Mosga does have countless criminal deaths every year.

But they would not have thought that the reason for the sharp decrease in the number of prisoners in Mosga every year was not because of anything else, but precisely because of themselves.

Human greed, selfishness, and ugliness. When such a group of people gather together, the ugly side will be infinitely magnified. When a group of evil people stay together, they will only keep fighting among themselves for profit. They kill each other, and the total number will naturally decrease sharply without realizing it.

And people who are deeply involved in it often don’t realize this.

Mosga just took advantage of this and let them fight internally.

They don't need to do anything, they just need to provide the criminals with enough food and water, an environment sufficient to survive, and a closed space.

Now it was just revealed by her, and then the brain circuits of those criminals were diverted to another direction.

"How stupid." The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up in a wicked way, "To be incited so easily is destined to be cannon fodder."

Shi Lingwen looked at the smile on the little girl's face and felt a little scared.

Almost.

It was really close to becoming one of the countless people down there who were being turned into cannon fodder.

Is this the difference between high-IQ criminals with antisocial personality disorder and ordinary criminals?

"You're terrible."

Shi Lingwen smiled and met her gaze, "I feel like it's better to stay away from someone as dangerous as you as soon as possible."

"So." The smile on Jiaoyang's lips deepened, "Are you going to part ways with me after leaving Mosga?"

"No."

The young man shook his head, and a gentle smile spread in his eyes, "Although I feel that you seem to be a dangerous person, I feel now that you seem to have become more charming and charming."

Jiaoyang kept raising her lips: "I think so too."

After Jiang Minluo comes back, he will definitely regret not imprisoning her to the north together.

As the cruise ship approached, she looked around: "Where are they?"

What I refer to here are the three men who are said to be the monsters of Mosga who are cooperating with them. They are also the male protagonist who is crucial to the original plot, as well as his two good inmates-Sriyaan and Qiao Yin. and Fu Lesterlin.

"Hey~here~!"

A golden furry head emerged from behind the stone, followed by a pair of slightly curved blue eyes, just like the color of the sea.

Forrestlin jumped out with a smile, his exquisite and perfect face, and looked at her with a look of full admiration.

The young man bowed slightly, touched his chest with his left hand, and performed a standard Western European gentleman's salute.

"Hello, such a cute little sweetheart. I have heard many stories about you. I am very happy to meet you. You are really 10,000 times more beautiful than what I have imagined countless times in my mind. .”

He stretched out his hand towards her, and his delicate eyes caught the other two perverted men walking towards him from behind Fu Lestlin.

One was Qiao Yin, who was urging with his arms folded and his face full of impatience, and the other was Sriyaan, who was smiling with a smile on his lips, with no ill-intentioned meaning.

Jiaoyang smiled, and the smile on her face became brighter.

I always feel that this journey will not be boring.

She put her hand on it.

"Hello, Sheng Jiaoyang No. 036."

"Hello, Festerline."

The young man smiled, took the little girl's white and soft hand into it, held it, and tried to interpret the psychological activities of the little girl in front of him, but in the end he found nothing.

He lowered his head, the smile on his lips deepened, and his face became dark and unclear.

really

He smelled the same kind of scent.