The solar system is broken

To be on the safe side, Huo Shan did not take immediate action.

But at noon, I made another observation. It was obvious that the thin man had not deceived Huo Shan.

It takes 20 minutes for the dining car to arrive at Huoshan's room, and Fatty will not be in the monitoring room during these 20 minutes.

In other words, Huoshan has a vacuum period of about fifteen minutes and can operate.

Open the two doors, and then remove the ventilation duct...

Huo Shan felt that it was basically impossible to complete this in 15 minutes. Climbing 20 meters in the pipe would only take five or six minutes. In case the situation over there was complicated, it would take a little more time...

When the prison alarm goes off, a simple investigation will reveal the escape route. This is purely seeking death.

Gugu~

Huo Shan was hungry.

Today when I was handed the plate at noon, the plate was overturned and the paste was spilled. I couldn't eat it, so naturally I wasn't full.

Dangdang~

"All prisoners, come out and line up."

Coming, Huo Shan smiled unconsciously.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it is release time in this prison.

"205 Hurry up!" the grumpy fat man shouted outside the door.

Huo Shan lazily got up from the bed.

The electronic lock beeped a few times, and then the door was pushed open by a fat, short, middle-aged, bald man.

The man was heavily armed, with a baton in his hand, a clicking device on his waist, and a bottle of roughly pepper water.

The muscles are flabby and the fat body is not as good as the fat aunt landlord. If Huo Shan wants to, he will fall to the ground with one punch.

only...

"Hurry up, Chinese guy!" the prison guard yelled impatiently.

Huo Shan rolled his eyes and held out his hand for the fat man to put on the rose bracelet.

"Walk!"

The fat man was very irritable, pushed Huo Shan and went out the door.

When passing the door, Huo Shan took a special look at the door lock. Unfortunately, no password was required to close the door.

Prisoners lined up in front of an iron gate, waiting for unified orders.

There were already several men standing in the corridor, all of them looked big and thick, with fierce looks, and they didn't seem to be easy to provoke.

Among these big guys, a black man stood out particularly. He was about a head taller than Huo Shan, about 200cm.

His hand was as big as a cattail leaf fan, he had a shaved head and an evil look in his eyes.

Everyone he targeted subconsciously covered their buttocks.

"Huh?" A faint smile appeared on Huo Shan's lips. Could it be that they are sisters (The Shawshank Redemption)?

Xigai saw Huo Shan's expression, patted Huo Shan, and said with a smile, "I advise you not to have any thoughts. The last person had 20 stitches in his butt."

It was really the same thing, Huo Shan felt a chill in his heart.

Xigai leaned close to Huo Shan's ear and whispered, "He hasn't met a petite man for a long time."

Looking around, Huo Shan realized that he was the smallest and the easiest to bully.

"Maybe he is also the most petite in front of me." Huo Shan smiled maliciously.

Sigai smiled, "Maybe!"

We know very little about Huoshan and Xigaidi, but whoever can be imprisoned here has a few lives on his hands.

Xi Gai keenly felt that this young man had an unusual temperament. Although he had the restraint of an Oriental, he still had a domineering character that he could feel.

It's very special. It's like a kind of strong wine. It's just mediocre when you taste it, but you can easily get drunk if you're not careful.

Ding dong~

The iron door of the corridor was opened by a police officer with a gun.

"Walk!"

The fat man knocked on the iron fence with a short stick, and several big men staggered forward.

There is a staircase in front, and when you turn down to the second floor, you will find the playground for outdoor activities.

wind, blow.

Zebra stripes flutter.

A feeling of longing for freedom was calling him.

The high wall in the distance is very high, blocking the white clouds in the sky.

Barbed wire dotted the blue sky, and many machine guns were aimed at him.

This is not imprisonment, this is another form of massacre, this is an unnecessary concentration camp.

Framed?

Trickery, a kind of moral corruption unique to man.

No one cared about Huo Shan, everyone thought he was just a novice who was defeated by this desperate second half of his life.

There's nothing to talk about when you go out for a walk, it's just normal.

This group of prisoners rarely had anything in common. They just found a corner and stayed quietly.

Apart from living day after day, life is meaningless to them.

Except for some people of course.

The black man looked at the guards upstairs. They were chatting and smoking.

The black man slowly walked towards a relatively thin man, and the man's expression changed drastically.

He dodged and was about to run away, but the black man picked him up and pushed him against the wall.

The man shouted for his God and twisted his body, but he could not break free from the black man's hand.

The people around looked at all this in silence, saw it, and then turned around and left.

The black man put his hand into the crotch of the Muslim Christian, and the man closed his eyes in despair.

Tearing open trousers is like tearing open a food packaging bag, the crisp sound is very cold in the silent air.

Huo Shan frowned, but was not ready to take action. He was not the Holy Mother and could not meddle in too many other things.

What's more important is that he is carrying out an amazing operation, which requires a very low-key personality.

Huo Shan found a corner, squatted down quietly, and began to deduce his plan.

The Muslim twisted his body and hit the wall over and over again, making a dull sound, like a piece of pork being thrown on the chopping board, over and over again.

Bang bang bang~

The black man made a sound of comfort, while the Muslim opposite was experiencing humiliation.

I don't know how long it took, but the black man let go of the Muslim's collar and gently kissed the man's forehead.

Letting go of his hand, the man fell down under the wall, his buttocks still sticking out and bleeding.

The prison guard standing on the wall smiled, flicked his cigarette butt, and commented on the big guy's durability this time.

A white prison guard commented in a sharp voice that a large instrument could make it difficult for a Florida lady to walk.

Another yellow prison guard also nodded, fully agreeing with this.

The two guards on guard looked at the yellow man's crotch with disdain, mocking him for being less than half his size.

Huang Ren was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

Huo Shan looked at all this indifferently, human? It’s always so special.

People cannot see their own responsibility in the suffering of others, and always see the sins of others in their own needs.

The Muslim limped to the corner.

Huo Shan watched all this coldly.

The black man noticed Huo Shan and showed a cruel smile to Huo Shan. Obviously Huo Shan became his next target.

"Me?"

From a physical point of view, Huo Shan would be completely crushed against a 2-meter-tall man.

But when it comes to fighting, you rely on experience to see who is more ferocious.

Fighting is to go up and give the enemy a blow, and try to destroy him in one blow. What you fight is to exchange injury for injury: this is also the essence of the fighting skills of various countries.

I'm not afraid of big guys either.

The time for ventilating will soon come.

The prison bell rang, and the prisoners moved towards the iron gate.

Huo Shan stood up, stretched his muscles, and then walked towards the cell.

At this time, Huo Shan suddenly felt a hot feeling on his butt.

Then there was breathing, which was very heavy.

Enemy, Huo Shan subconsciously took action.

Raise your elbows and press your chin.

Turn around, kick your legs and push your knees into your crotch.

There was just a banging sound, and a hot smell of blood poured down from the top of Huo Shan's head.

"Shet~"

A roar of rage.

Huo Shan opened his body and saw clearly that it was the black sister.

"What, you think I'm easy to mess with?"

Covering his mouth, gurgling blood flowed from his chin and dripped to the ground.

"Squat down!"

"Squat down!"

Two prison guards armed with batons shouted angrily at Huo Shan from outside the iron fence.

Huo Shan glanced at the machine gun coming towards him. Not wanting to irritate the opponent, he obediently squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

(There was a sudden fight when the break time came, and the prison guards misunderstood that they wanted to create chaos and escape)

"A warning!"

The black man groaned and squatted down, looking unconvinced.