
The cell door opens.
The warden entered from the door and saw a figure who was eating and drinking inside, sighing helplessly.
The people inside could not see their faces clearly. They were wearing shabby, unkempt prison clothes, with their heads bowed, and were eating food in front of them.
The food is very rich, with fish and meat.
There's even a bottle of Maotai and a cigar!
Its abundance is much higher than that of ordinary families. It's not like life in prison.
Moreover, this is still a prison for some criminals. Every prisoner here has at least ten lives.
However, only he could enjoy such detachment among these prisoners.
"Betch".
As soon as he entered, the warden heard him burp and a pungent smell of wine entered his nostrils.
"God of War, it's time you get out of here". What was even stranger was that the warden had to call him the God of War, with great respect.
The prisoner who ate did not notice him, but took a sip of wine and still could not clearly see the appearance of being clogged under his black hair.
The prison chief smiled bitterly, and it was the same as before.
In the past three years, he had no idea how many times he had spoken this sentence. Initially, the teacher could reply to him, but now he ignored him.
"Well..."
Sighing again, was the damage he suffered that year really great? Once upon a time a generation of military gods, known as the existence of time bombs, purposely came to this prison and stayed.
No one dared to chase him away if he did not leave, however, his status was too high.
Although few people know this.
But this time the warden had an eight-point guarantee, let this master go, he stayed here completely wasting talent.
Without him in this world, there would be far less pleasure, even the warden did not want him to be left behind.
"God of War". A little quiet, the warden said, "Sister Zhangfan, we found him".
In simple sentences, it was easy, but the figure of eating and drinking suddenly stopped.
"Thank you?"
Those two hoarse words came out from the throat of the person in front of him, and his voice was very old and unfamiliar.
Then he finally lifted his head and showed his face.
Skinny face, but angular, like a cut knife, sharp eyes.
This was actually a young man in his early twenties.
No one would have thought that such a young man, the warden in his forties, would call him God.
"Nature is right, God of War, don't you want to go back and see it?" The jailer said, "Therefore, you have been here for three years. Even though those overseas people have been slaughtered by you, you should know that the real mastermind behind it is Huaxia".
By the way, the warden suddenly stopped and changed his voice: "God of War, I'm sorry, I can't mention it".
He had almost forgotten that it was taboo for this master. Three years ago, he mentioned for the first time that this place was almost knocked down by this master.
After injuring over a hundred guards here, he stopped. The view at the time was very clear.
However, he was surprised to find out that this time, Chen Ba Huang was not angry and was calm without any abnormalities.
"No problem, it's all over, and I've forgotten those things".
"Go and get my things, three years, it's time to get out of here.
His name was Chen Sheng, and he had eight words.
Known as Chen Ba Huang, or Huang Ye.
In the past, the warden had also called him Huang Ye, but in this prison, after all, he had a special status and could only use another name.
It was once known as thunder,
War God!!!
In this era, very few people were famous and had words. Chen Sheng was a small group of people.
To Huang Ye's appearance, the warden looked a little strange, but the strange ones were more excited. Huang Ye finally wanted to leave here. He was looking forward to how earth-shaking things would appear outside after Huang Ye came out.
"Go?"
At this moment, next to Chen Sheng, a prisoner sleeping on the wall opened his eyes.
It's an old man, unrivalled ugly, almost distorted facial features, there are burns on it, the hair has been twisted into a ball on the shoulder, and I don't know how long I haven't bathed.
He and Chen Sheng came here on purpose. This is really a prisoner.
He was also one of Chen Sheng's few friends in this prison.
"Yes" said Mr. Chen. "My brother died for me, and since he still has a sister, I'll take care of him".
"It's good to go out, you're young, and the colorful outside world suits you better". The voice of the old man was long, just like the ancient people, which had a lasting appeal.
"Chou Ye" said Mr. Chen. "Thank you for the last three years, otherwise I would have been a basket".
If the warden was here, he would be surprised that Huang Ye had to call the old man "Ye".
"You give me good wine and good meat, and I will help you heal your wounds. What was? Fair trade, no, thank you". The ugly Lord said, "In addition, you are the only person here who has any hope of getting out. Only you can pass on the medical skills I have learned throughout my life".
"The old man will die in three days, and if he can see you leaving with his own eyes, he will die without regret".
Chen Sheng was silent. At that moment, he did not know what to say. Chou Ye was kind to her, but since she did something, she had to pay the price.
To learn medical skills, Chou Ye uses babies, vagabonds, and boys and girls as test subjects. I'm afraid even he can't remember how many people died at his hands.
This man had been a doctor all his life and could be called a lunatic. His face was also caused by a drug test.
If Chen Sheng helped him, he would not be able to explain to the dead. The only thing he could do was to let the people here leave the entire corpse, find a good place to bury bones, and worship on the feast day.
More importantly, Chou Ye was determined to die. Even if Chen Sheng helped, he would not leave.
"Chou Ye, goodbye".
He bowed deeply to the ugly master to say goodbye. At the same time, the warden came here with Chen Sheng's belongings and asked him to leave.
Ever since I decided to leave, I naturally had nothing to miss, and I left without looking back.
"Little boy, there are some problems, you must not be like me, running away from life, if not to death, nor can you face it".
Chou Ye's voice came from behind. Chen Sheng stopped, did not look back, and continued on his way.
The gates of Qincheng prison opened and the sun shone in a dark corner. Chen sheng involuntarily narrowed his eyes and it took him a long time to adapt.
"God of War, don't look back, this is your business, take it". Handing over the school bag to Chen Sheng, the warden said, "Back, shit".
"Well..."The corners of the mouth gave rise to a lazy and cynical smile.
Look at the bag.
Dagger, cell phone, small change, ID card, as much as possible.
In fact, there was a small bottle of his favorite grilled knife.
Over the past three years, Chen Sheng's thoughts had changed a lot. Now he was no longer that sharp and outstanding young man that year.
Similarly, I did not pay much attention, and I looked back calmly:
"Old Xing, thank you for the wine. As soon as I leave, you will also be moved. For years, to take care of me, I deliberately moved here, which was also your complaint". Chen Sheng laughed.
"Where". Xing Zongtai laughed, "You are the old chief's favorite warrior. Her parents' house is now dead. Of course I have to take care of you. My phone number is already on my school bag phone. If there's anything to do, you can find me".
"Good".
Chen Sheng said.
"God of War, I have a question for you". Xing Zongtai asked carefully. "Did you really let go of what happened three years ago?"
"What did you say?"
Chen Sheng asked, with a smile, not waiting for Xing Zongtai to reply, leaving a figure, slowly drifting away, under the sunset, the shadow was drawn very long time ago, so the,
From today, from,
The tiger came out of the cage,
In this world, what kind of changes would appear?
Xing Zongtai looked behind Chen Ba Huang and gave the standard military salute to say goodbye to this time bomb.