Liu Zhan feels like he is buried under a garbage heap in the Middle East, where the stench caused by the prolonged heat and poor garbage handling often causes his workers to pass out.

Liu Zhan has not been in a very harsh environment, and whenever he is in a difficult situation, he always comforts himself.

He has survived all the worst places, but now the problem is that he can't remember when he has been in a worse place than here, maybe only Liu Zhan's own strong heart can stimulate imagination and give people hope, as long as he stays here for a few hours, his heart will turn into a sea of flowers.

Liu Zhan would not be willing to stay here for a few hours so honestly, he already had a plan, and when he robbed the prison last night, it proved that the internal security of the presidential palace was not very strict.

The latch of the basement door was not secured, and before that, Liu Zhan had loosened the mortise lock with a hydraulic expander, and all Liu Zhan needed was a little luck.

Isn't that so?

How Liu Zhan came in, how he should get out.

While lighting and CCTV have been restored, as long as prison guards don't look up to keep an eye on them, none of this is a problem.

When the guards were drowsy, he would flee into the darkness like a rat, and by the end of the night when it was completely dark, the guards had let their guard down, and he was the only one left in the cell, he would be able to escape. Liu Zhan comforted himself like this, as long as he walked out of this prison door, he was already half the success!

There was movement in the corridor outside, and Liu Zhan came back from his contemplation, and the voice was getting closer and closer. It's time for breakfast checks, and the guards will be over soon. Liu Zhan hated it so much that he could only sit and wait, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of various countermeasures.

It would be bad if the guards found something abnormal when they checked it, Thinking of this, Liu Zhan hurriedly rushed to the cell door, which was a big obstacle in his escape route, and it seemed that it didn't take much effort to open it last night. But wouldn't it be too easy?

It would be bad if the guard was suspicious of the loose lock, but then again, if he couldn't unlock the door from here, he was doomed.

There was a large tree in the parking lot of the airport that had lost its leaves, and Mary was standing under it, trying to figure out what the consequences of her actions would be. God, it's so cold.

Mary got off the plane on the spur of the moment, and she didn't even think about what to do next, and the clothes she was wearing now didn't fit to stand in the parking lot, let alone do anything else. She had nothing but the contents of her LV handbag.

Liu Zhan approached the door frame, leaned his back to one side, stepped on the other side, exerted all his strength to push the door, and then tried again. He kept pushing the door until he was so tired that his heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat, but the door didn't move.

Liu Zhan didn't have the manpower hydraulic expander on hand of Joseph's people, so even if Liu Zhan had infinite strength, it was still a little unwise to carry this kind of dead thing, and the prison door couldn't move at all, and Liu Zhan couldn't go.

Mary was huddled under the bare tree, shivering from the cold, trying to clear the mess in her mind when she heard the roar of an airplane engine.

The Boeing turbofan engine made a deafening noise, causing the air around her to tremble, and she watched as the plane to Paris disappeared into the early morning sky.

In another twenty minutes, the plane would leave Illion's airspace, and Henry would already be on his way home with Cindy.

Mary didn't feel a hint of excitement now, and the cold wind ran down her stockings and white legs, and all the courage she had mustered before seemed to be taken away by the cold wind.

Standing in a foreign corner, Mary was now frozen and stiff, and she was terrified of her stupidity.

The moment of whim passed, and she didn't know what to do next. Liu Zhan's life and death are tied to her, but she has no clue about how to save Liu Zhan.

Liu Zhan sat on a dirty straw mat, his heart full of sadness, if he couldn't escape from this stinking cell, he would be dead, and there would be no bones left. He can't get out of this prison door, and all that awaits him is disaster.

Wren and Thiago will be more than happy to hand over Liu Zhan to the general, even if they can't handle Liu Zhan now, but once Wren reports this matter to the general, then what awaits Liu Zhan will be a whole army of serum reformers.

Liu Zhan looked around the cell again, trying to see if there was anything missing, but he found nothing but scratches on the walls. The date written on the wall was seven years ago, and Liu Zhan didn't understand what the Russian word next to it meant, but it looked like a prayer. There is also a personal name, Bolong, and only two words are written on the back, farewell.

Liu Zhan obviously didn't want to continue thinking about what the message on the wall meant, and there were still many things to deal with at the moment.

During the routine inspection in the morning, the footsteps of the guards at the presidential palace were getting closer and closer, Liu Xianzai really thought about his situation, and felt that every second he stayed here, the love would be very unfavorable to his eyes for a second, especially after coming, the cell lights were on.

He secretly scolded himself for being an idiot, and he was still wearing the watch given to him by Qin Shu on his wrist, which was also his belief. However, it seems that the belief has lost its magic, and it will even reveal his identity and endanger his life.

The watch had to be hidden, and the camping lantern that Cindy had thrown into the corner in the confusion when they were leaving, had to be hidden.

The only place in the cell where things could be hidden was the straw mat on the bed, and Liu Zhan quickly stuffed his watch and camping lamp into a hole in a rat bite. As soon as he hid his things, there was a loud bang at the door outside, and he quickly curled up like a hedgehog, his back to the door and motionless, only the slight heaving of his body as he breathed proved that he was a living man.

The small door at the bottom of the cell door snapped open, and a metal bowl stabbed along the floor and pushed in from the outside.

Liu Zhan's heart felt a chill, and he felt a cold metallic smell deep in his throat, and he tried his best to swallow his saliva, but he couldn't wash it off. His instinct told him that the guards had not left, and were standing outside the cell door staring at him through the fence.

"Eat, bastard. Come here!" the guard yelled as he kicked the door.

Liu Zhan had to honestly pretend to be over, he turned over very slowly, drooped his head to avoid the guard's gaze, crawled over to pick up the rice bowl, and then slowly crawled back. In the cold bowl was a dirty oatmeal, mixed with some kind of animal fat, solidified into a sticky mass, embedded with shelled oats.

If this kind of thing is in front of a big country like Huaxia, I am afraid that it will not be eaten by dogs, but now Liu Zhan has to eat it.

Because there was no spoon, Liu Zhan simply picked up the bowl, took a sip, and swallowed the contents of his mouth with difficulty, which tasted like eating soap.

The guard's eyes were still fixed on him, Liu Zhan had no choice but to take another small bite, and the guard turned to leave.

After confirming that the guards had left, Liu Zhan quickly got up from the straw mat, walked to the commode, and poured the contents of the bowl into it.

Mary is not a woman who feels sorry for herself, and her father's experience of sexual abuse of her as a child has taught her that dwelling on her misfortune will not help. She called a taxi, which was registered with the Ilian ZF and was public property, and she could ignore some police checks on the road, because the people who could afford to take a taxi in Ilian were either tourists from afar or rich people in China.

The taxi was heading towards downtown Ilian, and as she passed the power station, she saw tall chimneys spewing smoke into the sky. The Illian Nationals are at the beginning of a busy day, and in the cold wind, men put on hats and women wrap scarves and stand on the side of the road waiting for the bus. A dilapidated bus was slowly coming, the windows were covered with mud, and the dust brought up was drowning the crowd waiting on the side of the road, a Santana car was waiting for a red light side by side with a taxi at an intersection, it was a police car, Mary tried to resist the urge to slip out of her seat and hide, she couldn't let the police farmer see her weakness.

The taxi driver studied her carefully through the rearview mirror, According to Illion's establishment, he is now half a national civil servant, Mary frowned when she saw him, and she was puzzled, could it be that he was suspicious?

"Where to go?"

When the car started again, the taxi driver asked Mary, and the car had just run over the potholes on the road, and the driver's voice trembled. Mary just waved in the direction of the city center, and she didn't know where to go.

She needs to find someone to help, Yanglu only has a diplomatic attaché in Ilian, usually this is handled by Corleone, and now that he is dead, it is suspended, all in all, Yangglu has no embassy here, only honorary consul, do you want to contact the consul? Or turn to the embassy of the United States? But they'll just ask a bunch of questions, and it's the kind of questions that can't be answered.

Mary had indeed thought of calling the Foreign Office in London, but it was just after twelve o'clock in the night, and all the princes had turned into frogs. She was stuck in a completely unfamiliar place, and she couldn't find anyone to get angry with except the driver sitting in front of her, who couldn't understand a word of English.

Mary felt helpless now, and the fear in her heart was like a fist, holding her firmly in the palm of her hand, as if she had listened to her father approaching step by step on the creaking staircase, and she could only sit motionless and wait.

For some reason, she feels the same way she did then, as if everything was her fault.

"Where to go, where to go?" The driver was asking her again, that they were already in the suburbs, and it occurred to Mary that there was a place she could go.

"Cloud Bar!" Mary shouted into the driver's ear, as if the louder the shout, the easier it was for the other party to understand.

The driver frowned, stretched out a finger and pulled out the accelerator that was almost deafened by Mary's roar.

Prime Minister Wren was also sitting in a car at this time, driving through the center of Ilian, and he had long lost interest in the crowds and dilapidated streets, the outer areas of which had ceased fighting.

Thiago and Bartolia are both old foxes, and it is impossible to consume too many soldiers in street battles.

Now the city of Illian is in a mess, which undoubtedly adds to the already undeveloped area.

Prime Minister Rennes was once passionate in his youth and spoke out about social injustices, but now he is more concerned about his own interests.

He knew that he was too attached to things, and he couldn't let go of it, and he couldn't trust others. This is his shortcoming, and it is also his nature, so when he saw Liu Zhan like that, he was alarmed in his heart. His intuition told him that Liu Zhan was his kind and a ruthless person. Fortunately, Liu Zhan is gone, and Prime Minister Wren feels relieved that it's time to settle the trouble, that damn traitor, Cindy.