Click.

Because of the brawl in the cafeteria, everyone was sent back to their cells.

The iron door was re-locked.

Chen Dong leaned against the stone wall with his hands on his chest, his gaze looking out through the iron door.

His sharp eyes swept all the cells in his line of sight, and found that almost all of them were double cells, but very few were solitary.

These guys who can live in a single room are extremely dangerous people.

"Hey, you in trouble!" Tony Java in the cell walked over slowly, leaning on the iron gate with one hand, and looked into the distance with interest.

I saw that in the corner of the second floor, there was a burly man in a black vest, staring at this side with contemptuous eyes.

Chen Dong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he actually knew who that person was, but in order to avoid revealing that he had investigated things in prison, he still asked casually: "Who is he?"

"Jonah!"

Tony Jawa said with a playful look: "He is...... (He's your old friend, Roger Morris's sworn enemy.) ）”

“…… (The two of them were caught together, and Jonah was one of the arms dealers.) ）”

Chen Dong looked at the burly man "Jona" in the distance with deep eyes.

"So?"

"What will happen to him?"

Tony Jawa smiled playfully, gently pressed the knuckles of his fingers, made a slight "click" sound, and then said, "Wait, he'll wait for an opportunity, and then teach you a good lesson." ”

That's it.

Tony Jawa reminded meaningfully: "I don't want to provoke Roger Morris, but that doesn't mean no one will touch you." ”

He spoke slowly in a hoarse voice, as if the seniors were educating the juniors.

"There are ten rules in prison, and whether you follow them or not, you will pay a heavy price for them. ”

"One of them is, don't just take sides. ”

"No matter what kind of friendship you have outside of prison, people may not be able to value you when you come in. ”

"But trust me, you're definitely the first target of their enemies. ”

With that, Tony Jawa slowly went back to bed and lay down for a while, looking forward to what would happen next.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

People die every month in prison, just to see who is so unlucky to be chosen.

In his opinion, the little rookie in front of him obviously has no experience in prison, and his ability to fight is average, as long as this kind of person is targeted, there is almost no good end.

……

Bangkok, Thailand.

In a small space in an underground casino.

There was a tumbling and moving on the big bed, the quilt shook violently, and there was the sound of a woman laughing coquettishly from inside.

Extremely glamorous picture, a pair of pants flew out of the quilt.

However, at the moment when people were about to communicate with each other at a deep distance, suddenly the phone rang.

Hesitated for a moment.

A man with a naked upper body, a slightly bloated and fat body, and a gold chain around his neck, climbed up with some impatience.

It was obvious that Yaxing was disturbed by this sudden phone call.

The man held up his fat belly and picked up the landline phone with a click.

A woman's voice came from the phone, speaking pure London English, and she spoke a lot of words, and finally revealed a number.

"Three million dollars!"

Suddenly, the man suddenly confirmed with crazy joy, "dollars?"

“Yes…… (Yes, three million dollars!)" the woman repeated earnestly.

The bloated and obese man grinned, "No problem...... (No problem at all, wrap it up on me!)"

Anyway, beep!

The phone hung up.

Then there was a buzzing sound in the fax machine, and suddenly a printed photo came out of it.

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he picked it up to see a black-and-white photo of a prison wanted prisoner standing in the background of measuring his height.

The fax machine continued to ring, and the second fax was the details of the target.

Including name, age, personality, and prison status, as well as the ability to excel, as well as the relevant network conditions in prison, etc.

What surprised him was that he thought that this price would be a difficult object in prison, but he didn't expect it to be a young man who had just been imprisoned.

And he has no background in prison, and he doesn't have a big guy to take care of him.

He slowly calmed down and thought that if the employer can afford this price, it means that the person must have enough value, and I am afraid that there is some important information hidden that he has not told himself.

But if it's just to kill someone, the information you have so far will be enough.

In particular, this person has entered the Bangwang Central Prison, no matter what forces the other party has outside and what background he has background.

Once in prison, all of these conditions will be invalidated.

Even if you have great ability, you have just entered the prison and do not have a deep understanding of the situation inside, so it is an excellent time to start.

A cruel smile flashed on his face, and he touched his mobile phone and glanced at it, and 30% of the employer's deposit had been called, indicating that the buyer's financial strength was not at all problematic.

He picked up his pants from the ground and put them on slowly.

His eyes coldly glanced at the woman who had been pulled out of the bed completely, and the other party was so frightened that he covered his head with the quilt and was shivering.

The most taboo thing to do in their line of work is to leak the news, but this time the employer faxed it over, and the woman didn't see the photos.

Thinking of this, he opened the drawer, picked up two stacks of cash, threw them over, and said, "?????????????????? (Get out of here with the money!)"

Hearing this, the woman's face turned pale with fright, and she quickly picked up the underwear on the ground, put it on, and hurriedly left with the money.

……

Moment.

The bloated and obese man squinted, then pulled out his phone and dialed a call.

A small single room in the remote Bangwang Central Prison.

Under the bed was a bare red sandalwood box, exactly the same as the eighteen people left behind, and there was a faint movement in the box at this time.

The eyes of the man who was dozing off on the bed opened instantly, and then he pulled up the sandalwood box under the bed and took out a very thick Buddhist scripture book inside.

When I opened this thick Buddhist scripture, it turned out to be a small rectangular depression that had been hollowed out.

Inside lay an old-fashioned mobile phone.

The guy lay back on the bed, using the pillow and quilt to get stuck in the dead corner, and then connected to the call.

"Hey!" he shouted lazily.

The bloated and fat man grinned, "Help me kill a person!"

"$900,000!" the man smiled as he touched a cigarette and landed it next to his mouth, believing that the price was attractive enough, and that it was not the first time the two had worked together.

The man lying in the prison cell suppressed his throat and said coldly, "Name!"

"One Chinese, Chen Dong Chinese!" the fat man smiled and took a hard puff of his cigarette.

The man in the prison cell replied without hesitation, "First money!"

With that, he hung up the phone with a beep.

No one could have imagined that the true identity of this lazy and seemingly harmless man turned out to be a prison professional killer.

He travels to prisons around the world, addressing prison targets for his employers, and then moving on to the next location after his release.

So to be precise, he is the old slippery head of the prison in the real sense.