The knife face held the ashtray in his hand and slapped the cucumber on the executive's head as if smashing it twice, and the executive's face was covered with blood and half knelt on the ground, covering his head and screaming.

"Didn't I make it clear?" Knife Face's tone was as flat as ever, rubbing the bloodstained ashtray against the executive's clothes, grabbing his neck and lifting him up from the ground.

"Warden, I was wrong... I shouldn't—" The executive professor pleaded with his head bowed.

"Oh, it's wrong, it's not a big deal to change it!" the knife nodded his head and smiled harmlessly.

"Thank you for your forgiveness!" the executive taught's head lit like garlic.

"We are law enforcers, and we know better that if we make mistakes, we must be punished, and I am not an unreasonable person, don't you have bad ears and did not hear what I said clearly? In this way, I will personally send you to the death penalty number to live for a month, and this matter will end here!" The knife clapped his hands, let go of the executive's teaching, and looked at me again, "Can you feel more comfortable in this way?"

"So-so!" I pouted, not taking what he said too seriously, at most dealing with me, after all, sending a correctional person to a prison cell, or a death sentence, this thing is a bit too appalling to say.

"What about you, do you have any opinions?" the knife face stroked the face and looked at the executive, and the tone of his voice was particularly flat, as if asking someone from the vegetable market, "How much is pork a catty!"

"Warden, Brother Fei, let me live, send me in and they'll kill me!" the executive knelt down in front of Knifeface's leg with a "poof", looking at the expression as if Knifeface could really send him to a cell.

"I'm just asking if you have any opinions, don't talk any nonsense to me!" The knife kicked the executive's face, and his tone became cold, "You know that I don't like to joke!"

"I... I..."The executive's face turned white, he got up from the ground violently, turned around and ran out of the door, "Chu Fei, I'm going to expose all the things you did behind your back..."

When he ran past me, I grabbed his arm, and at the same time raised my foot and kicked him behind his knee, taking advantage of the situation to twist his arm backwards, and the other hand grabbed his wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction, "Click...", with a crisp sound, accompanied by the scream of the executive's "Whoa...", I pushed him in front of the knife face.

"Tsk, it's different to be a person who has been in the death penalty number, looking at the posture is a bit of a grappler, that monk taught you, right?" The knife face suddenly touched the back of his head, turned back to the desk, and opened the drawer. I don't know what I'm looking for.

"Warden, Brother Fei! For the sake of me being a cow and a horse for so long, let me go, I was deluded just now, and I deserve to die!" The executive knelt on the ground, snorting and slapping himself with tears, and the voice of "pop..." echoed in the office.

"You just said you were going to report me?" The knife face still walked out from behind the desk, holding a black "May Fourth Pistol" in his hand and stuffing it directly into the executive's mouth, squatting down and patting the other party's face.

"Hmm... Hmm..."The executive who was gagged by the barrel of the gun taught a vague defense in his mouth, the cold sweat on his head flowed, and his whole body was shaking like chaff, shaking his head at the knife face.

"Looks like you're out of the question, right?" Knife Face took the gun out of the executive's mouth, lit a cigarette and blew smoke at him, "I remember that your daughter seems to be in the second grade of elementary school this year, right? And I was a witness when you got married, if I remember correctly, your daughter-in-law should be a nurse? Both parents are in good health?"

"Warden, I was wrong! The lard is blinded, and I dare not disobey you anymore, I beg you to let them go! I am willing to go to the death penalty!" the executive snorted and prayed on the ground with tears.

"Alas, it's just a small thing, you have to make such a big fuss, and you say that you want to report me, I'm really disappointed in you! Think about it, I've really fallen, can you still be better?"

After hanging up the phone, the executive taught the whole person to be completely stupid, and his eyes were glazed to look at the knife and mutter, "Must it be so desperate?"

"If you are honest, we will have nothing to do, we will make money together and make a fortune together, if you think otherwise, you will really have nothing!

The executive snorted and walked out dejectedly.

The moment the door of the room closed, the knife face immediately changed to a smile like a spring breeze at me, touched the stubble on the chin, and said heartily, "Little Tibetan mastiff, it seems that you have gained a lot this time! Your clothes are there, and you can get out of here when you're done!"

"Ahem," I coughed dryly, thinking about how to talk to Knife Face about letting the wild dogs out, but I didn't know how to speak, so I stood there in embarrassment.

"What's the matter?" the knife looked at me with a frown, his angular face indescribably cold.

"Inside... Inside... Uncle, I just want to ask, how can the prisoner in the death penalty number come out!" I couldn't help but ask after a long time of snorting.

"Two ways, the first is to die and be carried out!The second is to reduce the sentence, but the second is basically nothing to say, because the condemned prisoner has no chance of getting a commutation!" The knife held out two fingers in the face of me.

"Is that no way?" I instantly felt particularly deflated.

"Who do you want to help out?" said the knife looked at me with a tilted head.

"I want to help you get all three of them, Director, the doctor, and the wild dogs!" I said in one breath as soon as I heard that there was room for relaxation in the tone of the knife face.

"The director can't do it, don't think about it! The wild dog and the doctor can think about it, but the question is why should I help you think about it?" the knife looked at me with a playful look on his cigarette holder.

"What do you need me to do? As long as I can let them out, I'm willing to do it!" I hurriedly bent down and prayed for the knife's face, according to what I know about him, this guy likes to be high and sought after, anyway, he won't lose a piece of meat if he says good things, I buried my head in pretending to be my grandson.

"It seems quite affectionate, but you look up to me, I don't have that much ability to release death row prisoners, and I don't have anything to do now, go change your clothes!" Knife glanced at me and turned his head to the computer screen again.

"But, the wild dog will be shot in a few days, can you help him?" I shouted to him as I dragged the table with my hands anxiously.

"I can help you delay for a while, by the way, think about if there is anything you can do, don't talk nonsense with me inch by inch now, do you understand?" Knife Face still looked at the computer screen without raising his head, and his voice was as lazy as ever, but I could tell that he was faintly impatient.

I know that some things can't be reached quickly, especially in the face of this "smiling tiger" guy, I don't dare to force it too much, so I hurriedly nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Fei!"

After I had changed my clothes, I stood quietly at the table and waited for him to send me out, and if I had been running around in such a heavily guarded place, I would have to be shot on the spot by the patrolling armed police.

"Is your grappler taught by a monk?" asked Leng Buding, who was playing a game with a knife face, looking up at me.

"Yes!" I nodded, these things don't need to be hidden, as the prison warden, he can know clearly as long as he asks a little, "Where is the monk now?"

"Don't worry about it, don't ask around, I heard that your little Internet café has been in trouble recently, Tong Jia and Wang Zhuo seem to have been sent to the hospital, aren't you in a hurry?