"He's out!" a dozen North American agents who had gone undercover to the prison looked at each other and walked quickly towards him.

They are undercover agents here, because Wang Yue didn't confide in them a word, whether it was electric shocks or water, or injecting drugs into him, almost all the methods that could be used were used, this Wang Yue didn't say anything, they had no choice but to deliberately send him to this prison, deliberately get close to him to gain his trust, and after finding out his identity, they would find a way to get back the drawings of the humanoid weapon.

They also have more brutal methods, such as hurting his ** and torturing him repeatedly. But his men had taken their most important blueprints, and if he had been tormented mad by them, or had become stupid, they might never get them back. That is the result of decades of hard work and development, and they must be careful with this Wang Yue. Get the blueprints back without seriously injuring him and keeping him sane.

For example, this Wang Yue was tortured so badly that he suddenly bit his tongue and committed suicide, or his companions saw that he was tortured too badly and destroyed the drawings in a fit of rage, and they couldn't get the drawings back.

Instead, he deliberately sent Wang Yue to this prison, so that he could get back the drawings by getting his trust by having a few friends around him in an extremely lonely situation.

They have tried this method several times, and they have tried it again and again. Even some Hollywood screenwriters have made these scenes into movies.

However, when more than a dozen agents went undercover towards him, a big man with a height of two meters suddenly pushed them away and walked towards Wang Yue.

"Who is that!?" Unexpectedly, someone walked towards Wang Yue first, and several detectives immediately showed surprised eyes.

"No, Mad Dog, he's the boss here, he's been locked up here for more than ten years. It must have been that he saw this newcomer coming, that he felt that his position was threatened, and that he wanted to do something about it. An agent looked at Wang Yue with a sneer and whispered.

It is said that he has committed more than 20 crimes such as murder, robbery, drug trafficking, and assault on police, and has been sentenced to 80 years in prison. If this Huaxia person clashed with him, he would definitely be killed here. What should we do, shall we lock up the mad dog, so that the mad dog will not hurt him?" another agent whispered as he looked at the mad dog's eyes in surprise.

"No, if he had a conflict with Mad Dog, it would be a good thing. One of the agents laughed.

"Why?" the agent asked.

"Because, if a person is locked up in prison for a long time, although he will be lonely, he can still bear it. But if he is bullied every day, that loneliness deepens. He's going to need a friend, especially a friend. If we were close to him at this time, and cared about his kindness, would he tell us the secret of his identity? If we knew his identity, wouldn't the drawings of the humanoid weapon be like digging for something?" the old detective laughed.

"I see, if that's the case, maybe we'll get the drawings in a week. The new agent smiled.

At this moment, when Wang Yue was released from the cell by the jailers, he was smiling and his eyes were shining. Seeing more than 800 North American men in the prison looking at him with surprised eyes, he looked at the more than 800 North American men as if he were a child in a kindergarten.

These people have good strength, the strongest ones have several god-level masters, and the weakest ones are almost at the level of entry-level martial artists. However, he couldn't feel the existence of god-level middle masters, for a world-class master like him, these people posed no threat to him.

The sea of people he fears is the kind of sea of tens of thousands of people, or thousands of soldiers with loaded guns. These people are not a sea of people, at most they are a small river, and they will choke on a few mouthfuls of water when they fight.

They had a hundred and a half pages of drawings, and with those drawings they were enough to build a complete robot. If these robots are mass-produced, it will take at least three months. The last half of the drawing describes how to pack energy into the robot's body, make the robot move, and have the strength of a god-level master. As long as he found Perez, it would take less than three days for Perez to get those humanoid weapons moving.

He was in no hurry to leave, it was a resort for him. Because here, he can stay away from the fighting on the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't have to worry about preventing the gods and demons of Toyotomi from sending people to assassinate him every day.

There is no need to waste brain cells and intrigue with Toyotomi gods and demons, frost and others.

It's nice and he loves it. Let him stay here for three months with peace of mind, and after three months, the drunkards will build a large number of robots, and sneak attack the factories of Toyotomi gods and demons in other countries to obtain energy, and then he will take Perez back.

"Huaxia boy!" Suddenly, a big man grabbed him by the collar.

"En?" Wang Yue looked sideways, only to see a two-meter-old man standing in front of him, his body was strong, under the orange prison uniform were explosive muscles, yellow skin, it seemed to be a Latin and North American mixed-race, a pair of thick arms were full of tattoos, and tattoos were faintly visible on the neck.

"My name is Mad Dog, I'm the boss here, you seem to be dangerous?" Mad Dog stared at Wang Yue's eyes with a pair of tiger eyes, and pulled Wang Yue's collar with his right hand.

This man is not a North American agent, and a North American agent can't be the boss here. The eyes are the windows to the soul, and when he looks at himself, his eyes are vicious, and he is not an undercover agent sent by the North American army.

Wang Yue recognized his identity at a glance, smiled and looked at the mad dog quietly.

"Boy, how did you get this treatment?" the mad dog looked at Wang Yue with a pair of eyes.

"Treatment?" Wang Yue looked at him in surprise.

"That's right, that's your treatment, you're hanging on your hands and feet with four two-hundred-pound iron balls, which is only the treatment of S-class criminals. You must know that it is not easy for a person to become an S-class criminal, at least this is the treatment that only Texas Chainsaw Massacre or Jack the Ripper have, or, which senior leader of the enemy ** team has the treatment, which country's army do you work for?" said Mad Dog holding Wang Yue's collar.

Hearing the mad dog ask about Wang Yue's origin, more than a dozen detectives on the side pricked up their ears one after another.

It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it, this mad dog is very gossipy, and he actually found out Wang Yue's identity for them.

As long as they know Wang Yue's identity, they can use his identity as a breakthrough point to reclaim their blueprints.

Mad Dog is the boss here, and if he dares to hide his identity, he will suffer here in the future. He's not afraid of agents, he must be afraid of the boss here, right?

As long as he says a few words, he can find out his identity by saying a few words.

Gradually, they smiled happily in their hearts.

"Can't say. Wang Yue smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Can't say!?" Mad Dog suddenly stared at a pair of tigers, and the undercover agents also showed surprised eyes.

This Chinese man actually used this excuse to prevaricate the mad dog?

What the hell can't this say?

Mad Dog is the boss here, as long as Wang Yue dares to disobey him, he will unite with more than 800 strong men here to beat him. Even if he's an S-class criminal?

He was also stunned for a moment, he never dreamed that this Wang Yue would prevaricate himself with a sentence that he couldn't say.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell who I am. Wang Yue smiled and looked around for Perez with a pair of eyes.

He did not find Perez, and it is estimated that Perez is still locked up in a private room, and he has not been released.

If the North American military interrogates Perez, Hou Shaofei may be an entry point. However, at this time, Hou Shaofei should have gone away with the drunkards, and they couldn't find Hou Shaofei. His information is in the International Parliament, and the North American military should not have imagined that the prisoner they are holding at this time is the vice president of the International Parliament, a well-known figure in the world. No matter how powerful the North American military is, it is not qualified to go to the international parliament to check his information. It's risky for him to do so, but he's a daring artist, and only by doing so can he be the best at it.

"Boy, are you kidding me?" Seeing Wang Yue's eyes wandering, always looking away, the mad dog's face showed anger.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell who I am. Wang Yue looked back into the mad dog's eyes.

"So, are you going to join us?" asked Mad Dog.

"Join you?" this time it was Wang Yue's turn to be stunned.

He thought that if he didn't reveal his identity, the mad dog would beat him up. But he didn't expect the mad dog to change his words and want to accept himself as his younger brother.

"That's right, do you want to join us? You can still walk with four two-hundred-pound iron balls, you should be a god-level master, right? God-level masters are rare, we have the most notorious criminals in all of North America locked up here, there are only four god-level masters in total, if you join forces with us, we will be the king here." Huaxia people, join us, we need a good hand like you!" Mad Dog looked at Wang Yue sincerely and said.

"It's not good, this mad dog wants to take Huaxia people as his subordinates. If he had taken the Chinese as his subordinate, we would not have had a chance to get close to him. The faces of the dozen or so North American agents on the side changed, trying to stop the mad dogs.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to join you. Wang Yue smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Why?" the mad dog's face changed fiercely.

On the side, more than a dozen North American agents also quickly frowned.

"Because I'm not like you, I don't plan to stay here for long. If I want to get out of here, even the North American army can't stop me. ”

Wang Yue smiled, borrowed a cigarette and lighter from the pocket of the mad dog's jacket, and lit it with a snap. He smiled again, and said leisurely as he walked back to his cell with his hands in his hands.

Since this mad dog is locked up here, he must have committed many unforgivable crimes.

He disdained to be in the company of a criminal.

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