Zhang Jun agreed very happily: "It's nothing to kill someone, and I have a way to save people." But before you can save people, you have to get me into Prison No. 5 first, and at the same time help me get people out. ”

"The people in Prison No. 5 are extremely dangerous, in fact, the state also wants to use their abilities to make them serve the country, otherwise do you think they can survive until now? He would have been shot a long time ago. "But these people are mavericks, lawless, and not subject to control at all, and the state can only imprison them and slowly subdue them." ”

Zhang Jundao: "If they have no personality and no ability, they are not worthy of my invitation." Boss, you just have to rest assured, I promise that these people will not endanger the society, but will serve the country under my leadership. ”

X's heart moved, as if he thought of something, and said: "This is a way C, as long as you can subdue them, I will find a way to meet your requirements!"

Zhang Jun smiled: "In addition, I also want to bring out a few people from Prison No. 4."

X's face changed, and he said resolutely: "No! The people of Prison No. 4 involve all forces, and their entry into the prison is the result of a game between all parties. If you save them, you will upset the balance, and that will have extremely severe consequences. ”

Zhang Jun sighed, he knew that with his current ability, he couldn't save the dragon head from coming out. He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, we'll talk about this later, I'll go to Prison No. 5 first."

Prison No. 5 was built in the middle of the mountains, and it was almost isolated from the rest of the world. The prison is in a state of absolute closure, and people inside cannot get out, and people from outside cannot enter. A qiē food, water source, etc., had to be transported through very thin pipes.

The prison has four layers of defense, each of which is difficult to navigate. The first layer is a power grid, the second is a laser, the third is a sniper, and the fourth is a cast iron wall up to forty centimeters thick.

There are not many inmates in Prison No. 5 because there are very few people who are eligible to enter here, and there are not many in the country. In the huge prison, there were only 24 people.

These twenty-four people, some young and some old, some men and some women, all lived in a courtyard of more than 2,000 square meters. There is farmland in the yard, running water, kitchen, bathroom, ## #间等.

An old man who looked like a fortune teller, wearing a robe and horse coat from the Republic of China, sat on the edge of the wall with a cigarette holder in his mouth and basked in the sun. Next to him was a charming woman, about thirty years old.

To the left of the wall is the kitchen door, and a monk sits at the door. The monk seemed to be fifty or sixty years old, with an indifferent look on his face, as if everything was not lingering, and he had broken the vacuum.

About ten meters opposite the monk, on the stone in front of the crop field, sat an old woman in her fifties and sixties, who was peeling peanuts in her hands, humming nursery rhymes while peeling peanuts, and seemed to be a little nervous.

Not far away, is a bedroom. In the bedroom, a strong man is putting a man with extremely white skin and milk. The beautiful woman pressed on the bed, and the two of them went crazy and turned upside down.

Next door, a oily-haired drunkard frowned, pounded the wall and scolded: "Old five, I. Day. Your mother, are you finished?"

The big man who was engaging in women replied: "Little white face, I'm a wife, it's your business!"

Farther away was a tall man in a priest's robe, who looked to be about forty years old, standing quietly in the sunlight and seemingly praying reverently.

In the compound, everyone was doing their own thing, and suddenly, they all stopped, looking ahead in unison. There was a large iron gate, which opened, and a young man entered.

This young man was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and his face was very amiable.

The charming woman immediately twisted her waist like a water snake to meet it, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are new here, and my sister will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you, okay?"

The young man, of course, was Zhang Jun, who agreed to X's conditions and was finally allowed to enter Prison No. 5. He glanced at the woman and grinned, "Wash? Wash it with what?" As he spoke, he glanced between the woman's legs.

The woman's face flushed, and she became even more charming: "You bad boy, you take advantage of your sister just when you meet, it's really annoying." As she spoke, she leaned over to Zhang Jun.

If you change to a man, I'm afraid that you will immediately give the soul and hug it immediately. Zhang Jun had a cold look in his eyes, stretched out his hand and pinched the woman's jade wrist, and said with a smile: "Sister, why do you have a needle in your hand?" The tip of the needle is still green. ”

The smile on the woman's face stiffened, and she wanted to take her hand away, but she felt that Zhang Jun's five fingers were like iron tongs, making it difficult for her to move a bit. So he smiled charmingly: "This is my sister's embroidery needle."

"Oh, it turned out to be an embroidery needle, but why is there no needle eye?" Zhang Jun pressed the needle down slightly, and said with a smile, "You must embroider from time to time, right?" Have you ever been pricked by a needle?"

As he spoke, the tip of the needle touched the woman's skin. The woman finally couldn't pretend anymore, she scolded coquettishly, twisted her small waist, and a strong force erupted, shaking Zhang Jun's right hand and flashing to the side.

She stared at Zhang Jun coldly and said, "Boy, you have a bit of eyesight, which way are you?"

Zhang Jun didn't answer, he grinned, "Sister, if I have sex with you, I won't be exhausted to death?"

The woman snorted, she turned to the old man in the horse coat and said, "Old immortal, someone bullies your woman, do you care?"

The old man glanced at Zhang Jun lazily, and said to the woman: "You have to hurt him, you deserve to bully you, as long as he doesn't get on you, Lao Tzu doesn't care."

The woman was furious, raised her leg and kicked her shoe at the old man. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he caught the shoe, took it to his nose and sniffed it, and said, "Losers, the shoes are sprayed with perfume."

Those who paid attention to Zhang Jun all withdrew their gaze. Since the goblin can't kill him, it means that this person is very strong and qualified to live in this courtyard.

In fact, there are more than twenty-four people who have been imprisoned in the compound. Prison No. 5, like Prison No. 4, has always kept the population the same, and all the redundant people have been killed by these people.

For example, just now, if Zhang Jun couldn't dodge the poison needle, he would already be a corpse. However, he also showed his strength because of this, so these people would not attack him lightly.

Zhang Jun ignored anyone, he walked to the door, sat down against the wall, closed his eyes and concentrated, and entered the state of cultivation.

When it was time for lunch, Zhang Jun swaggered towards the iron gate. As soon as he approached, the iron door opened, and a caretaker put the food box inside, then quickly closed the door and left.

He picked up the food box, walked back slowly, then found a clean place on the ground, opened the food box, took out a napkcloth from it and spread it on the ground. After laying out the cloth, he took out the food in the box and placed them on the cloth one by one.

The food box contained four dishes and one soup, as well as a bottle of wine. The dishes are fried very tastefully, and the wine is even better. Suddenly, the smell of wine wafted from afar, and the twenty-four people in the compound began to ## #鼻子.

Because they live in the compound all the year round, they usually can't even eat a piece of fatty meat, let alone four dishes and one soup, and there is also good wine.

The old monk was the first to run over, he recited a Buddha name, and sat opposite Zhang Jun: "Amitabha, donor, we seem to have met?"

Zhang Jun glanced at him: "I don't know you."

The monk said, "People who know may not be friends, and people who don't know may not be friends." ”

Zhang Jun sneered: "You have a lot of fucking words, don't you just want to eat vegetables?" Take it. As he spoke, he picked up a pot of spicy chicken and sent it over.

The old monk was overjoyed, said "good", picked up the plate and went to the side to eat.

After a while, the big man who was a woman also came over, and he glared at Zhang Jun: "I said, even that dead bald can eat a plate of your dishes, can I eat it too?"

"You're a bald donkey, too?" Zhang Jun asked coldly.

The other party was dumbfounded.

"Get out!" Zhang Jun stretched out his hand and pressed it to the ground, and the earth shook with a "boom", showing a peerless divine power.

The big man's face changed, and he turned around and left. He came to the tall priest and said, "Father, you claim to be the first in force, but you will not be able to defeat the newcomer."

The priest sat there quietly and said lightly: "What about the first force, what about the penultimate force?"

Dahan was anxious and said, "You don't believe it? That person is also a master of Bugang, and his strength may not be below you. ”

The priest was unmoved, and the man walked away boredly.

The third person who came was the mother-in-law, who came over and just laughed. Zhang Jun didn't say a word, picked up a plate of braised pork and served it with both hands, and said, "Old lady, eat slowly."

The old woman smiled "hehe" and left with the meat. Next, the robe and the young man each took a plate of food.

One after another, more than a dozen people came to beg for food, but they were all driven away by Zhang Jun, and there were only four people who could eat the food, the monk, the horse coat, the old woman, and the one who heard the call. Bed young man with a small white face.

Four dishes and one soup, now there is only one bowl of soup left. The priest finally came slowly, and he stared at the bowl of soup in a daze.

Zhang Jun smiled, but took out the wine, poured a glass and sent it over, and said, "Please!"

The priest took the wine glass and said lightly: "I didn't expect that in this compound, only five people can enter your eyes."

Zhang Jun smiled slightly, as the priest said, there are twenty-four people in the compound, counting the priest, there are only five people who make him have the heart to make friends. These five people, he has already obtained information from X, and he knows a lot.

"The priest practiced in the West?" Zhang Jun asked.

"I used to be the purple bishop of the West, but unfortunately I went against God's will and fell into the devil's way." He sighed, "I'm half-demon and half-human now. ”

Zhang Jun stared at the other party and found that an unusually violent energy seemed to be sealed in the other party's body, and this energy was so strong that it made him feel terrified.

Moreover, this power is not simply internal strength, it is mixed with spiritual power.

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