After arriving at the top of the mountain, the prison guard became that majestic again, and Wu Jie changed his clothes honestly and cooperatively, and then was assigned to a somewhat remote mountain to mine stones, waving the sledgehammer in his hand, Wu Jie felt a little bitter in his heart, he never thought that he would have such a day, which made him feel a lot in his heart, and he also had a new understanding of this society.

Although Wu Jie didn't care about the strange eyes of the prisoners around him, the prison guard looked at it for a long time, and sighed in his heart and said, "Boy! Hello do it yourself! After tonight, you're really the person we're looking for. ”

After working non-stop for a day, it was finally time to rest at night, and during this, none of the prisoners came to Wu Jie's side and said a word to him, although he was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart, he just wanted to take one step at a time.

Following others to line up to the cafeteria, Wu Jie took the rice bowl in his hand and made some rice and vegetables, although these meals are not very good, but Wu Jie is not a picky eater, what he eats, he feels that as long as he can fill his stomach, and in this environment, he never thought that he would be able to eat anything good.

Sitting on the chair in the cafeteria, he lay on the table alone and began to eat, from time to time Wu Jie could notice that there would be so many people looking at his side, although those people were well disguised, but Wu Jie still saw the hostility and contempt in their eyes for him.

Swallowing a bit of stiff rice, Wu Jie's eyes kept observing in the cafeteria, and he found that almost all the prisoners here were sitting together in three or five tables, and some of them were divided into an obvious area, as if there were several factions in these people, which made him with keen observation see it at a glance.

Sitting on the left side of Wu Jie, there are three tables of people, all of them are tattooed with all kinds of tattoos, a fierce look, ordinary people know at a glance that these people are definitely not good, and the other three tables sitting on the right of Wu Jie are not as arrogant as them, just sit there like ordinary people, chat a few words from time to time, although they look like ordinary people, but Wu Jie knows that the people in prison will never be so simple, never underestimate anyone, this is Wu Jie's style of doing things, Only by being cautious can we survive in some dangerous and complex environments.

And what Wu Jie cares about the most is the four tables sitting in front of him and the four tables sitting behind, these people give him a sense of déjà vu, which makes Wu Jie wonder from eating until now, and gradually several waves of people have left, leaving Wu Jie himself, at this time the two people walking behind him surprised him, "That's right!" It's the feeling, it's the feeling of death. ”

Wu Jie has fought many times on the battlefield, and there are not a few enemies he has encountered, and the enemy he cares about the most is the kind of person who exudes the breath of death, thinking of those enemies who are strapped to bombs and holding the idea of fighting for their lives, he still has some shadows in his heart, because there was a time when Wu Jie was almost killed by an Afghan mercenary, and that time it was not Wu Jie who smashed the glass of the room and jumped from the fifth floor at a critical moment. I'm afraid he will be blown up with the Afghan mercenary with explosives strapped all over his body, although Wu Jie saved his life, but the price was lying in the hospital for half a month, this thing has been with Wu Jie for a long time before he gradually forgotten, but that feeling of death, he has never forgotten, so every time he feels this breath of death on the enemy's body, he is extremely cautious, and what Wu Jie didn't expect is that there are still such people in prison, This made him feel very surprised.

Looking at the two distant backs, Wu Jie carefully recalled their appearances in his heart, but before he only knew that there was a breath of death in those people, but he didn't feel which person it was at all? Although he knew it now, how could he possibly recall their appearance just by their backs.

However, the characteristics of one of them kept Wu Jie in mind, and that person had a braid behind his hair, like a Japanese samurai, which was particularly conspicuous.

Wu Jie calmed down that feeling of vigilance in his heart, and then left the canteen, and after leaving the canteen, he didn't know where to go, it was still early to go to bed, let him go back to sleep alone, he couldn't sleep at all.

Walking on the road in the prison, watching the inmates talking endlessly, Wu Jie felt that it was not interesting to wander here, so he walked towards the mountain where he worked during the day.

Stepping on the thick mountain soil, Wu Jie felt that the emotions in his heart were much more stable than just now, he had never been in prison, no matter what, he still couldn't adapt to the noisy and messy environment.

Walking in front of a boulder, he suddenly stopped, and then sat on top of the boulder, looking at the prison on the hill and looking at the mountain from the prison, it was a really different feeling.

His heart was full of sorrow, but he couldn't find a way to vent, and at this time when he was upset, someone suddenly handed him a cigarette from behind him, which made him stunned and immediately put himself on guard.

Wu Jie quickly looked back and found that there was a man in prison uniform standing behind him, which made him feel shocked, "I didn't even feel his existence!" ”

"Wu Jie! Long time no see! A vicissitudes of sound sounded in Wu Jie's ears.

And after hearing this voice, Wu Jie suddenly felt incredible, "It's you!" Are you here? ”

"That's right! I've always been here. ”

Wu Jie didn't take the cigarette he handed over, but regained his composure and said seriously, "You should have been shot in a military court long ago for your crimes, I don't know how you survived, but you shouldn't let me know about your existence, you know that I won't let you go, White Tiger"

"Huh!" Bai Hu laughed, and then said lightly, "Wu Jie, I didn't expect you to remember my Bai Hu so clearly, you are really my good comrade-in-arms!" ”

Wu Jie's face suddenly became stern, "I am no longer your comrade-in-arms, from the moment you shot and killed our company commander, you have already betrayed your ideals, betrayed the army, and betrayed the country, and it is a shame for our Lion and Tiger Special Operations Company to live!" ”

"I said, he should die, Red Lion, we are the best partners and brothers, have you forgotten when the two of us were given the title of Red Lion and White Tiger, at that time, we were the pride of the entire Lion and Tiger Special Operations Company, I remember these past events!" Bai Hu looked at Wu Jie with a smile.