In the end, I still didn't believe in their so-called contract and greatness, and chose to use shady and even despicable methods to seize control of the prison.

Of course, in a boxing match, when all the heads of the prison are gathered, it is naturally the best choice. However, our level of information is still not enough, and it is too bad. Therefore, I asked Ba Song to increase surveillance, and Mr. Big is naturally looking for it, but the control of the information of each head of state is also the top priority.

I ordered Ba Song to install listeners in all the toilets and thus obtain information about the entire prison. However, we don't have that many monitors, and Ba Song is a little understaffed, and the progress is a bit slow.

Thankfully, we still got some useful information. For example, the location of the arsenal, the behavior habits and tendencies of each boss. During this time, Ba Song also monitored a meeting attended by all the heads of the prison. And the content of the meeting made me smile bitterly, it was really discussing a boxing match to decide the position of the prison warden.

To my amazement, hundreds of people voted unanimously. Even Jiang Ning voted in favor, and moreover, she also handed over all the commands, of course, in exchange, Mantuo also handed over all the commands.

As for to give it to whom? It's an old man, and the identity of the old man hasn't been found out, listening to the voice should be very old, coughing from time to time when he speaks, and he looks like he's going to die.

At the end of the conference, Jiang Ning concluded with an extremely arrogant sentence: I don't believe in any rules, nor do I believe in the fairness of boxing matches. I agreed to do so because I was going to win.

To be honest, I think these people have a problem with their brains, and they actually use a boxing match to decide the fundamental interests. It's like the Battle of the White Temple initiated by Rachel, who wants to use his fists to decide interests. But now it seems that although the time is almost up, the so-called boxing match seems to be coming to an end.

But if you think about it, in this prison, this method is a good way to reduce casualties.

But then again, what the hell am I doing? Besides, Ba Song has already discovered the exact location of Mr. Big, and tonight we will prepare to use the sewage pipe to sneak into Mr. Big's room and kill him silently.

The killing of Mr. Big is to avenge the death of his brother, but it also has another meaning. The assassination can be seen as a drill or an experiment. Experiment with the use of the entire sewer pipeline and the coordination of our entire team.

All talk on paper is in vain, and only by doing it once can we find out the mistakes. Once this assassination is successful, it proves that in the next boxing match, we can do the same, wipe out all the management, and completely take the prison.

However, I thought it was good, and there was nothing wrong with the plan. But something went wrong, and we almost didn't kill all of our brothers.

Here's the thing, at dinner, the fat man brought me food, and he smiled and looked at it with some bad water. I told him to fart if he wanted, and don't look at me with such lewd eyes.

He came up and beat my legs, and said Brother Yu can change the room? There's a double room next door, and you don't live in this single room.

As soon as I heard this, I beat my leg that was quite comfortable, kicked him over, and said angrily: "Get out!" ”

I'm going to move tonight, this house is for me to communicate with Ba Song, and the toilet has been made and can be dismantled. In other words, I can quietly participate in the action at night and then come back quietly.

But the fat man suddenly wants to change my room, or a double room, how can it work?

"Change it!" The fat man begged me. I definitely don't follow, but the fat man doesn't follow either, just begging me. I told him perfunctorily that it would be early tomorrow morning. It's not impossible for me to change rooms after I finish my move. But the fat man still didn't follow, saying that he had to change it tonight.

This made me vigilant, could it be that the fat man found out about our actions? Impossible! It's impossible for this to leak out, and besides, my people are very loyal and will never betray them.

I asked the fat man on the side, but the fat man didn't say anything, just said that he had to change it tonight. In the end, I really had no choice but to beat him! This is what he asked for, talk to him well, he doesn't talk, only with his fists.

It still doesn't work with your fists, and the fat man has blue skin and swollen face; The fat man still kept his mouth shut, just insisted on letting me change, which made me very crazy.

Just when I was at a loss for anything, a gray-haired old man walked in. He was very old, in his eighties, even nineties. The footsteps were very staggering, but there was no crutches, and no one helped them.

He didn't speak, but coughed as soon as he walked. This cough sound is familiar to me, and it runs through the entire boxing meeting. Needless to say, he is the one who holds the supreme power.

He waved his hand and told the fat man to leave. The fat man was also quite obedient, stood up and left. He's not afraid that I'll kill this old man? Or simply catch the old man and threaten them?

The old man smiled at me and sat down on the ground; Panting, such a little journey, but he was very tired. My first impression was that he was a weak old man, and that made me think evilly. This old man was very respected by everyone, and even Jiang Ning and the others were very relieved to hand over the rights to him. So, if I kidnap him, won't I be able to take control of the prison in an instant?

The old man looked at me and seemed to read greed in my eyes. He laughed and said, "Young man, don't think too much. ”

I said lightly: "It's just a fantasy." ”

"I'm the one who just wants to change rooms with you!" The old man was quite direct, and said.

"But I don't want to trade with you." I was also very direct and rejected him.

"I don't want lynchings in prison." The old man said: "If you have a blood feud with Mr. Big, you can solve it with a boxing match!" ”

When he said this, it startled me. This weak old man actually knows about my enmity with Mr. Big? And the meaning behind the words is even more terrifying, he knows about our assassination tonight.

Isn't that incredible? His old cloudy eyes could see my greed. Can you see through other things? And these things are still top secrets that are impossible to leak?

"I know you're going to lynch, and I know you're going to do it tonight, but I still have to advise you not to do it." The old man said, "Everything can be solved with a boxing match." ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but sneer. This old man is old, and he is still so secondary? This is the Golden Triangle, not the comic world, where anything can be solved with your fists? So what do you want your head for?

"I'm curious." I said, "How do you know?" ”

"Everything in this prison, including the hearts and minds of the world, can't hide from me, this old bone." The old man was talking about gods, as if he was really one with this prison. But I prefer to believe that Ba Song is not secretive and is known to the prison management.

"Since I can't hide anything from you, then you should also know how urgent the murderous desire in my heart is!" I said coldly. Mr. Big will definitely die, he killed my brother, and he blamed others, he deserves to die.

"If you want to kill, you must have the consciousness of being killed!" The old man advised: "Don't take such a risk! ”

This old man's brain is really rusty, I really don't want to fight with him, so I said lightly: "Old man! Think about it, if I take you in my hands now, threaten them, and take control of the prison. Isn't it a perfect plan? ”

The old man nodded, his face did not change, and said, "It is indeed a perfect plan!" But there's one premise, you have to be able to beat me. ”

Hearing this, I laughed, and I laughed very happily. To be reasonable, I'm not a pervert who fights particularly well, like Zhao Zichu and Rondo. But what if I can't even beat this dying old man? Stop it!

To prove it, I smashed it with a punch. What's the saying? Words are meaningless, flesh and blood have weight. When Lao Tzu punches the old man all over the ground to find his teeth, see how he pretends to be forced.

However, as soon as I punched out, his dry hand flicked lightly, and the powerful punch was completely dissolved. With a slight tap of my other hand, my body suddenly lost weight and I slammed my head out. Unfortunately, I stumbled and hit my head against the wall, not bleeding, but bulging a big bag, and it hurt terribly.

I rolled over and got up, ready to fight again, everything just now must be an illusion, although my brain still hurts, but I don't believe what just happened.

I kicked him out, and I would have kicked him properly, but the old man turned around lightly, and put his hand on my ankle, and I lost weight again and fell to the ground. This time the back of my head hit the ground, and I was dizzy.

"Young man, do you know Naifo?" The old man asked suddenly.

Nonsense! Of course I do. There are few people in Thailand who don't know Naifo, and the comet of southern Thailand is an absolute star idol.

"He's my apprentice!" The old man bowed his head sadly and said, "There is also Xiaohu!" Everyone calls him Left Tiger Fist! Have you seen both of them? I've heard people say they're all dead, and I don't know if it's true. ”

I was dumbfounded, it turned out that this old man was the master of the Buddha? No wonder it's so powerful! But he was old after all, and after knocking me down twice, he coughed violently, and finally spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, which was the only way to relieve his breath.

"There's nothing that can't be solved with a boxing match!" The old man said, "Think about it, don't use lynching. ”

I thought for a moment and nodded. Seeing this, he smiled happily and said, "Very good! ”

He stood up and was about to leave. But he suddenly took out a thing and said, "Look at me as an old fool, I have forgotten all the important things, you hold this thing." ”

He solemnly put a ...... Hand me the chicken feet! It's really a chicken claw, it's been air-dried and there's a red thread tied to it. I'm inexplicable, what the hell is the situation?

When the old man saw that I was puzzled, he said, "This is an artifact of life and death struggle." If you want to duel with whomever you want, just throw the chicken feet in front of him. No one can refuse a chicken paw duel here, including me, and certainly everyone! ”

I took the chicken feet and looked at the old man with a serious face. To be reasonable, I tried my best to endure it, but in the end I couldn't hold back, poofed, and laughed out of tears.

That's funny, isn't it? A chicken paw? A duel to the death? You've got something decent! When the old man saw me smiling, he leaned back and leaned back, but he didn't get angry, and smiled and left.

To be honest, what I just did was extremely rude. Even if I despise this kind of object, I shouldn't show it like this, this is the most basic etiquette as a human being.

However, as I have already said, I really can't hold back. Besides, I'm not going to use any boxing to settle the grudge. It's too much trouble, I still like to use a dagger.

The time for the assassination was fast approaching, and at twelve o'clock in the night, everything around was as black as hell. Ba Song knocked on the urinal a few times, and I knocked a few times in response, and the code was right, and we pushed the urinal away as soon as we got on it.

I looked around, but no one noticed. I got out of the hole in the toilet. With the lesson of the last time, we have already dug the hole big enough for three people to go down side by side, and it is impossible to get stuck again.

Getting off the sewer, I nodded to Ba Song. Ba Song gave me the professional climbing equipment that had been prepared for a long time. Ba Song has climbed the sewer many times and has already gained experience; In order to be faster and better, he bought a lot of professional climbing equipment, which was much more comfortable than the first time we used a dagger.

I got the equipment and asked Ba Song if he had found the military advisor? Ba Song shook his head and said no news, so I didn't ask again. Although there are no clues, I believe that the military advisor who has been through the storm for a long time will be able to save the day and protect himself.

Ba Song told me the exact location of the big man, I nodded, and climbed up with ease. On the way to climb the sewer, Brother Zhao and others also appeared from different sewers. We met again in this way, without much pretension, just nodded and crawled towards Mr. Big's cell.

Soon we arrived at the toilet of Mr. Big's cell, and me, Sun Wei, and Brother Zhao were at the front. The entire sewer is full of gasoline drums, even the branches. At that time, it was to build quickly, but now it has greatly facilitated our movement.

The three of us glanced at each other, exchanged a little, and finally chose Sun Wei as the main attack without dispute, and I assisted Brother Zhao.

Mr. Big's urinal has long been emptied, and these days, Ba Song has sent people to grind day and night and quietly grind little by little to hollow out the cement of the urinal. In other words, as long as Brother Zhao and I exert ourselves hard, the urinal will fly; And Sun Wei could suddenly appear as if he was a divine soldier, rushed out in an instant, and cut Mr. Big's throat with a dagger.

It won't take more than 30 seconds!