"Do you want to learn? Learn them all? Max seemed to have heard something incredible.

"Isn't that possible?" Su Mo took it for granted.

"People don't necessarily teach you, the reason why I teach you is because we are like-minded people, and I have no children, no one to pass on." Max couldn't hide his contempt, he had never seen someone who didn't want Bilian so much, and he was so right.

"So, how do the capable ones pass it on?" Su Mo asked.

"There are probably three ways, one is normal teaching, which may not be successful, and it can only be taught once in a lifetime. Not all people are willing to pass on their skills to others, they will not be so unique, and they will also expose all their flaws. When he said this, Max looked resentful. Frankly, he began to regret it after teaching the skill.

"What else?"

"The second is the bloodline, the bloodline inheritance has a great probability of being realized, but it is not absolute, my transformation technique comes from the bloodline, and my father has other disciples."

"And a third one?"

"The third is self-awakening, the probability is not high, and many people will not realize that they have different abilities from ordinary people until they die, and even if they do, they will carefully hide it to avoid being discovered and tied to the stake and burned to death."

"Looks like I only have the first option, by the way, can you describe to me what the shadow looks like?"

"What do you want to do? You are crazy! Crazy......" Max couldn't believe his ears.

"Take him out, of course." Su Mo said as a matter of course, very seriously, it seems that what he said is simpler than drinking cold water.

"That's a federal prison, even if you bring more people, you can't get in, even if you get in, you can't bring anyone out, do you think I didn't think about saving him, I'm just such a friend, but I can't do that, once I go in, there is no hope."

"Max."

"You don't know him at all, you don't have any friendship with him, there's no need to ...... at all"

"Max!"

"You make me feel like a coward." Interrupted by a burst of voices, Max covered his face dejectedly and let out a long sigh.

A few minutes later, Su Mo left Max's house with his western cowboy hat.

In fact, it was really not that difficult to get in, Su Mo kicked open the door of the family, and soon attracted the round-up of neighbors.

He didn't resist, and honestly trapped his hands.

Squatting on the cold street to accept the punches and kicks of the villagers who have the same hatred, knowing that the soldiers of the security station came to fetch people, they tied Su Mo's neck with a chain and dragged him back like a parade on the street.

If it's a thin-skinned player, well, as long as it's a face, I'm afraid it won't be so calm.

Su Mo is not worried at all, after dressing up, no one can recognize him, even if he is on Weibo, there is no pressure on him, at most, a few people who are more familiar with his methods can see it, but everyone has long been surprised.

After entering the security station, Su Mo was chained to a chair, and a member of the law enforcement team came to take his confession.

If you don't have money, you need to die!

With this attitude, there is no doubt that he is destined to not be able to go home for the New Year.

Master Su was dragged into a prison car like a dead dog, transported into the federal prison, and the instructions given by the adult of the law enforcement team were to let him work, work hard, if he still had this attitude, he would be thrown into the cell where the perverts were imprisoned, and let the perverts who couldn't bear it anyway punish him and make him full of big men.

However, after entering the cell, Su Mo immediately became much more honest.

Take the initiative to ask for work and strive for leniency.

Mopping the floor and brushing the toilet or something did not refuse, and as long as there was a momentary pause, a jailer would immediately whip him.

"Boy, I heard that you are very horizontal outside, why aren't you horizontal."

"Smoke you to death, what do you stop for, who allows you to stop, continue to work, brush honestly, lick me clean if the brush is not clean."

"You'd better find a way to give Lao Tzu some benefits, don't be afraid that you will sue, Lao Tzu's whip whip killed not a hundred but eighty, not worse than you."

"Let your family send me money, and if you don't have money, you can send food, even if you have a sister or sister."

The jailer seemed to have a tendency to abuse, and he was unkind to Su Mo, whipping him at every turn, and constantly hinting that he wanted benefits, otherwise he would kill Su Mo.

Su Mo was perfunctory, but he was actually observing the terrain in the prison.

The federal prison is called a big one, and there are all kinds of people in it, from thieves like Su Mo to murderers or other perverts who do great harm, the difference is only that Su Mo has to work, and dangerous people are locked in various private rooms large and small.

In order to scare Su Mo, the jailer who was watching him didn't get to a place he cleaned, so he pointed to the special cells on both sides and introduced Su Mo to what terrifying monsters were inside.

Su Mo is also a trembling M, not only is he not afraid, but he also gratefully wants to hug this jailer and kiss him on the head.

"It's amazing, there's a monster locked up, I don't know where he came from, but the warden specially designed this cell, and more than forty headlights are distributed around, so that he feels dazzling all the time, if you don't know each other, I'll put you in and try it."

Su Mo stopped what he was doing abruptly, he felt that he had found the right place.

The person who steals the shadow, if he deals with him, only needs to let him not touch the shadow, and more than forty lamps shine at different angles, presumably to prevent the existence of a complete shadow.

"Haha, I'm afraid, seeing that your kid looks so handsome, why don't I introduce you to a business, as long as you are obedient, go and accompany ......"

"More than forty lights are shining, how can you sleep." Su Mo sighed.

"Hehe, I'm sleepy to a certain extent, I have to sleep no matter what, but don't expect to sleep well, you just need to let me get some benefits......"

"Big brother, can you be a little gentle, it's too ugly, anyway, I don't believe you dare to throw me in, you can't open this cell door, you are a little jailer who supervises thieves, you are not even a fart."

When the little jailer heard this, his eyes immediately turned red, and the whip whirred.

Su Mo observed the surroundings in advance, and after making sure that there was no one, he grabbed the tip of the whip and went up to it with a set of combination punches, which directly knocked the little jailer unconscious.

Judging from the damage caused by whipping himself, this is an ordinary sand sculpture monster.

He took out a tool from his backpack, smacked it at the cells a few times, and easily opened the door, which he could easily open with all kinds of locks designed by experts in reality, not to mention this backward thing in the Middle Ages.

Grabbing one of the jailer's ankles, Su Mo dragged him backwards into the cell without mercy, and then gently closed the cell door.

The cells are a bit exaggeratedly lit, with lights at every angle to ensure that no shadows are created here.

And the person Su Mo was looking for was hung in the middle, and after he heard the voice, he twisted his neck and turned his head hard, so that Su Mo could clearly see his panda eyes, and he didn't know how many days he hadn't slept well, and the eye circles were darker than Qiuqiu's.

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