"Does anyone want to pee?", muttered the policeman sitting in the driver's seat, and the speed of the car slowed down significantly.

Dover leaned into Durin's ear and whispered, "He's reminding us that if we say we need to defecate, it means that someone will answer it behind, and the car will not stop but will take some smoother roads." If you don't excrete, it means that there is no one to answer it, and the rest of the road may be bumpy, and the speed will be a little faster. ”

In fact, such "code words" are everywhere in all walks of life, and people dare not say something that may not be true, but they dare to break the rules unscrupulously. "Peeing" in the process of going to prison is only one of the insignificant, and there are many code words in the gang, especially when the gang may be under official investigation, almost everyone uses code words instead of some keywords, such as "turn off the lights", "cows", "seafood" and the like, if no one takes you into the industry, it is absolutely impossible to find out what these people mean by what they say.

For example, "The seafood from such and such a place has arrived, and there are several new cows born in the pasture, and one of them is particularly lively, and the lights can be turned off after dark to be quiet." If someone who doesn't know the inside story hears someone else say such a sentence loudly on the street, they may only think that this is a small talk between two businessmen, but if it is explained through "black words", then this sentence will completely change its appearance - "The smuggled things from such and such a place can arrive today, and the person responsible for collecting funds for the gang has several new goals, but someone does not cooperate, and he will be killed when the time is right, as a warning to others." ”

Of course, in a place like Turnaire City, gang members don't need to communicate in a slang way, and the way city managers manage the city is simply a breeding ground for evil. They don't need to worry about pressure from the regional police department, they just need to think about rival gangs and those who can't wait to get to the top.

After speaking, Dover knocked on the iron plate between the car and the cab, and through the small hole that was only the size of a palm and two layers of fine barbed wire, the driver in the driver's seat could be vaguely seen smiling at his co-pilot companion with his head tilted.

It's a fat trip, and everyone in the police station wants to escort prisoners to prison, but as long as you have a little money or ability, you will not lose anything along the way. As small as a few boxes of cigarettes for one or twenty yuan, or as large as thirty or fifty yuan for a whole box of cigarettes, there will definitely be gains along the way. was able to win such a good opportunity, or because these two police officers are usually very exciting and effective, and Plando really needs to train some young police officers, so they were given this opportunity.

The speed of the escort car suddenly slowed down, and the direction of travel also changed, and soon the bumpy carriage became smooth, and it would no longer suddenly "jump" and let the ass kiss the iron bench fiercely.

"What time are we, and how far are we from the prison?", the carriage is closed, so it is impossible to judge the current location of the escort car through the environment outside the car, nor can it tell the current time. According to the plan agreed by Doolin and Plando, they will change the members serving the sentence at three o'clock, only five kilometers from the prison, and let a fake "Durin" serve the sentence. Durin would leave in his own car and return to Turner, hiding in the city and reappearing at the end of his sentence.

He also considered whether to serve his sentence for real, but finally gave up this idea after being persuaded by Du Buddha. The situation in prisons is more complex and full of more special circumstances that are beyond human resistance. If someone really wanted to attack Durin, Doolin would definitely not even have room to resist and would go to Hades. All the other party needs to do is make the warden happy with enough money, and there will be three more strange inmates in Durin's cell. It has to be said here that there are four people in a cell, and sometimes there are six people, and it is said that the prisons in the imperial capital are all two people per cell, but this cannot be done here.

The warden put all the money in his pocket, and he didn't have so much money to build a new dormitory, not to mention that there were a group of inmates locked up inside, wouldn't it be conniving at crime to give them such a good prison environment?

As soon as Durin changed cells or roommates, he would have a moment of distraction, at least he would always have to sleep, and then those people would act quickly and stealthily.

So Durin followed Duffer's advice and sent a stand-in in, for which he offered a thousand dollars to make the warden turn a blind eye.

The driver glanced down at the clock hanging in the co-pilot, and replied without looking back: "It's already 2:50, and it's only five kilometers away from the prison at most." ”

Durin said thank you, glanced at Dufo, and silently took off the handcuffs and opened the safety of the pistol.

The plan is not right!

It stands to reason that someone should have answered by now, but the car still didn't stop. It is winter in the barren wilderness, and the wild grass has long been blown by the strong wind, and occasionally a tree is bare. If there are people in the vicinity, the driver will be able to see it. If he can't see, it means ...... There was no one around.

This is not right, because the plan is not only Plando's plan, but also Durin's plan, even if Plando is not strictly enforced, but his people should be executed. Either his people were killed by someone, or they didn't come.

Why didn't they come?

Durin pondered the question.

If Ellis had been here, he would have been able to tell Durin why they hadn't arrived at the designated place on time, because someone was attacking the farm, and just as they were about to leave, two trucks stopped on the path outside the farm, and then jumped down about twenty people, almost all of whom were armed with pistols, and launched an invasion of the farm.

If it weren't for the discovery of a batch of pistols from an abandoned sewer at Godol's estate, the farm would have been taken down by the men wearing masks and hats in ten minutes. At this time, Ellis glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and anxiously took advantage of the gunfire outside, and fired several shots out of the window.

In fact, this kind of shooting is useless, and the range of the pistol is nearly half shorter than the theoretical effective range. As long as it is more than 20 meters, the clothes you wear are thicker, and the toughness is stronger, and being hit by a bullet is equivalent to being punched hard. (In winter, the distance of thirty meters, hit, also green, and then continue to run - all of the above is apocryphal, all made up by the author.) Ellis could clearly sense that the other party did have the intention of exterminating them on the farm, but he was not in a hurry, but seemed to be fighting a protracted battle.

What's even worse is that these people are so strange, not only do they have powerful firepower, but they are also very orderly in their actions. The word chapter may not be understood by Ellis, he only knows that these people cooperate very well, little by little approaching the simply repaired house, and some places are even shot through.

He couldn't imagine that there was any other force in Turner City that could come up with so many pistols, and with the car being taken to Guli City last time, he thought it was most likely that these people were from somewhere else.

"We can't go on like this, we have to find a way to repel them!", Ellis looked at his two companions, who were guarding the window. At this time, I have to thank the farmer who has mixed up with the silt at the bottom of the Agate River, and he has built the house very simple, with only one door and five windows on the first floor, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

At this time, someone said: "I remember that the cellar originally led to Warehouse No. 1, but for some reason it collapsed, and if we dig it out of there, it should be able to appear behind them!"

This information was timely and important, and Airlie turned around and was about to speak, when his body shook violently and he fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face. He was dragged to a relatively safe place, grinning at his waist, slowly letting go of his hand, and everyone else breathed a sigh of relief. There was no blood, which meant that it had not penetrated, but a warhead that had been deformed like an irregular coin had torn his coat and lay quietly on his underwear. He took the warhead off and thought about it and put it in his pocket.

"Pump one person from each window, there are tools in the cellar, go dig now. As he spoke, he stood up with the help and support of his companions, "The others cover for them and strengthen the counterattack!"

In the next moment, the strength of the window's counterattack suddenly strengthened a lot, and the mysterious people who were slowly advancing also suspended their continuous advancement. If it weren't for the pistol's use of Yaojing, it is estimated that the ammunition on both sides would have been running out for a long time.

After about ten minutes, Ayris saw a figure flickering inside the door of Warehouse No. 1, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Only one person is left in each window, and the others go to Warehouse No. 1!"

There is a firefight going on Ellis's side, and Durin, who already has a sense of foreboding, is about to face the same situation.

The car escorting them stopped, and the police officer in the cab whistled, "It looks like you have a great big guy, is that guy named Durin?

"What's going on out there?", Durin asked.

"Won't you come down and see for yourself?", the driver pulled a pole, the carriage made an ugly sound, and the door slowly opened.

At this moment, the driver smiled and asked the guy who walked outside the cab, "Brother, what did you bring us?"

In the next second, a bullet shot through the driver's head rang out, and the co-pilot's police officer was also shot in the head in the panic of pulling out the gun.

"Go to the back and get rid of everyone, you can't let any of them go!"

Listening to the footsteps outside the carriage, Durin's palms were sweaty!