The original owner entered here as a criminal, and it was intentional.

Otherwise, with the strength of the original owner, he would have escaped long ago.

He's just trying to steal information better.

He was instructed by the Secret Service Headquarters to get close to Guy S. Joseph.

As the supreme commander of the Empire, Guy S. Joseph naturally mastered no less military content than anyone else.

If you can get close to him and gain his trust, then it's easy to say.

It's just—

If Guy is the male lead.

That's a bit of a hassle.

I wonder if Guy S. Joseph doubted him.

It's better not to, after all, he's not interested in stealing information at all.

He's here to tease each other.

The night is getting darker.

The light coming in through the small window was getting dimmer and dimmer.

Even the light from the small window disappeared, and the cell grew darker and darker.

Lorraine grabbed the electric baton given by the system in his hand and sat numbly, feeling the evil soften.

When the original owner came in, it was already dinner time, and he could only wait until dawn.

Lorraine was clinging to the wall, and the wall was cold.

He sat up slightly straight and yawned.

But the mind is still clear.

This is the residual consciousness of the original owner as an agent.

I don't know how long it took, but Charles, who was lying on the ground, woke up leisurely.

He sat up and looked around blankly, and when he met Lorraine's calm gaze, his previous horror immediately turned into incomparable anger.

He stood up, and instead of rolling back to his kennel, he walked towards Lorraine.

Lorraine raised an eyebrow.

This man is not afraid of death.

The others in the cell also looked over, and some seemed surprised, perhaps thinking that Charles was dead.

I didn't expect to just faint.

Several of them glanced inquiringly at Lorraine, who was sitting in the corner.

But there was no sound.

After looking at it for a moment, he turned his face numbly.

Some people look at it with a good look.

"Hey, stinky boy!" Charles looked unkind, "What are you holding on to?" ”

As he spoke, he kicked a pebble over.

To this day, one of his arms is still numb.

If he is suppressed by this new stinky boy now, then his identity as the head of this cell will be in jeopardy, and he will lose face here in the future.

This is the last thing he can bear.

"Fun stuff." Lorraine smiled slowly, raised the electric rod in his hand, and pointed one end at Charles, "Haven't tried enough?" ”

Charles subconsciously took a step back and stared at the thing in Lorraine's hand for a long time, as if to measure the lethality of this thing.

Then he pulled out a knife from his waist, the tip of which glowed with a cold silver light.

Lorraine raised an eyebrow.

"What are you going to do?" Lorraine deliberately looked frightened, and her voice trembled slightly.

"You know you're scared?" Charles smirked, a rough smile that resounded throughout the cell.

"Don't come here." Lorraine played to the end, staring at the knife in Charles's hand and shrinking to the side.

Charles, with his knife flashed, slowly approached with a lewd smile on his face.

Lorraine, who didn't see it in the dark, seemed to smile.

Lorraine didn't say a word, and poked the electric rod in his hand at a certain location.

"Ah!!h At this moment, Charles jumped up like an electric shock on the soles of his feet.

Then he covered his crotch with both hands, looking very funny.

What's even funnier is that the expression on his face is colorful.

Exhale while screaming.

And jumped, like a madman.

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