"Yuri, you'll be free in no time. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "A man dressed as a prison guard chatted with the people in the cell through the railing.

"Huh? Is today April Fool's Day? Yuri, who was doing push-ups, seemed to hear something to talk about, "Gregory, I told you not to drink so much, and if you get caught again during work, don't think about your bonus this year." "It's not once or twice that this foolish guard has drunk and made mistakes, and he forgot to lock the door of his cell last time, and Yuri found out that his room had not been locked until the morning was released.

"Seriously, friend, you're going to get out of this place." Seeing that Yuri didn't believe it, the other party lowered his voice to argue. This Siberian prison for felons is two worlds compared to the outside, and the isolated environment makes it impossible for the guards to find any other nonsense than to talk to the inmates.

"Island" is another name for this prison that has no name and cannot be found on regular archives. Although it is on the mainland, it is the same as the isolated island, and the uninhabited tundra within a radius of thousands of kilometers makes the escape from prison a test of survival in the polar regions. If you're lucky, you'll be left with a frozen corpse, and if you're unlucky, you'll not even have bones left, and I've never heard of anyone who could escape safely from here in all these years.

Naturally, this kind of environment is not an ordinary prisoner, the political prisoners who have lived in the former Soviet Union that have been hated by the authorities but cannot be killed, the vicious underworld bosses, the scum of society who are kind like lambs here, and many people who have been framed by revenge live in, so they are ready to die in this place if they enter here.

Yuri is such an "ordinary" prisoner, who was imprisoned three years ago, and I heard that he was a soldier, and he is probably a guy who made a mistake or was involved in some incident. There are too many such people here. I thought there was just one more prisoner. However, Yuri's cellmates are all cursed, they will always die due to various accidents, choking to death while eating, falling and breaking their necks when they are out of the wind, suffocating themselves with quilts while sleeping, and one who has had a heart attack, since Yuri's first four cellmates have experienced various accidental deaths, no one wants to share a cell with him, and the prison director has to arrange a single room for him in the psychiatric ward.

Gregory is the caretaker of this area, a common problem of Maozi who is drunk or something, what do you do when you are idle and don't drink? The only two normal people are here, and the two people who have come and gone have established a relationship of wine and meat, and Yuri, who is like a dead heart, didn't think about running, and after helping Gregory a few times, Grigory would talk to Yuri about any gossip. For example, this time about Yuri's freedom.

"What's going on?" Yuri stopped what he was doing, stood up and walked over with a serious expression.

"Someone 'bought' your life this time." Grigory looked around, leaned over without opening the door and whispered. The purchase of life here is not to kill someone, but to ask Yuri to serve someone, anyway, there is no second possibility for a group of people in the prison except to live until they die of old age, so this kind of business is derived, the prison forges a death certificate, and the person is dead; But in fact, someone behind the back paid for the prison to take people away, and usually people who fight black boxing or need dead soldiers will come here.

The warden made money again and cleared the restless violence in his hands, and there were no accidents in the business of killing two birds with one stone, and it is estimated that this place where birds don't poop can't be remembered once a year.

"It's not 'buying' but hiring, don't misinterpret." A voice interrupted Gregory's gossip. Frightened, Gregory turned his head and saw the warden's fat face, and quickly lowered his head and flashed to the side.

The prison warden looked at the gossip party under his command, if it weren't for the fact that there was really no one available, he really didn't mind putting this drunkard and the prisoner together, "What are you doing in a daze?" Open the door! Yuri, you're out of luck! ”

Wrapped like a zongzi, but Wen Hui still couldn't feel the slightest temperature, Mao Zi here General Dong really didn't blow it. Ivan took care of everything, Wenhui bought two tickets to fly out of the country, then rented a small plane to fly to the town a hundred kilometers away, and finally rented a local dog sled to run the final mile.

Along the way, Wen Hui's feeling was cold, really cold! Wen Hui, who was about to wrap himself into a ball, finally arrived at his destination, a lonely prison on the tundra, took out the prepared documents and went to the warden to pick up someone, but he didn't expect to encounter such a scene, the relationship between the guards and the prisoners here is good!

Looking at the Slavs who came out, they were not as strong as they imagined, their appearance was ordinary, their heads were shaved, they were one meter eight tall, their bodies were very shapely, and their eyes were a little lazy. If Boris next to him is a bear, then this person is a lazy cheetah.

"Little ghost, are you weaned?" Ignoring Boris, who was acting as a bodyguard, and staring at the yellow man in front of him who was a little shorter than himself, Yuri asked disdainfully. Which young master has the money to burn, don't you know that all the outlaws here? It's not good to learn this!

"Poof~" The warden and his subordinates next to him couldn't help laughing, and then they couldn't hold back again, as for the few cells on the side that were watching the excitement, they were not so polite, and for a while, hahaha laughter echoed in the corridor.

"Say me?" Wen Hui pointed to his nose with his left hand, looked around as if asking those who were laughing at him, and then everyone's laughter was interrupted by a "bang" of gunshots, and the reacting guard was about to take out his weapon, but was stopped by the prison warden.

The Glock 22 in Wen Hui's right hand is still smoking: "First, you must respect the person who pays you a salary; Second, you can think this in your heart but never say it. Then he threw a medical kit and a pistol at Yuri, who was lying on the ground, "Don't play dead, I avoided the body organs, the bullet just opened a passage in you, and the bullet didn't need to be taken." If you want to lie on your stomach, then you can lie here for the rest of your life, if you don't want to, then get up and clean up, and we'll leave in ten minutes. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, waited for ten minutes, and left without results. It's a good thing to be unruly, but if you don't bow your head, it's not good, even if this person is capable, Wen Hui won't use him.

didn't ask for ten minutes, Wen Hui came out with his front foot, and Yuri came out with him, wearing an overcoat and a bandage around his abdomen: "Little boss, what do you want me to do?" ”

"Get rid of that 'small', we'll talk about this later, take a look at your employment contract first, and sign it without any problem." Wen Hui handed over a bag of documents.

Watching Yuri tremble and add clothes to his body, Wen Hui was disappointed, it turned out that Maozi was also afraid of cold, and he really thought they had an antifreeze buff. After Yuri got dressed, he began to look at his contract, and he might have cared about this kind of service for a few years, benefits and things like that, if he hadn't been in prison. But it doesn't matter now, the legal effect of a contract can't be applied to him, and some of these have no other effect except for being good-looking, and after a few hasty glances, he found the signature at the end and signed his name in the empty column.

As soon as I finished signing, my right forearm hurt as if it had been burned by a soldering iron, and the pen in my hand also fell, and the contract in front of me began to spontaneously combust out of thin air, and the burning sensation disappeared after the contract was completely burned to ashes. Peeling off his sleeve, Yuri found a tattoo on the forearm of his right hand, a thorny cross with an intricate black ornamentation standing in the munitions, and a smiling skull at the intersection of the cross. This is the pattern on the cover of the contract just now!

"You're the first to sign without reading it." Boris said nonchalantly beside him, "But it's okay, if you don't understand something, ask your boss." That way, there is nothing to hide. ”

After repairing in the town, Wen Hui prepared a meal according to Chinese tradition: "The situation is as you know, now welcome to join my team, although the 'Thorn Cross' is currently only two and a half members, but believe that I will be even stronger in the future." ”

Two...... Half? Yuri looked at himself, and then at Wen Hui, this half is talking about Boris, you are a bare-bones commander for a long time? "Young master, I can only do my best, there are too few people, and I am not 007."

"What?"

"I said I could only ......"

"No, what do you call me?"

"Young Master, is there a problem?" In Yuri's opinion, he is tired of sitting in a sleigh, and he has not been frostbitten for a day when he comes here, and then he has requirements for hygiene when eating, as well as a long bath, this is completely a young master with fine skin and tender meat.

"Young master, well, a good code name." Boris nodded, "A loud nickname is necessary, I think this is good." ”