The big head knew I had misunderstood him. This kid is also smart, and quickly waved his hand to explain to me, saying that he came this time because of Boss Leng and the drug dealer, and asked me to go to the polishing workshop with him to talk to me about something.

I was quite puzzled, and I said that this is going to be eaten soon, so why can't I talk about it at that time?

The big head didn't give me much time to think about it, so he had to drag me away immediately. I've put it all together, and I guess it has something to do with the Berserk Beast.

I didn't dare to delay this kind of thing, and the big head must have greeted the prison guard who was wandering around in front of the laundry room, and when I went out with him, the prison guard didn't care.

I hadn't been to the polishing workshop, so I trotted all the way down with my big head. About a cigarette later, we came to a small factory.

In fact, I heard it from a long distance, and the buzzing here was very loud, and it was all noise, probably from the grinder. And at the door there was a square frame door more than one person high, and there was a prison guard standing next to the door.

The big head led me in, and told me to look at the soles of my shoes, and stomp vigorously to get the metal powder off the step.

I guess this square door has a detection function to prevent people from hiding metal on their bodies when they come in and out. I did what the big head said, the box door didn't call the police, and we went in smoothly.

Originally, the area of this small factory was not too small, but when I came in, I found that the place near the door was completely empty, and it was not until ten meters away that two rows of polishers began to be placed.

The number of polishing machines is not too much, and the preliminary count is only twenty, and most of the prisoners who are standing in front of the polishing machines are also known to me when I take a closer look.

There are iron donkeys, but also cold hands and drug lords and some thugs.

They didn't work, but they looked like they were working, and when I came, most of them stopped the grinders, leaving only two grinders to idle the grinding wheels.

Gesturing coldly, let us all walk towards one corner. After everyone gathered, he raised his voice slightly, letting the sound drown out the "noise" of the polisher and said to us, "I thought about how to deal with the berserker beast all night, with the broken environment of the prison, we want to find a place that is beneficial to us, and this is the only place." ”

After hearing this, the drug lord glared at the cold hand, because the emphasis in this sentence is all about how the cold hand is, and there is no drug lord business, but I think that this strategy must be the result of their consultation, to put it bluntly, the cold hand is asking for credit.

In addition, I also tasted it from these words, these two big guys don't want to wait at all, they will do it this morning, lure the berserk beast over, and clean him up here.

I looked at the environment in the polishing workshop again, and with the whining and noise here, I thought it was indeed a good place to fight. In addition, these polishers are also murder weapons, once you push people into the polishers, they are guaranteed to be ground into a puddle of flesh.

But I also have doubts, the Berserker Beast is not stupid, how could it be that he came here all of a sudden. I asked.

This time, the drug lord preemptively explained to me, saying that don't look at him in prison, but he still has some tricks in buying off the prison guards. Didn't the Berserker just come back last night? But he also had to do the work, and he had already greeted the prison guards and asked the berserker to come here to report when he approached dinner in the morning.

This time it was the turn to glare at the drug lord with a cold hand, and I found that these two people were definitely natural enemies.

The drug lord looked smug and waved at one of his men. There was also a large woven bag in the corner, bulging, and the top corner was exposed, all of which were metal balls.

I thought it was polished or semi-finished, but the man walked over and put the woven bag down. After the top layer of metal balls rolled away, what was exposed underneath was a cloth bag and steel pipes.

The men brought back the woven bag, and the iron donkey and I were not in a hurry to do it, and the others began to take the steel pipe, and one person took out the cloth bag and opened it.

There's a bunch of white flower powder in there, and I can guess that it's lime powder.

Let's not talk about why the drug lords are so powerful and can get lime powder, but this thing has been a yin thing since ancient times, and once it enters the eyes, it must be washed with oil.

The drug lord waved his hand at me and the iron donkey, which meant not to be idle, and each took a steel pipe, and then beckoned his men to divide the lime powder into one and a half pockets.

I can see that this is how we deal with the Berserker, steel pipes with lime powder.

In order to hold the steel pipe firmly, some thugs even tore a piece of cloth from their trousers, first held the steel pipe, and then tightly wrapped the cloth around the hand they were holding.

Now that time is pressing, the drug lord and Leng Hand are thinking about the plan for a while.

We were divided into two groups, one of us looking for a polisher, pretending to grind the ball head, and the other group looking for a place to hide behind the grinder, but as close to the door as possible, as soon as the berserk beast came in, we would attack it in groups, and use lime powder first, or steel pipe.

We nodded as we listened. I remember that there was a rule in Qujing Prison that prisoners were not allowed to bring watches, but the drug lord felt for his prison uniform and took out a small watch.

The watch doesn't have a strap, so it's easy to hide. He looked at his watch and said that the appointed time was almost up, and the berserker beast was coming.

The thugs divided up on their own, and the iron donkey was already working in this workshop, so he had to pretend to polish it for a while, and I didn't know how to use this machine, so I had to hide.

But I didn't want to be separated from the donkey, and when we were separated, I walked with the donkey behind the polisher he used, and the steel pipe we used was also placed in the gap next to the polisher.

I was still wondering, how did I drag me here in today's mission of sneaking up on the Berserk Beast, don't the cold hands and drug lords know that I can't do it?

I casually turned my head to look at the side, not far behind the grinder, there were two thugs hiding together, the two masters who came to my cell yesterday to make trouble.

One of them saw me looking at them, and he gave me a thumbs up, which was a disguised encouragement.

And I was contacted like this, and I thought of a possibility, the two of them must have told Leng Shou about me and the iron donkey this morning, and they must have bragged about me and the iron donkey. Otherwise, the cold hand will not let the big head go to the laundry room to ask me to come and help.

I especially want to spit out and tell everyone that I am a fake, and my skills are too ordinary.

But the Berserker is coming soon, and it's not like that's when I run away again. I made up my mind, I really started fighting in a while, don't be stupid and rush up, if you want to be an inactive person once, it's better to just move your mouth and shout and cheer.

After another cigarette, the big head swished in from the doorway, and he was in charge of keeping watch at the door.

Now the grinders in the workshop are all on, the noise is very loud, and the big head does not shout, but just makes a few gestures to tell us that the berserker beast is coming.

I was a little nervous, but the iron donkeys and their polished ones were very calm.

I didn't dare look up, but I could peek through the gap in the polisher into the doorway. I found the work of the big head to be quite easy, and after calling the police, I hid in the corner. Less than half a minute later, a figure flashed and stood at the door.

He had long hair and let it drape over his head, and although I didn't know him, I knew it was a berserker by the bracelet and ankle he carried.

His "salary" was quite high, and he was brought in by the prison guard who guarded the door, and the prison guard pointed to the grinding machine in the innermost part of the workshop, and said a few words to the berserk beast in his ear, and then turned to leave.

The berserker didn't react, and as soon as the guards left, he silently walked into the workshop, seemingly unaware of our ambush.

It's not me and the Iron Donkey who are closest to the Berserker, I'm keeping an eye out for the nearest group of ambushers. I figured that when the Berserkers were about to pass by their polishers, they would burst into a sneak attack.

In fact, I can feel that the other ambush personnel are waiting for the signal of this group. But since the Berserker Beast came in, the iron donkey seemed a little absent-minded, and now he even took the polishing mechanism, took the initiative to pick up all the two steel pipes that had been hidden, and flashed around the grinder and walked towards the Berserk Beast.

All of us were stunned, especially me, and said what is Brother Donkey doing? Why did you take away's business? Could it be that he was going to fight the Berserker Beast alone?

I'm sure Iron Donkey is a grumpy master, but he's not reckless, and with so many ambush men now, he wouldn't be stupid enough to be one-on-one.

When the berserker saw the iron donkey, he stood still, and we all looked down on him.

He raised his hand again and pointed to a few places, these are the places where we ambushed people, this is good, our sneak attack is all exposed!