Of course, the specific number must be more industrious than thorough? There are fewer people to do. But it's not too outrageous, for example, if someone sends a thousand, you can get eight hundred, that's all.

The world is wonderfully enriched by all kinds of people. Gao Liquan learned the essence from these people, and he also saw the gorgeous performances of these people with his own eyes. Regardless of whether or not the actions of these people can advance the process of civilization, they do represent an attitude to life. It can even be given a special name: the culture of the lazy.

It's as simple as wanting to be marginalized. It took Gao Liquan nearly half a year before and after to eliminate the cruel image of the previous brave murder in everyone's minds. Now he looks like an ordinary prisoner who doesn't care about anything. Every day, he did what he had to do, obeyed the orders of the armed guards, ate, slept, and exercised.

Hawkes' snoring was still powerful and thunderous.

Late one Wednesday night, as the footsteps of the armed guards faded away, Gao Liquan, who was lying on the bed in his cell, slowly opened his eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

He got up from his bed, crept to the door, and took advantage of the faint light that came in from outside his cell, turned slightly, and picked up a pillow filled with buckwheat husk from his bed. While Gao Liquan was doing this, it was quiet in the corridor outside, and there was no movement in the cell next door. The only sound that echoed in the air was Hawkes' terrible, thunderous snoring.

Gao Liquan stood quietly at the head of Hawks's bed, thinking carefully and nervously about his plan. He replayed every link in his head, pondered every detail back and forth, and made sure that there were no problems, and then his tense face began to loosen, and then, slowly, approached the sleeping Hawks.

At such a close distance, Gao Liquan leaned down and silently stared at Hawks's large face covered with thick hair. The fat and strong creature spewed a foul of stench from his nostrils, his mouth wide open, and in the light outside the cell, a layer of yellow disgusting dirt could be seen between Hawkes' teeth.

Gao Liquan hung the pillow in his hand over Hawkes's face, his movements were slow, extremely gentle, but increasing the downward pressure. This is effective and does not wake the person from his slumber. When he was training in the special forces on Earth, Gao Liquan learned this time-consuming, slow, and small method of killing people from instructors. Hawkes didn't respond, his snoring getting quieter and his breathing getting shorter. This indicates that he doesn't have much oxygen left in his lungs and is depleting it quickly.

Gao Liquan did not relax the strength of his hands in the slightest, the pillow of buckwheat husk was very soft, but the effect of pressure and obstruction of the air was real. Using this kind of thing as a murder weapon to suffocate an adult to death is no more difficult than suffocating a child.

Hawkes' body began to tremble. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, looking at Gao Liquan in disbelief and extreme horror. The light was still dim, but Gao Liquan saw the reflection of himself in Hawks's pupils. He smiled faintly, fiercely and cruelly. Gao Liquan didn't like Hawks from the beginning, and now, there is no psychological barrier to killing him. What's more, Gao Liquan really needs a dead Hawkes. Only in this way can there be a chance to escape from Songcheng Prison.

Fat and tall bodies already need more oxygen than others. Although Hawkes suddenly woke up at this moment, his body was extremely deprived of oxygen, causing him to fall into a coma again within a few seconds. This is indeed lethargy, but it may also be temporary hypoxic shock. Gao Liquan picked up the pillow at the right time, and after checking it, it was determined that Hawkes was still breathing, but it was very faint and intermittently long. That's pretty much what I want to be.

This guy can't die just yet. Coma, enough is enough.

With a cruel and cold smile on his face, Gao Liquan sharpened the homemade knife he had hidden there from the bottom of the mattress, that is, the sharpened fork. He grabbed Hawkes' heavy and massive body, turning him ninety degrees backwards to his side. Then, unbutton Hawkes' prison uniform and gently touch his chest with his left hand. This guy is really fat, and Gao Liquan himself is the same as Hawkes, eating the same junk food every day. He had never seen Hawkes eat more, and there was no chance of getting extra food in prison. Who knows where all this thick fat on his body came from?

Despite the hard work, Gao Liquan found Kers's ribs, and then counted them down one by one, and when he counted the fifth and sixth ribs on the bottom side, Gao Liquan's sharp fork like a probe in his right hand straightened up and inserted it hard. You can feel the sharp spikes piercing the skin and into the soft fat layer, and then the solid feeling of the muscles. Finally, there is a sense of emptiness in which a hard object breaks through an obstacle.

This process requires little effort. Gao Liquan pulled the fork out of Hawks' body effortlessly. The sharp tip had pierced his lungs, and if nothing else, Hawkes would soon become respiratory failure. Gao Liquan turned Hawkes back to the front, then put away the fork and returned to his bed, waiting silently.

Things turned out exactly as expected. After a few minutes, Hawkes' face was bruised, and his breathing became more and more labored. Then, a blood-red spot appeared on his lips. This indicates that blood flow has become noticeably slower and that agglutination has occurred. Gradually, the corners of Hawkes' mouth foamed with blood, and his body twitched more and more.

It's time to act.

"Help! Help me! ”

Gao Liquan rushed to the door of the cell, and shouted to a guard standing at the end of the corridor dozens of meters away through the iron cage: "Come here, something is not quite right in Hawkes." He was coughing all the time, and I thought he might have had some kind of infectious disease. Maybe it's pneumonia, or maybe it's some kind of virus. ”

It was too loud, and the amplification of the hallway was good, and the guard in the distance turned his face to this side, and strode towards it. He unloaded his rifle from his back, a look of suspicion on his face.

"Why don't you go to bed? What are you standing there yelling for? ”

The guards quickened their pace and watched Gao Liquan with wary eyes. He remembered the prisoners who had caused trouble for the guards many times. Although Gao Liquan has been silent in recent times, he has not been able to fundamentally eliminate the vigilance of the guards. Despite the shouts, the guards did not think he was telling the truth.

Perhaps, something is wrong with this guy's brain.

Or, it's just some shady attempt.

"Hawkes was sick, and he kept tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep."

Gao Liquan's face was full of innocent and anxious looks: "Do you think I'm lying?" Then you'd better come and see for yourself. ”

As he spoke, Gao Liquan pushed open from the door of the cell and turned sideways to get out of the way of sight and space. Following the guidance of his arm, the armed guard spotted Hawkes lying motionless on the bed. Disgusted by the lack of light and unwilling to open the door like that, he took a flashlight from his coat pocket and shone it in the direction of Hawkes. Circular flares of light lingered on the hairy face, illuminating the crimson blood foam that was flowing down the corners of the mouth.

"Hell! It's true. This guy usually eats like a pig, and God knows what he swallowed? This is beyond my capabilities. Doctors, doctors are needed here! ”

The guard cursed uncleanly, then quickly turned his head, turned away from the cell door, and ran away. Gao Liquan heard his footsteps "dong dong" running through the corridor, and soon, the "ding" sound of the elevator running came from the direction of the shaft in the distance. Immediately after, the guard opened the door with a key, and the rusty door lock made a "creaking" sound.

Gao Liquan felt that his heart was beating faster, and an unprecedented excitement was rapidly spreading in his body. He had to pinch the flesh on his thigh with his thumb again and again, and use the pain to force himself to calm down. After a few more tense minutes, he heard the elevator arrive, and a jumble of footsteps came from the end of the hallway.

A group of people appeared in front of the cell door. At the head was none other than the former armed guard.

He said to Gao Liquan in a nervous and stern tone: "Go back and go to the farthest corner of the room." Honestly obey orders. Otherwise, I have the right to shoot you on the spot. ”

This certainly will not be a verbal threat. In exceptional circumstances, the jailer has the right to do so to the prisoner.

Gao Liquan did not disobey the orders of the guards in the slightest. At the other man's request, he slowly stepped back, his hands behind his back, and clutched the fork that had been sharpened in advance and could be used as a weapon.

With a reluctant "crunch" sound as the key was stuffed into the lock, the cell door that Gao Liquan had been praying for a long time was finally pushed open from the outside. /p>

Outside stood three armed guards, and in the middle of them stood a medical handyman. This guy is actually a prisoner too, but he only gained some extra authority because he was good at flattering the guards, and was willing to do things like licking the soles of his shoes, as well as flattering himself to the chief guard and armed guards. Instead of a prison uniform, he wore a white one-piece uniform with a red first aid symbol on his chest. This costume was originally intended to belong to the cell floor administrator, not to the jailer's establishment. This guy looked very arrogant, looked at Gao Liquan with a sarcastic and indifferent gaze, and walked directly into the room.

There are no doctors in Songcheng Prison. It's just that medical staff come here at a fixed time every year and are responsible for checking everyone. If there is a problem with the physical condition of the jailer, a cruise plane will arrive at a short time and take the patient away. If the prisoner is ill, the same is true for the treatment. In this respect, there is really no need for doctors in prisons. However, the purpose of this is also obvious: Songcheng Prison is independent and closed, and even if something goes wrong, it can be cut off from the outside world in the first place. Of course, it can also be used as a large garbage dump for waste disposal. All in all, how to use it depends entirely on the mood of the superior.

The outsiders walked in, and the handyman came to Hawkes' window, lowered his body, and checked his breathing. The guards watched Gao Liquan closely, and found that he was standing still honestly, and he was very tame, and then the guards lost their guard and turned their attention to the half-dead Hawks. In their opinion, this is what really needs to be focused on.

Gao Liquan put on a calm look.

The opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

Just as the last guard turned his head to look at Hawkes lying on the bed, Gao Liquan activated with astonishing speed. He walked through the cell with a single lunge, waving his fork and the sharp blade slicing through the air in a silvery trail, slicing the throat of the nearest armed guard with ease. He was caught off guard, blood splattering like a fountain in the dark room. Before the guy with his eyes wide and his hands clutching his throat completely lay down, Gao Liquan had already gone from the side of the other guard, raised his knees, slammed into his lower back, and then raised his fist and slammed it into the opponent's temple. The poor guard, propelled by this tremendous force, tumbled into the air, and hit the wall. Before he could land, Gao Liquan had already bent his arm and strangled the stunned handyman from behind, and the tip of the fork held in his right hand was firmly against the edge of the other party's right eye.

This series of actions is just too fast. Gao Liquan has been observing the daily activities of the guards. He knew that three armed guards and a handyman would walk into the cell, and he had simulated the direction of each person's march and the angle of their standing countless times in his mind. When lying in bed at night, Gao Liquan rehearsed this series of movements countless times in his mind. When he was in the gym, the sandbag was his best mock. Of course, it is impossible for outsiders to see what is going on, they only think that Gao Liquan is a fool, and he vents his strength and energy on the unconscious sandbag.

As for the third guard, he remained in place, his right hand clutched tightly in the pistol holster on his belt, apparently stunned by this sudden upheaval.

"You'd better just stand there. If you dare to move, he will die! ”

Gao Liquan roared in a low voice, threatening the coward who had already scared his feet. He had observed that the young brown-haired guard was the most cowardly of all the armed guards. They change shifts every two weeks on average. Gao Liquan has been patiently waiting for this guy to be on duty. Compared to other guards with violent personalities, this guy is obviously easier to deal with.

The young guard's face was pale, his eyes swept over the corpses of his companions, and his face was full of fear. He shuddered and asked, "You, how can you do this?" You, what the hell do you want to do? ”

"I'm going up."

Gao Liquan calmly told the other party: "I want you to take me to the top floor." ”

The young brown law guard was taken aback, and his face became even paler: "You, you are going to escape from prison?" ”

"You'd better do what I say. Otherwise, you'll be in even bigger trouble than you are now. Moreover, many more will die because of it. ”

Gao Liquan warned him, and at the same time tightened the handyman's arm, the guy immediately shouted loudly in pain, but was strangled by Gao Liquan again, his eyes suddenly bulged, and he was almost suffocated to death.

"You, you can't go anywhere."

The young guards finally mustered up the courage to turn the situation around on their own. He stared at Gao Liquan, and his body suddenly flashed to the side, trying to attack from that direction. However, Gao Liquan also rotated in the direction of his movements, dragging the strangled handyman so that the guards were always in his sight.

"I said you weren't allowed to move! You're testing my patience, you damn idiot! ”

Gao Liquan roared, gritted his teeth, and directly plunged the sharp fork into the handyman's right eye. The prisoner let out a short scream, and his body went limp. This action was very cruel, a lot of blood and liquid splashed on Gao Liquan's body, he was unmoved, and still increased the strength of his hands. The fork stabbed deeper, and as his fingers rotated, it pierced the membrane in the prisoner's skull and inserted it into his brain, stirring everything to pieces.

Gao Liquan threw the prisoner who had turned into a corpse in his hand, and the young guard could only subconsciously reach out to catch it. When he let go of his arm, untied the holster, successfully pulled out his pistol, and wanted to raise his head to aim, Gao Liquan had already rolled over, grabbed his wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction. He was very skilled in this grappling action, and the guard's forearm bones suddenly made a crisp snapping sound. He screamed miserably, allowing Gao Liquan to snatch the pistol, but he swayed and fell. When he waited to raise his head, he saw the muzzle of the black hole pointed at his eyebrows.

"Don't move!"

The muzzle of the gun was firmly aimed at the guard's eyebrows, and Gao Liquan warned again: "This is the second time I have said the same thing to you. I hate those self-righteous guys. You also see that someone paid for it. I don't mind if you keep trying. Anyway, Lao Tzu has already killed more than one person. ”

This sentence made the young guard shudder. There were three corpses lying in front of me alone. There was also a prisoner who was beaten to death in a gym. This thing was made in the midst of armed guards? It is not difficult to shoot a person with a gun, but it is completely different to beat a person to death with a fist. The hapless guy had almost his entire head smashed and his neck shattered. If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe that this was done by an ordinary person.

After a brief stalemate, the timid young guards gave in.

"You, what do you want me to do?"

This is almost exactly what Gao Liquan predicted in advance. His heart, which was lifted high, slowly fell, and while exhaling a breath of turbidity, he said calmly: "Put down your weapons, all, all!" ”