There is one place where there is no difference in planes, and that is the prison. Here represents the opposite of light, greatness, justice, and harmony; There is the final interpretation of darkness, meanness, betrayal, and violence.

Rehabilitation, rehabilitation, and rehabilitation are common slogans in all prisons, but the death penalty is the same as the beating board, which is to make people fearful, and this method is actually a common method used by some felons.

"23 bins, 7 upper bunks."

The prison guard closed the iron door, and with a bang, a musty smell came to his face.

"Boy, what's wrong?"

The figure of the prison guard disappeared into the corridor, and a lewd little man approached Chu Ming and asked, he was very close, so he could see his mouth full of rotten teeth and the stench that erupted between his teeth.

"Stay away from me." Chu Ming said.

"Boy, it's quite arrogant, hehe, everyone here is arrogant, but soon you will know that this is not a place where you can be arrogant."

The little man circled around Chu Ming, looking Chu Ming up and down.

"I said, stay away from me." Chu Ming frowned and repeated.

"Boy, itchy, don't you clean up? This is not a temple confession, the only way you can choose is to die, hehe......" The little man's laughter was as shrill as an owl. His words struck a chord, and many malicious glances were cast on.

"Bed bugs, stay away from him."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from inside the cell. The sound brought the little man's laughter to an abrupt halt, and at the same time, the unkind gaze disappeared.

"He can't die, not now."

At the innermost part of the prison room, a middle-aged man sat near the air window, the only sunlight shining through the air window on his gloomy face, but there was no expression.

"Boss. You mean to live? The bugbug stumbled over and asked, sycophantly.

"Yes, that's what Woolero told me."

"Vuero?! Captain of the law enforcement team?! Top dog. You've got a lot to offer. The bug had a look of reverence on his face.

"Woollo, that's just one of the reasons." The middle-aged man shook his head disdainfully: "His hands are not so long." Here are the rules here. ”

"Boss, you mean—"

"That's what it means" The middle-aged man nodded: "Someone pays money, and uses money to do things, this is the rule." ”

"Boss, I see, the brothers will have fun now." The bug laughed again, his eyes agitated.

"Rules?"

Chu Ming's brows furrowed tightly. He didn't like the word. habitually touched his pocket, only to find that the cigarette had been taken away, so he had to regretfully grind his fingers. It seems that today is not a good day to talk about the world, and it is about to break the fortune and see blood.

"If I were you. That's not going to happen. ”

There was a discordant murmur in the cell. The figure came from a certain upper bunk, and the person who spoke did not get up, so his face could not be seen. This sentence is a provocation to the authority of the boss.

"Scar, what do you want to say? Don't get in the way of your brothers' fortunes. ”

The middle-aged man's face by the window became more and more gloomy, and he knew who was speaking. Although he was a little jealous of that person, his core interests were involved, and he could not compromise.

"Don't put on your dead face, that's just a scare of the bugs." The murmur didn't feel the boss's anger at all, and he provoked again without interest.

"Scars. Don't take my tolerance for weakness, what do you want to say? Let's draw a line, let's settle this matter together today. ”

The middle-aged man stood up, blocking the sunlight from the window. The prison warehouse grew colder and colder, like the feeling in the sewers of the city.

The man on the top bunk sat up, a fair-faced young man who smiled, revealing a mouthful of whiter teeth. He's the scar.

"Wait a minute, let me say a few words to my new friend."

Scar's smile is sunny, pale and sunny. These two contradictory perceptions are the first impression of a scar.

"Is there any smoke?" Chu Ming smiled and asked with his fingers crushed.

"Yes, it's very shabby." Scar threw over a cigarette.

"Is there a fire?" Chu Ming continued to ask.

"Yes." A box of matches was thrown over.

"Thank you." Chu Ming exhaled a puff of smoke.

"No thanks."

Scar jumped out of bed and was agile. He walked up to Chu Ming and looked up and down, just like the bedbug had done before.

"I smell blood." Scar sniffled, "And it's fresh." ”

"Isn't it all like that?" Chu Ming asked rhetorically.

"No, it's not." Scar shook his head, he pointed behind him and said, "The boss here, the street fighter of 14th Street in the West District, has five lives on his hands, from 7 to 60 years old, just the same family. The worst of all is the bed bug, a thief in the East Side, who killed the owner of a women's bag while snatching it. ”

"They're all fucking bastards." Chu Ming said, not caring at all what the consequences of this sentence would cause.

"I agree with you!" Scar raised his hand and made a very excited look: "Most of the people here are bastards who deserve to be hanged, and they are all murderers. So, what about you? ”

"I'm eating a bully meal, and I can't afford to be hanged." Chu Ming shrugged.

"Oh, what a pity." Scar also shrugged: "Here, the one who has killed people is a great person, and the more you kill, the more amazing it is." ”

"How amazing are you?" Chu Ming asked rhetorically.

"I said I was killed by a thousand, but they didn't believe me." Scar smiled.

"I believe it." Chu Ming also smiled.

"I believe it too." Scar Ha Da Lu laughed.

The two of them talked and laughed as if no one was around. This made the rest of the prison very unhappy, especially the boss here, who thought he couldn't bear it anymore and that Scar had stepped on his bottom line.

Feeling the anger of the boss, Scar asked again: "What strength do you have?" ”

"I don't know how to go, I just came." Chu Ming was eliminated without even participating in the test, so he couldn't figure out the strength standard of this worldly realm.

"Remember, you owe me a favor."

Scar turned around after saying that. The moment he turned back, his speed suddenly increased, as if he had transformed into a tanuki, jumping through this small prison barn.

"Agile. Synchronize the stream, sniping the pro. ”

In an instant, everyone's was knocked down. And Chu Ming also saw part of the scar's strength and skills.

Scar went the Assassin route, pursuing speed and precision. And there is a deep study of the human body. Although none of the people he knocked down were dead, there were no visible scars on the surface. However, the scars are very vicious, and if these people are not treated in time, they can easily cause permanent disabilities.

But no one here will give them treatment, and Chu Ming will not stop Scar's behavior. When Scar stood in front of Chu Ming again, Chu Ming slowly spit out two words.

"The Templar."

"Azure." Scar corrected, "Only above the lava sanctuary can be called a templar, and we are all blue. ”

"Are there a lot of them?" Chu Ming asked. He knew nothing about the realm above the Templar.

"A lot, if you don't have the luck against the sky, it's like this for a lifetime." Scar said. There was a certain unwillingness in the tone.

The temple provides a way for the Templar to advance to the Templar, but not everyone has access to the temple bounty. Most of those channels are controlled by major forces, so that many people with dreams can only end up depressed.

"What's the difference between azure and lava?"

Chu Ming asked another question, and he felt that he would not get an answer to this question. However, Scar actually answered.

"Equipment." Scar said in the affirmative. This shows that this question is not his speculation, but common sense:

"Blue upward, you need not only personal strength and realm, but also the support of weapons and equipment. So there is a saying that the road up the Templar is paved with money. ”

"The last question is, what do you call a scar?"

"Here." Scar lifts the long hair that covers his forehead.

"Harry Potter-esque scars." Chu Ming said.

"Who is Harry Potter?"

"Now it's your turn to ask. Is it Harry Potter from the beginning? ”

"Oh, I don't care who Harry Potter is, I only care who you are?"

"Sinbad the Sailor."

"Oh, no sincerity. Well, that's the convention too. Sailor, where are you from? ”

"Actually, I'm a local, can you believe it?"

"I believe it, and then what?"

“……”

A guy who eats overlord's meal is locked up in the heavy prison cell, and Wu Ero, the captain of the Liuzhou Law Enforcement Team, completes the transaction with the Mangshen family. Even if Woolero knew what was going on here, he wouldn't care. A deal is a deal, and the hatred between him and Chu Ming depends on the input of the Mangshen family.

In fact, Chu Ming's situation has not changed much, he can't participate in the test, and according to the current situation, this fact can't be changed, because he can't get out at all. He could only stay in prison honestly and wait for Add to finish the test before he could easily clean him up. According to the energy of the Mangshen family, this result is almost certain.

"The temple doesn't have just one family of reckless gods."

After listening to Chu Ming's brief introduction, Scar put forward his own opinion:

"Although the Mangshen family can almost cover the sky with one hand here, for a higher level of power, they are also small thieves."

"You mean I want to find a bigger backer?" Chu Ming glanced at the scar, and didn't know what the sentence of the scar actually meant. Maybe there is a backer behind the scar.

"It's not that easy." Scar saw Chu Ming's guess, shook his head and denied it: "If you are a candidate for the artifact and the artifact, then you may still be noticed by those people. It's a pity that you actually gave up, so now, like me, you are insignificant blue. ”

"I don't want to listen to discouragement, just say it."

"Let's put it bluntly – even though we're just blue, there are people who need us. In addition to thugs and slaves, a noble son also needs scholars and maids. ”

"Then are you a scholar or a maid?"

"No, I'm a little guy next to the scholar and the maid, specializing in dealing with the little things that the scholar and the maid don't want to do."

"Hearing you say that, I feel like I see a promising career."

"Hehe, it's humorous, but if you see bitter coffee, it's better not to say that."

"What is bitter coffee?"

"A fruit is also a person."

Scar said as he walked to the door of the prison barn. In the dark hallway, a few whistles sounded. Later, several more whistles came from nearby. After a while, Scar walked back.

"Are you really from the Forsaken Lands?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Bitter is very interesting to you, so. Will you be given an assignment that you accept? ”

"So fast?" Chu Ming was slightly surprised.

"The customer is God." Scar said complainingly, like an insurance salesman who has been tortured countless times by customers.

"What's the pay?"

"800 points."

"More or less?"

"A lot." Scar's grievances turned out to be here.

"Okay, I accept. When does it start? ”

"Now."

As Scar spoke, the door to the cell opened, and a guard stood in the doorway, but his eyes looked like he was blind. Dazed at the not-so-good-looking ceiling.

"The last piece of advice." Scar lowered his voice: "According to the rules, you can't come back alive if you don't complete the task." ”

"It's not advice."

"Yes!" Scar nodded affirmatively, "I mean—come back alive." ”

"You're a good guy."

Chu Ming patted Scar's shoulder, this white-faced guy is actually very individual, and he is very righteous. The last sentence should not have been said. But Scar still said that this was actually a violation of some kind of rule here.

The deep hallway was empty, and he walked down the hallway, not seeing a single person, until the small door at the end of the hallway appeared in front of him.

"You're a sailor."

A voice suddenly appeared in Chu Ming's ears. It was close to Chu Ming's ear. You can also feel the breath when you speak.

"I am, your last name?" Chu Ming froze and didn't look back.

"White Night Flowers."

"White Night Flowers." Chu Ming repeated, and then said solemnly: "Please don't stand so close, okay." ”

"Oh no, we're partners."

"It's fine. Not a couple. Chu Ming patted his chest happily and reiterated again: "Please don't stand so close, partner." ”

"Yes, but tell me first, how did you find me?"

"The instep is exposed." Chu Ming said.

In fact, this is an excuse, Chu Ming has already seen Bai Yehua, and his special vision system has already seen this person in a black burqa. Bai Yehua's burqa is strange and can be mimicked with the environment at any time, if it weren't for Chu Ming, most people would see Bai Yehua as a shadow.

"Instep?!"

Bai Yehua took off the hood of her burqa and looked at her instep, slightly annoyed. At the same time, Chu Ming was also looking at his partner, and he felt strange that he couldn't distinguish the gender of Bai Yehua.

"If it's that kind of stupid question, just shut up."

Bai Yehua is an unpredictable prophet, and his voice is also neither male nor female, soft, but the words are correct and round.

"Well, what's the mission?" The gender of the White Night Flower was not Chu Ming's real concern.

"Shattered Galaxy, I'm going to catch a Barbie Bunny." Bai Yehua snorted and said playfully: "It's Barbie Rabbit, a rodent mammal with no other meaning, this cute little guy is the favorite of some big ladies." Many people died for this. ”

As Bai Yehua spoke, she pushed open the small door in front of her, and Chu Ming walked out of the prison generously. This stunned situation made Chu Ming also feel a false trance.

"I've got a substitute outside." Chu Ming remembered the iron sheet.

"Go ahead, just be there on time for the meeting point."

"Is that all? Those people aren't worried that I'm running away? ”

"If you have a swarm of ants, do you care if they run away one or two? However, I advise you not to do this, people are used to slapping ants to death when they are scurrying. ”

"What if the people of the Mangshen clan trouble me?"

"It depends on the owner to beat the dog, and during the mission, they will never trouble you, because you are now a dog with an owner, a temporary dog."

"See you soon, temporary dog."

Chu Ming said goodbye to Bai Yehua, and then walked towards a free floating car. Looking at Chu Ming's back, Bai Yehua pulled up her hood and let herself disappear in the shadows again