The game continues.

The competition is a preliminary round, but it is also a semi-final, and today, ten people will be eliminated, and the remaining ten people will be in the final tomorrow.

Therefore, today, Ye Yun won one game, and he can enter tomorrow's finals.

Today's game ended after almost three hours.

After returning to the cell in the second district, Ye Yun called Meisen, "Meissen, let me ask you, in addition to being able to meet people from the other three districts on the playing field, are there any other opportunities to meet or contact people from the other three districts?"

"Boss, what do you mean by this? Are you looking for people from other districts?" Meissen frowned slightly: "If you want to pass on the news, there are many ways, such as you can ask the prison guards for help, as long as you have money, as long as it is not a major violation, these prison guards will generally help." The so-called low-level criminals are actually the inmates who have just reached the SSS-level prison to be imprisoned, and these prisoners are relatively easy to control, and the prison guards will generally ask them to clean up some debris and garbage in this prison. How many of these people do I know, who does the boss need to turn to? or what message do you want to convey?"

Ye Yun shook his head, he came here to save people from prison, how dare he say this matter?

You have to see your dad and plan well in private.

"I mean, I'm going to meet the person I'm looking for in person and have enough time to talk to him. Ye Yun said.

Meissen was stunned, pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "There is a way to do this." ”

"What's the solution?" Ye Yun said hurriedly.

"Infirmary!" said Meissen, "In our prison, there is an infirmary that is used to treat the sick or injured prisoners of ours. Although it is normal for people to die here, as long as people do not die and can be saved, they usually send people to the infirmary for treatment. If you want to see someone from another district, you can get yourself injured and let that person get hurt too, and both of them will be sent to the infirmary, preferably to the point where you have to stay in the infirmary and be hospitalized. Otherwise, when you go for treatment, you will be accompanied by prison guards. Only by living inside, in a ward, can I have the opportunity to communicate privately with prisoners from other wards. ”

Ye Yun was overjoyed, this was a good way.

As long as I see my dad tomorrow and briefly talk to him in the ring, I can find an opportunity to enter the infirmary and start planning my escape.

"I see. Ye Yun nodded and said: "Meison, please ask you one more thing, you go and count, in our district, before being arrested, how many people are martial artists, how to cultivate, do a good job of statistics, give it to me." ”

"Uh...... President, what do you want these materials for? Even though they are martial artists, they don't have any internal strength in their bodies now after being beaten with Elixir Zero. Just like ordinary people. Meissen wondered.

"You just go and count it. Ye Yun said.

"Okay, tomorrow at the latest, I'll be able to count it and hand it over to you. Meissen nodded, and didn't ask any more.

At the same time, on the activity venue outside the playground in District 1.

A middle-aged man with a beard and messy gray and black hair chewing a piece of grass at the corner of his mouth, his head on his hands on his head, lying on the grass, squinting slightly at the blue sky in the sky.

Beside him, there are three people sitting and playing **.

There were also many people on the playground, but they didn't dare to approach these four people, and those who were far away had deep jealousy in their eyes.

"Boss, boss!" Basson and Michael trotted over.

"Yo, our big champion is back!" laughed a yellow-skinned man who was playing cards.

In your Huaxia words, this time Ba Song was not beaten by the other party, that is, the ancestor burned high incense. Michael chuckled.

"Go, go, go! This hasn't started to fight yet, how can you just let others grow up and destroy your own prestige?" Ba Song scolded angrily: "If there is a real fight tomorrow, it is really not sure who can win!"

"Who said that you weren't sure at all?"

"So didn't I come to learn from the boss?" said Ba Song, sitting directly next to the bearded middle-aged man, and began to beat the middle-aged man's legs.

"Boss, are you comfortable?" said Ba Song.

Shura nodded, but did not speak.

"No, what's the matter? Ba Song, in this prison, besides the boss, is there anyone else who is the opponent of you, a Muay Thai master?" Li Li, a slightly emaciated man who was also a Chinese man, laughed like Shura.

"Harry knows, right?" asked Michael.

"You know, what's wrong with the simple-minded fourth-district boss with well-developed limbs?"

"With one move, he was beaten by the new big brother of the second district, the black dragon! Ba Song is powerful, but he can't defeat Harry with one move, right?"

"Black Dragon?" Li Li was stunned, "When did there be such a master in the second district? Why was there no news before?"

"Not long after this black dragon came in, I heard that on the first day he came in, he beat Meissen and others, disbanded their forces, and recreated a force called the Black Dragon Society, and Meissen is now just a little brother of his. And ......" Michael said, looked at Shura, and said: "This black dragon is also a mercenary, and he is currently the third person in the mercenary alliance!

"What? mercenary too, Huaxia?" Li Li looked surprised.

At this time, Shura, who had been slightly closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, "It seems that in the past twenty years, the outside world has changed a lot." ”

"Boss, are you interested in going to see it tomorrow?" asked Ba Song.

Shura pondered for a moment, then sighed again, "Let's take a look tomorrow." Okay, you go and rest first, I'll be alone for a while. ”

Michael and the others nodded, glanced at each other, and slowly left.

After all of them left, Shura took out a photo from his pocket.

If Ye Yun was also here, he would be surprised to find that the photo in Shura's hand was exactly the same as the one given to him by Xiaoyao Hou in his hand.

"Brothers, are you okay?" Shura's eyes swelled with infinite memories, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated, and then he stretched out his dark and rough hand and gently stroked the face of the child in the photo, "Boy, you should be in your twenties now, right?"

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