Because of the peculiarity of the madhouse, the director needs to stay in the hospital all year round, and only occasionally have time off.

Therefore, the dean's room has a complete living room and related supporting facilities, and it is quite luxurious.

Today's daytime riot resulted in the death of a large number of prisoners, which made the dean Quesy Sharp feel a little upset, so he went to bed early.

At the same time, it is also to nourish the spirit and respond to the questions of shareholders tomorrow.

Who knows, someone will knock on his door in the middle of the night.

But Sharp wasn't too angry, as the yard of an insane asylum he had long been accustomed to.

Moreover, with the courage of his subordinates, if there is no important matter, they will never dare to come to him at this time.

So the dean got up from the bed, drank saliva and cleared his throat, and said in a voice full of majesty, "Wait a minute. ”

Then I started getting dressed.

Five minutes later, everything was ready, and he came out of his bedroom and sat down at his desk, putting on his gold-rimmed glasses.

He said to the door, "Please come in." ”

Outside the door, listening to his steady voice, Lu Wu showed a strange smile on his face.

Then he pushed the door and walked into the luxurious dean's room, and said nervously: "Oh no, dean!" A prisoner has escaped from prison! ”

In the panic, I didn't forget to close the door.

Falling on the table, pretending to write, suddenly raised his head: "What did you say!" ”

But when he saw the strangely dressed man in front of him, he suddenly frowned and said, "What's the matter with you, what are you wearing, your uniform?" ”

Lu Wu ignored him, thinking that the prisoners had all run away, and you were still struggling with what I was wearing, so he continued to repeat: "Dean, it's not good, the prisoners have run away!" ”

The dean, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, reacted, got up and slapped the table, and shouted, "What did you say? Which prisoner ran away? ”

Looking at Sharp, who looked nervous, Lu Wu spread his hands and said, "It's me." ”

"You..." The dean was speechless for a moment, then looked him up and down, making sure that there didn't seem to be this person among his subordinates, but he felt a little familiar, so he asked tentatively, "Are you?" ”

The big man pointed to the huge shotgun on the wall behind him and said with a smile, "The gun on your head is mine." ”

Sharp hurriedly stepped back, and the chair beneath him made a loud noise.

He stared at the man in front of him in disbelief and said uncertainly, "Graves? ”

"Exactly down there." Lu Wu stroked his chest and bowed.

Accepting this fact, the dean rolled his eyes, sat down slowly, and quietly pressed the button under the table.

At the same time, he pretended to be calm and said, "I remember that you are not dead?" ”

"yes, I'm dead." Lu Wu looked around at the furnishings of the dean's room, and suddenly said, "So I turned into a ghost and came to you!" ”

The dean shook a little, his white knuckles clutched the armrest of the chair, and forced a smile: "You are really joking." ”

Immediately after, in order to relieve the tension, he crossed his hands on the table and discussed: "Let's make a deal, I can let you take your gun." ”

"But you have to leave, now! Immediately! Right away! ”

Dahan rubbed his chin and pursed his lips to look at him: "Well, yes, this is like a high-ranking dean." ”

"But, I refuse!"

After that, he walked up to the dean, put one hand on his shoulder, pointed to the closed door with the other, and pretended to be scared, and said, "I don't dare to go out, there are guards with guns outside, what if you kill me." ”

Sharp couldn't help but retort, "Aren't you dead?" ”

"yes, I forgot." Lu Wu said with a hippie smile.

But soon, he thought of something again, and raised his hand angrily and slapped the dean: "Don't talk back to me." ”

The dean who covered his cheeks looked at the big man viciously, and didn't say anything, but his heart was already in turmoil, how could he know that I called the guard!

"How would I have known you called the guards, right?" Lu Wu explained: "People like you are most afraid of death. ”

"It's normal to have some strange buttons hidden under the desk."

Then he bent down to look, and when he got up, he slapped the dean again.

"It's really special!"

Dean Sharp held back his anger and gritted his teeth, "What the hell do you want!" ”

"Of course it's your life." Lu Wu let go of his shoulder, walked to the wine cabinet next to him, took out a bottle of wine that looked very precious, and filled it with a large sip.

As soon as they entered their mouths, they spit all on the expensive Persian carpet.

"What a broken wine, it's really hard to drink, bah blah."

The dean, whose cheeks kept twitching because of heartache, sneered: "What a hillbilly, this is a good tequila, people like you can't drink it in their lives!" ”

"Can't drink?" Lu Wu poured all the remaining half bottles of famous wine on the carpet, and then smashed the empty wine bottle directly on the dean's head.

"Then you don't even want to drink it!"

The bottle shattered, and the dean's head almost cracked, and bright red blood kept flowing down his forehead.

The dean who endured the pain closed his eyes as if he was resigned to his fate, leaned back, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, kill me quickly, or you will die." ”

Lu Wu ignored him, but continued to rummage in the wine cabinet, and after a while, took out a dark cigar and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This stuff is good."

"Alas, old thing, borrow a fire."

Seeing that the dean did not respond, he walked to his desk, cut off the ends of the cigar with a cigar tong, picked up a lighter with a delicate relief, first pretended to roast it, and finally lit the cigar.

He took two puffs and grinned, "Good Cuban cigars, I know." ”

The dean lying in the chair still refused to open his eyes, and shouted in a broken heart: "This is Dominica!" ”

"Whatever, a cigar-smoking man is good enough." Lu Wu said something that the dean didn't understand, and took his shotgun from the glass cover on the wall and held it in his arms.

"Oh, my darling, you're finally back."

Then he kissed on the huge drum and said excitedly: "Destiny is now in my hands!" ”

Smoke with a peculiar aroma came out of the lit cigar and obscured most of his face, making him look like the Grim Reaper had returned from hell.

"Old thing, don't play dead, let you watch a good show!"

Dean Sharp, who heard the deep voice, subconsciously opened his eyes, only to see a big man in a black trench coat, holding the giant shotgun called 'Destiny', striding to the door.

Is he crazy? It's just looking for death!

With the dean's surprised gaze, Lu Wu opened the door violently, and laughed at the dozens of guards outside who were loaded with guns, holding a cigar and laughing:

"I hope you're ready to die."