Van Clees, the captain of the prison guard in the Special Security Zone of Bellev Prison, is usually responsible for guarding some superhuman criminals.

After work, I like to go to the bar to gamble and have a few drinks.

However, in recent times, I have been unlucky and have lost a lot of money, especially today, the gambling money I just borrowed from the gangsters went into other people's pockets before it was hot.

But this is all secondary, and what makes Chris even more concerned is that the man in the wide-brimmed cowboy hat sitting directly opposite not only wins his money, but also stares at him the whole time.

It made him feel hairy in his heart.

Chris, who has a vicious appearance but is actually weak, can only focus on the card table and try to avoid the eyes of men.

"Leicester, Leicester! Deal the cards! ”

"By the way, tell your boss that I will be given another 10,000 yuan on the account."

The black dealer looked embarrassed, Chris had borrowed a lot of money during this time, which was beyond his repayment, and it was very likely that he would not be able to recover it if he borrowed again.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chris suddenly became anxious, slapped the table and shouted, "Hurry up, boy, don't make me angry!" ”

No matter what his profession is, he has a police word, and he still has a little deterrent effect on ordinary gangsters.

Therefore, the dealer immediately planned to contact his boss.

As a result, Lu Wu stopped him and said, "Captain Chris, right?" I can lend you this money, but you'll have to do me a favor too. ”

Chris subconsciously hugged the female worker next to him with heavy makeup.

"Forget it, I don't like to go through the back door."

Lu Wu crossed his fingers and put them on the card table: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in that kind of thing." ”

"Besides, you're... Well... Not pretty enough. ”

"I want to go to Sweet Dreams Prison in a few days to meet a few friends, and I need your help to take me in."

Chris was a little surprised when he heard this, it was difficult to bring people out of prison, but he still had the right to go in and see prisoners.

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's as simple as that." Lu Wu replied indifferently, and then picked out 10,000 of the chips in front of him and threw it over.

Chris quickly reached out and gathered the scattered chips together, and his mouth was amazed, as if he had picked it up for nothing.

After a while, he suddenly looked up and said, "I want cash." ”

"Also, the ones I lost to you today will be returned to me, cash."

Lu Wu looked at his greedy appearance and smiled happily: "Of course you can." ”

"Then I promise you." Clark was so carried away by the money that he even forgot to ask Lu Wu who he wanted to see in prison, and he had no intention of returning the chips he had.

Lu Wu suddenly said at this time: "Turn back." ”

"What?" Clark didn't get it.

Suddenly, a Mexican man in sunglasses appeared behind him and tapped him the shoulder.

"Our boss wants to see you!"

"Whew!" Chris let out a painful sigh before turning around and saying in a drunken tone, "Hey, do you know who I am?" ”

Without saying a word, the Mexican put a crackling electric shocker against his neck.

Christon's eyes darkened, and then he was carried out by several gangsters.

Seeing this, Lu Wu pressed the brim of his hat and got up to follow them out of the bar.

The captain of the prison guard, who occasionally had two convulsions, was eventually carried into the back kitchen of a Mexican restaurant, where several armed gangsters had been waiting for a long time.

Lu Wu followed in with such a swagger, pretending to be familiar with the gangsters, and then walked to the corner and stood still.

After a few minutes, Chris was forced to sit in a chair and regained his senses completely.

Looking at the group of unkind-faced gangsters around him, he turned his brain desperately, trying to remember what trouble he had caused.

"Please, why did you bring me here?"

"I know your boss very well, and I am very good friends."

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he continued to say to himself: "That's right, I owe money, I understand." ”

"It's been a bad luck these days, you know, but it's not my fault, okay?"

Saying that Cao Cao Cao arrived, the gang boss that Chris said pushed the door and walked into the back kitchen.

Leather cap, black sunglasses, brown and yellow printed jacket, not tall, but very imposing.

"Brother, this time it's true, I'm not joking with you."

"If I hadn't stopped you, you'd probably be dismantled by now, just like the piece of meat hanging from your head."

Chris shivered as he looked up at the half-fan of pork that was shaking above his head.

Immediately afterwards, the gang boss changed his words: "But if you're lucky, there's a big man who wants to see you." ”

Chris wondered even more why so many people were looking for him today.

Soon, a bearded man in a black suit walked in, followed by a black brother.

The strong man in the suit took out a bundle of bills from the suitcase he was carrying with him and handed it to the gang boss.

Chris seemed to know him and beckoned, "Griggs, what are you?" ”

The strong man known as Griggs turned around and warned, "You'd better keep your mouth shut." ”

When the two were communicating, Lu Wu's eyes were fixed on the black little brother who came with the strong man.

To be precise, it is the golden AK in the hands of the younger brother.

Perhaps because of racial traits, blacks have always liked this pompous and vulgar style of decoration, and although the performance of their guns has not improved in the slightest, or even decreased, they still enjoy it.

But then again, who doesn't like these golden cuties.

Lu Wu is naturally not exempt from vulgarity: "Hey, friend, the gun is good, it's beautiful." ”

Faced with the stranger's appreciation, the black brother felt that he had found a soulmate, and his mouth grinned, revealing two rows of white flowers.

"You're great too, cowboy brother."

After a wave of commercial blowing, the two days suddenly became acquainted, and Lu Wu took the opportunity to propose: "I also have a certain amount of research on firearms, so it is better for me to see if there are any other places that can be modified." ”

The black brother did not hesitate to hand the gun to Lu Wu and asked him to help take a good look.

In front of everyone's eyes, the little brother was not worried that his treasure would be snatched away, even if it was really snatched away, Lu Wu would not be able to get out of this door.

Just as Lu Wu was checking whether the firearm was pure gold or gold-plated, another person came in the small back kitchen.

The man was thin and not particularly tall, but he gave people a strange sense of oppression, his face was as white as paint, his bright green hair was meticulously combed back in the light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly blurred because of frequent licking.

A golden-green suit that a normal person would never wear looks very suitable for him.

The dark purple shirt was unbuttoned, and the bare and emaciated body was covered in tattoos and scars.

The combination of various eye-catching colors makes his whole person very eye-catching, and at the same time conveys a sense of madness to the surroundings.

And he is now the uncrowned king of the dark world of Gotham, and even Batman can't take the underground emperor ———— clown he can't do.

"Can you let me go? What the hell is going on? ”

'That's! ’

Before Chris could figure out the situation, urging the gang to let him go, the Joker was already approaching from behind and put his hands on his shoulders.

"Bala Bala Bala, Bala Balaba." The Joker learns Chris's tone, mimicking his chatter, and finally says, "Talking so much will kill you, little one." ”

With that, he slapped Chris on the shoulder, then turned to him and purred like a kitten.

Then, raise an arm and place it in front of the guard.

Chris looked at the cold-faced gangsters around him, and with a flash of inspiration, he lowered his head and kissed the clown's finger.

It's like a vassal meeting his own king.

"I can feel that you're kissing seriously." The clown suddenly smiled like a flower and straddled the prison guard's lap: "You will be my friend." ”

Chris began to feel a little scared, even if he didn't know that the famous clown sitting in front of him could see that there might be something wrong with this man's spirit.

"Yes, that's right, we're friends."

"Since we're friends, do me a favor." The clown's smile became more and more exaggerated, and the corners of his mouth were almost at the base of his ears.

"Sweet Dream Prison, help me deliver something in."

"To my favorite... Harry-Quinn, tell her I'll get her out. ”

"By the way, by the way, I will always love her."

Chris grimaced: "This... I..."

It's okay to bring people in, he doesn't see anything big going on, and it's impossible to bring something into the prison, in case it's a bomb that he brings in.

Not to mention whether it will be held accountable, there is a high probability that this hard-won job may be lost because of this.

"Looks like you don't want to be friends with me." The clown stood up with a look of regret and picked up a blood-stained boning knife from the table next to him.

Probably because he didn't like the knife being a little dirty, he only pinched the handle with two fingers.

Then dangling between Chris's legs, there are signs of getting out of his hands at any moment.

Chris shrank back desperately, trembling and saying, "Don't! I promise, I promise you! ”

The clown immediately threw aside the heavy boning knife, sat back on the guard's lap, and stroked his face: "This is a good boy." ”

Griggs, the bearded man, stepped forward at the right time and handed Chris a small purple phone.

Chris breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a dangerous item like a bomb.

"Excuse me, can I please let me go?"

"Of course, anytime!" The clown twitched the muscles on his face and put on a smile that ordinary people couldn't pose.

"But you—" Chris looked at the clown who was still sitting on top of him, and stopped talking.

The clown immediately got up from him: "I'm sorry, I forgot. ”

Chris trembled and got up from his chair and slowly retreated under the watchful eyes of a group of vicious gangsters.

He was really afraid that someone would suddenly go off and give him a shot.

The next second, as he wished, a huge gunshot rang out in the back kitchen.

Chris, who was already a frightened bird, was so frightened that he tripped on his left foot and fell directly to the ground.

Ignoring the sharp pain in his back, he immediately examined his body to see if there were any wounds or bleeding.

At this time, a voice came from the side: "I'm really sorry, the gun went off." ”

"Didn't hit you, Mr. Prison Guard?"

Chris turned his head and saw Lu Wu smiling and reaching out, trying to pull him up from the ground.

Next to him, a resentful black brother was clinging to his golden AK.

A small accident attracted the attention of everyone present, and people realized that there was an extra stranger in the back kitchen.

The clown tilted his head and looked at Lu Wu with a puzzled face, as if thinking about his identity.

The gang boss pulled out a pistol and pointed it at him: "Who are you, who let you in?" ”

When the rest of the younger brothers saw the boss pulling out their guns, they also pointed their guns at Lu Wu.

Lu Wu immediately raised his hands and gave a standard French military salute: "Don't shoot, it's me." ”

"Damn it!" The gang boss yelled and cursed, and immediately planned to pull the trigger.

But the clown next to him stopped him and asked, "Come to me?" ”

Lu Wu smiled and nodded: "If I don't look for you, why am I here in this place." ”

"Joker, I can help you rescue Harry Quinn, as long as the price is right."

The clown instantly felt disappointed: "Boring, I can do this by myself, why should I look for you?" ”

Lu Wu replied, "Why don't we have a gamble." ”

When the clown heard this, he became interested, and immediately sat down in the chair, folded his hands on the back of the chair, and rested his chin on his arm: "What to bet, to bet on your life?" I like it! ”

Lu Wu shook his head: "No, let's bet on which foot this prison guard will take first when he goes out." ”

"If I win, you have to not only hire me, but also pay me double."

"And what if you lose?" The clown asked impatiently.

"I'll still help you rescue Harry Quinn, whether it succeeds or not, I'll leave it to you afterwards."

The clown pondered for a moment, shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no, this gamble is not interesting." ”

"Wouldn't it be more interesting if I killed you directly?"

As if anticipating that he would refuse, Lu Wu did not show the slightest surprise: "Then it's better for us to change the way we play." ”

"Aren't you trying to save Harry Quinn? Then I'll kill her. ”

"Let's see who is faster, and if you lose, you'll have to pay me the same."

"Double!"

If he were a normal person, he would never agree to such a gamble, but the clown is not a normal person.

He did love Harry Quinn dearly, but he also loved to play more.

At the same time, he has the confidence that he will save Quinn first and win the game.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Ten million, if you win, I'll give you ten million!"

As soon as Chris heard them take the focus of the discussion away from his feet, his tense body finally relaxed.

He was afraid that each of them would give him a shot and make him crawl out.

No one paid attention to the complicated psychological activities of the prison guards, and the clown focused entirely on Lu Wu.

"But before I bet, I'll have to collect some interest from you."

"Not everyone is qualified to play games with me."

Hearing this, the strong man Griggs took out a pistol from his arms and slowly walked towards Lu Wu.

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Yesterday's arrears chapter, when I rest, I will start to add more