Chapter 1243: Who is Song Zhuang
A few people were chatting, and suddenly a prison guard walked up to the prison room and opened the door, "You guys, you can go out!"
The prison guard spoke.
"Get out? Where to go?"
Murphy said, "It's not time to let the wind out! What are you going out there to do now?"
Murphy has already given the inertia of the prison, and he unconsciously follows the rules of survival in prison when he speaks.
"Idiot, I mean you can get out!" The prison guard said, "There are people up there to protect you, you don't have to dominate the prison."
Lao K, Murphy and the others walked out of the prison with a confused face, and saw the rats waiting outside, Cui Lin and others??.
Everyone was a little confused and didn't know what was going on.
Arriving at the prison gate, an armored bulletproof car was parked in the open space at the prison gate, and a group of heavily armed prison soldiers were waiting in place.
"Get in the car!"
The leading soldier scolded.
"Is this going to be shot?" The mouse panicked, and his expression was very ugly.
"Shoot Mao, let's go, you guys are really lucky."
The soldier shouted, loaded the group into the car, and pulled it out of Alcatraz.
The 30-kilometer-long cross-sea highway slowly recedes, and the vehicle re-enters Night City.
The city has its own weather system that can be switched at any time.
In the blink of an eye, the armored personnel carrier drove from the snowy world to the world of flowers and came to a sunny beach.
"It's time to get there!"
The soldiers threw them on the beach, then turned around and drove away.
Everyone froze in place, feeling the pleasure of the rich world's adoption.
The first thing that catches your eye here is a stretch of turquoise water and endless sandy beaches!
The sand here is delicate and soft, white as snow, which contrasts with the azure waters!
The sun shines on the sea
, sparkling and beautiful.
Not far away, a huge palace hotel.
Nestled on the border between the beach and the city, this palace hotel is surrounded by a bustling business district and a tranquil park.
Its exterior is a magnificent classical building, with towering minarets and intricate carvings reminiscent of the glorious times of the past.
"Let's go, and if you come here, you will be safe."
Lao K was very calm and took the lead in walking out of the hotel.
It's a big deal, it's nothing, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.
As soon as you enter the hotel lobby, you will be greeted by a golden scene.
Huge crystal chandeliers hang from the high ceilings, emitting a soft glow.
The walls are covered with famous paintings and precious antiques, each one exuding the breath of history.
The marble floor is covered with an ornate carpet that is soft and comfortable to step on.
In the center of the lobby is a huge fountain from which water splashes out, creating a beautiful curtain of water.
The fountain is surrounded by delicate flowers and greenery, giving it a refreshing feel.
On one side of the lobby is a spacious lounge area with comfortable sofas and coffee tables for guests to rest and mingle.
"Good boy!" Murphy and the others exclaimed.
In that cramped underground world, when did you witness such a luxurious life?
Compared with the magnificence in front of me, the place where I lived before had almost no meaning in life.
"Hello."
A familiar voice came from behind him.
Cui Lin looked back, but saw Song Ziyu, who had changed his clothes, standing in front of him.
At this time, Song Ziyu was wearing a handsome suit, her hair was combed into an adult, and a delicate white corsage was pinned to her collar, adding a touch of pretending demeanor.
"Song Zombie...... You ......."
Cui Lin was stunned, as if it was fundamental
I don't know the man in front of me,
"What's the problem?"
Song Ziyu smiled faintly.
"Tie, he actually wore a tie!"
Murphy thought it was incredible.
Song Ziyu's suit is paired with a black tie, and the pattern on the tie is delicate and exquisite, adding a touch of gorgeousness to the whole look.
The knots of this tie are neatly and powerful, showing a professional level.
Everyone looked at Song Ziyu as if they were looking at a stranger, and they felt incredible.
"Song Zhuang, why are you here?"
Old K asked.
Song Ziyu laughed when he heard this, "You asked this question very well, but you didn't ask it right."
"What do you mean?"
Old K was dumbfounded.
Song Ziyu said, "You should ask why you are here, not why I am here."
The old K man was not stupid at all, and immediately understood, "Do you say...... You've succeeded?"
"It's not a complete success, but it's pretty much it." Song Ziyu said, "To be precise, I caught the line."
Immediately, Song Ziyu told the deal between himself and Ingram.
After listening to Song Ziyu's words, Lao K's eyes lit up, "Song Zhuang, are you sure?"
"Of course!"
Song Ziyu said, "The matter has come to this point, whether you are sure or not, of course, I still have a B plan."
"What Plan B?"
Old K asked.
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Ziyu slowly spoke, "If we can't do it in the end, we can't beat it, just don't follow the rules."
"Courage! I'm getting more and more fond of you."
Murphy said, licking a black face.
"Fuck off, I'm not interested in men."
Song Ziyu pushed Lao Hei away, and then said, "I have already opened the room, although everyone is out of prison now, they are still under the company's monitoring, so you still have to pay attention to what you say and do."
Everyone nodded, thinking that it was better than living in prison.
"The expenses here are reimbursed by the company, so you don't have to worry, just work hard. Plus, it's free of prison distractions, so you can go offline and go back to the real world to rest."
After Song Ziyu finished explaining, he left, leaving Lao K and others.
Everyone was shocked!
"How would he know we couldn't get off the line in prison?"
The mouse exclaimed.
"Who the hell is he?" Murphy said, "This person is definitely not the same person as Song Zhuang himself."
"The contrast is really too great......
Old K pondered what the prophet had told him, and fell into a daze.
The prophet said that there are two souls living in Song Zhuang's body, and when that soul is completely awakened, perhaps the savior will really come.
"Could this man be mentally ill? I've heard people say that people with split personalities always have unexpected behaviors!"
"I think it's possible!"
"Split personality, it's scary to think about."
……
Everyone was talking, and the words were gradually outrageous, only Cui Lin looked at Song Ziyu's distant back thoughtfully.
There is no doubt that this Song Zhuang has too much déjà vu with the person he knows.
Song Zhuang, who is it?