Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Since Monaghan Prison was established a hundred years ago, the infirmary has never been as busy as it has been in the past month, with prisoners coming and going in an endless stream. The simple infirmary is a prison surrounded by walls on all sides.

Therefore, when Wilder got off work, he just had to lock the medical room and Luke could not escape.

However, there are layers of electric fences outside Monaghan Prison, and the prisoners inside cannot escape even if they want to.

In the middle of the night, Luke lay on the narrow iron bed with half of his leg stretched out on a chair outside. He lay there unable to fall asleep for a long time because of the pain from his wound. In his mind, he was still thinking about getting the whip to see what was inside, and by the way, teaching this ignorant woman a lesson.

"Click, click, suck"

Suddenly, there was a slight noise outside the door of the medical room. Luke's ears moved, and his first reaction was that Wilder had returned. Then, he realized that something was wrong. This was not the sound of a key unlocking the door, but some unconventional means of unlocking the door.

Luke immediately became alert, slowed his breathing, and tried his best not to reveal any flaws, but his hands silently groped for an iron rod.

As long as someone comes over, he can fight back immediately.

The next second, something cold pressed against his neck, and a black shadow stood silently on the side. Luke immediately let go of the iron bar, raised his hands and asked, "Who are you?"

"Tell me if you have any requests."

"I'll try my best to satisfy you."

Luke spoke cautiously, because the skin on his neck could clearly sense that there was a sharp blade against him. If he moved even slightly, he would most likely be covered in blood in the next second.

The man was agile and his concealment skills were mysterious. After the other party had put the weapon to his carotid artery, Luke realized that the man had opened the door and came in, but he was still unaware.

This kind of skill is just like a human-shaped killing weapon that has been tempered in every possible way. Only a professional killer can be like this. I wonder how much training he must have received to be able to do this.

Trained, special forces, military?

Thinking of this, Luke suddenly had a guess in his mind: "Dis? Is it you?!"

In the silent darkness, Luke confirmed: "Dis."

Luke had the rope ladder of the mine cut off and replaced the prisoners who went down to work with his own people in order to teach Disi a lesson. He didn't know what happened afterwards and just thought that Disi was here to take revenge on him.

"What do you want to do?"

"You hurt my men, I'm just teaching you a lesson, from now on we will keep our distance and we are even now."

"Obviously, with your skills, you certainly didn't suffer any loss, so why are you so stingy?"

Luke kept talking but got no response, and he became more and more annoyed. His spirit was gradually breaking down, and he realized that he was being interrogated.

"If you have any requests, you can ask for them. If you want to kill me, please do it immediately!"

What's the matter with hanging?

Finally, an indistinguishable deep voice rang out in the air: "Don't set your sights on her."

Luke was confused and asked irritably: "Who is he?!"

The next second, the skin on the side of his neck was cut open. Luke took a breath and heard the man say, "This is a warning. I don't mind if you end up like that warden."

Luke had heard about the former East District warden whose neck was broken, but he was still in court at the time and had only heard about it.

He took a deep breath: "Who are you talking about?"

"Anlin."

"Just to remind you, next time I come, you won't have another chance to speak."

"Anlin." Luke repeated, then paused, "Anlin, that woman?!"

The sharp blade cut deeper, and Luke shouted, "Okay, okay, okay!"

The loss of blood brought his consciousness to an abyss. Luke tried hard to cheer himself up: "I promised, can you go now?"

However, no one answered him.

Luke touched his neck and felt only a wet and hot sensation. The feeling of the blade pressing against him was still there, but it was an illusion. He didn't know when Disi had left.

How did you do it?

All prisoners in Monaghan Prison wear anklets and wristbands with positioning systems. If they are damaged or the positioning is incorrect, an alarm will be triggered immediately, requiring prison guards to eliminate it.

Luke immediately thought of Anlin.

Was An Lin planted by Disi’s forces outside?

Isn't it said that the various forces restrain each other and it is difficult to insert forces? How did An Lin get in?

Luke didn't have time to think about it and stopped the bleeding in the dark.

The whip that Hua Xia used in the mine brought great shock to the prisoners in the East District of Monagan. When she appeared again in a smart overalls with a small whip on her waist, everyone no longer thought it was something interesting, but the scythe of the god of death that took away living people.

A living devil has come to Monaghan Prison.

"New rules for the East District." A new notice was posted outside the prison cafeteria. The prisoners gathered at the front door and read the words on it aloud. "First, the decibel level in the cafeteria must not exceed 35. Violators will clean the entire prison area. Second..."

"The series of labor activities in the mining area and other areas cannot be replaced by others. Violators will be rewarded with a whip from the beautiful East District Warden."

“Thirdly, no violence is allowed within the East District’s jurisdiction and offenders will be given two caning penalties.”

"..."

"Fifty-first, to be added."

Below all the rules and regulations, there was a line of large, prominent characters that read: 'The final right of interpretation of the above regulations belongs to An Lin alone. If you are dissatisfied, I will fight you until you agree.'

"......"

"Beat him until he surrenders..." Someone subconsciously lowered his voice and whispered, "This... is very Anlin..."

The Eastern District Prison implemented new rules. As the most powerful warden in Monaghan, Richie was the first to express his dissatisfaction. Who told Anlin that she had this power? !

who is it? !

Last time, Wilder was asked to submit a salary increase application, but this time it was even worse. What was he trying to do?!

"I don't agree!"

A bearded man walked out from behind the crowd, walking like a crab clearing a path, pushing Richie aside and glancing in Hua Xia's direction with contempt.

"Who?"

"I!"

"Wilder."

Wilder stood far away and waved: "Ready."

Hua Xia swung the whip in her hand. The sturdy man walked closer, and a second later, he fell down without a word.

Everyone: "......"

Go ahead and smoke, and they will all remain silent.

Wilder waved his hand, his movements strangely skilled: "Carry him!"

Hua Xia raised her eyes slightly, her gaze swept across the crowd, but only stopped at one person. Richie swallowed, dodged his gaze, walked to the posted new rules for the East District, and pointed at them seriously: "Not bad, not bad, this one is well written, this one is also well written, um, um, um, the whole Monagan should implement such a policy!"

"Anlin, Anlin, you are so talented. This warden will definitely support you strongly."

"......"