jailbreak

On the afternoon of the fourth day, the shadow of the prison could already be vaguely seen, but the road was even more uneven.

As for Ye Wenqi and the others, they met several waves of people. Thanks to them, they thought that Ye Wenqi and the others were also people who had received an assignment to work in the prison.

Ye Wenqi didn't understand what was going on, but the warden knew it very well.

The warden knew a lot about Master Jiu's methods. He had also dealt with mercenary killers. Occasionally someone came to test the news, and the warden could handle it.

They were much safer mixed in with this group of people.

The warden is not worried about the wolves and the others. Even if it is the end of the world, the wolves will definitely be the last ones to live.

The warden's default successor explained Liang Zimin.

Liang Zimin is not a good person. It can even be said that he can see clearly than anyone else, but he is also cruel and ruthless.

But such a man happens to be a good warden.

Just right for a prison in danger.

The most important point is that Liang Zimin has concerns. For that person, he will not let the prison really be destroyed. You, why wait for the song of departure.” The warden lay beside Ye Wenqi’s ear and sang softly, without too many skills, just chanting shallowly, “I didn’t do what should be done, but what could be done I have made all my mistakes, my own crimes, and there is no redemption for a hundred deaths. The road ahead is vague, and it seems to be similar. What kind of practice do you come to help, what cause and effect are you talking about, you are lucky, it is not too late, you are fighting dogs, coveting your heart and fire, you are practicing ghosts, how can you be a Bodhidharma." He heard Xiao Sheng sing, and Xiao Sheng told him It was Cang Shengshu who sang to the wolf, "It seems that chaos was born yesterday, but in a blink of an eye, thousands of sails disappeared. Where did it come and go, where is it in line with God's will? Where is the virtuous and foolish, and where is the theory of evil. The ghosts, the wild cranes in the clouds, the spectators in the fence."

The warden liked the lyrics very much, so he only listened to it once and remembered it.

He didn't know how Cang Shengshu sang, he only knew that Xiao Sheng's slightly tired eyes when he sang this song, he didn't know what was going on at that time, and Xiao Sheng didn't tell him why Cang Shengshu sang this Why is the song specially sung for wolves? Now, when it comes to the attitude of wolves towards Ye Wenqi, and the actions of Lord Jiu, and even the things about wolves before, the warden has guessed eighty-nine points.

I'm afraid Xiao Sheng didn't tell Master Jiu the real truth, Gao Ming's lies should be half false and eight parts true.

Otherwise, Master Jiu would not believe it.

Thinking of the expression on Master Jiu's face when he knew the truth, the warden would feel much happier.

Ye Wenqi had never heard this song before, this was the first time he heard it, but he couldn't help being touched.

I don't know if it's the warden's voice or what the song describes.

"Let me down." The warden said suddenly.

Ye Wenqi froze for a moment, stopped in his tracks, and let go of his hands. After feeling the warden getting off his back, he turned to look at the warden, and asked with his mouth, "What's wrong?"

The warden took Ye Wenqi a few steps aside, stretched out his finger and gently stroked Ye Wenqi's Adam's apple.

Ye Wenqi's body froze, his throat was the vital part of his body, he almost hit the warden with a backhand.

"Put the bag down." The warden said again.

Ye Wenqi frowned, the warden's fingers were cold, with a bit of chill, Ye Wenqi put the backpack in front of him to his feet, and asked again with his mouth, "What's wrong?"

The warden squinted his eyes and smiled, took a step forward, reached out and hooked Ye Wenqi's neck, "Kiss me."

Ye Wenqi saw that something was wrong with the warden, as if he knew something, his eyes dimmed, and he turned his face slightly and kissed the warden's lips lightly.

There is no tongue-to-tongue entanglement, no intense friction, just lips touching each other, exchanging each other's breath and body temperature.

This was the first kiss between the warden and Ye Wenqi.

Even in Ye Wenqi's mind, this was his first kiss.

The first one was willing, which made him feel a bit sweet and bitter kiss.

The warden has tried and even been good at kissing people, but those kisses are trained, a kind of kiss to tease other people's lust, he has never tried this kind of kiss before.

Just kisses.

It could be a second, or a minute, they kissed together flatly, and then separated naturally.

Sometimes time doesn't mean anything, and a moment can become an eternal memory.

"Why didn't I see you sooner." Very vulgar words, but the deepest words in the warden's mind, "You go."

Ye Wenqi pursed his lower lip, reached out and hugged the warden tightly, then let go, squatted down to open the backpack, took out the few pieces of beef jerky and compressed biscuits that he had been reluctant to eat, and held a short knife and dagger Handed it to the warden together.

The warden didn't refuse, "Leave the lighter too."

Ye Wenqi's hands froze, and he already understood the warden's plan, so he didn't say any more, just took out a short knife and a piece of compressed biscuit, and handed the bag to the warden.

The warden stretched out his hand and touched Ye Wenqi's head, "I'm still a child." After speaking, he took the bag, "Live, and only by living can there be hope."

The warden sat on the ground leaning against the tree trunk, looked at Ye Wenqi's back, opened the beef jerky, chewed it up bit by bit, and said, "It's better to be full than to starve."

After eating almost everything, he took out a cigarette, lit it, took a big puff, and let it out slowly.

"What the hell, if you want to destroy my house, it depends on whether I agree." The warden laughed and scolded with his fingers to extinguish the cigarette.

He still has feelings for the prison, no matter whether it is hate or love, it is the place where he has lived for more than ten years after all.

Even if it is destroyed, it can only be destroyed in their hands.

Ordinary prisoners are not qualified to destroy the prison in the eyes of the warden, let alone these irrelevant people.

After he was full, he started to work, lost an arm, and killed a small group of mercenaries, who happened to be carrying explosives.

I have been with Cang Shengshu for a long time, and I also know 01:30 for the warden of explosives.

But at 01:30, he can be regarded as an upper-middle expert among outsiders.

At night, the heads of several mercenary regiments sat together to discuss the charter for joint operations and the distribution of commissions after success.

The warden walked over with a bag on his back and a cigarette in his mouth smiling.

Naturally, some mercenaries stopped him, but they didn't pay much attention when they saw that one arm and one leg had been disabled.

"I know the terrain inside." The warden only said a word, and the backpack was snatched away, and he walked to the middle of the temporary camp with a gun on his back.

"How do you know?" One of the mercenary regiment leaders looked at the warden and asked coldly.

"Because I came out of it." The warden didn't care about the threat behind him at all, and slowly dragged his broken leg to sit among the crowd, "I'm hungry, don't abuse the wounded."

Several mercenary regiments were unable to attack for a long time, so they decided to unite together. Even if there was a glimmer of hope for victory, they were unwilling to waste it. What's more, the warden really didn't seem to be a threat from the outside.

Pale face, slender figure, crippled arms and legs.

However, they did not relax their vigilance, and a gun was pointed at the warden all the time.

After taking a sip of the broth, the warden put the bowl on the ground and ate the noodles with his hands. His rough gestures gave him a special taste.

"I personally want one-third of the commission." After the warden ate his fill, he licked his fingers clean little by little, and the lion opened his mouth wide.

Several mercenaries watched the warden's movements, and their breathing became heavy. They were all old men, and they hadn't vented for a long time.

"No, you want too much." Those commissions are their life-saving money, and they have lost a lot of manpower before, so they have to give them money for settling down.

"You can discuss it again, and you don't have enough manpower right now." The warden didn't say much, "There are hundreds of prisoners, how many of you are there?"

After finishing speaking, I stopped talking, but found a place to rest by closing my eyes.

Several regiment leaders discussed in low voices, and finally decided to agree first, and in the end, it would be a big deal to kill people. After all, the warden is only one person, and they are a large group of people.

However, he followed the advice of the warden and decided to call more people.

The warden watched as they were busy contacting people, checking their guards and arranging their weapons. The smile on the corner of his mouth grew brighter. Ye Wenqi was almost at the edge of the forest. Without his dragging him down, he should be able to walk faster.

At dawn, a mercenary was about to wake up the warden, the warden opened his eyes, looked at the extra crowd and didn't ask any more questions, got up straight away, and limped to the center of several regimental leaders , "All of your consuls come here, and I will draw a map for you."

They had already searched the warden's body, so they didn't worry about it, and they were so numerous that anyone who wasn't a fool would be their enemy.

"I'm going to relieve myself." After drawing a small part of the map, the warden suddenly dropped his pen and said.

Several group leaders looked at each other. They didn't believe the warden, but the warden's drawing is indeed the same as what they checked, "Xiao Liu takes the guests."

"All my things are here, can I still run away?" the warden said pretending to be displeased.

"We just see that the guests are inconvenient to move. If we finish the painting earlier, we will complete the task earlier, and you will get the money earlier, right?" A somewhat chubby group leader laughed.

"Hmph." The warden walked towards the woods without hesitation.

He hid a modified miniature explosive in his body in advance, and the warden held the explosive wrapped in a plastic bag the size of a child's fist. "I didn't expect that those trainings are still useful."

After removing the plastic bag and hiding the explosives in his clothes, the warden limped out again.

Sitting among the group leaders, after drawing a few more strokes, he took out a lighter and a cigarette, lit one, took a puff, and exhaled slowly, "A friend's favorite saying is that the most beautiful is that moment."

As he said that, before everyone could react, he took out the explosives from his pocket and pressed the button.

The sound of tick-tock is like a symphony of death.

There are three seconds left.

The bright red numbers are like a sarcasm.

The gunshot rang out, and a bright flower bloomed on the warden's chest, and everyone fled in panic.

It turned out that this is the taste of death.

Some people say that at the moment before death, many things that were forgotten before will be remembered.

The warden fell to the ground and looked at the sky.

"It turns out that my surname is Ye..."

This was the last sentence of the warden, a sentence that no one heard or knew.

Afterwards, the sound of explosions, smoke and flames.

Ye Wenqi was standing at the edge of the forest. When the explosion sounded, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. He thought he would never cry again.

As expected of the warden.

It's really deadly, vigorous and charming.