Chapter 259
Death row prisons are different from prisons for ordinary prisoners.
All the underground 6-Layer detainees are extremely wicked and wicked people.
Every cell here has been processed by sequence occult technique, and evil forces will be extremely restricted in this kind of place.
But for felons detained in death row prisons, they respect the warden, but don’t want to cause unnecessary trouble.
A group of fanatics who have held an evil ceremony, illegal channeling, and even traded with devil.
How could he be tamed by a bureaucrat who guards the prison?
But...
In order to prevent riots and to achieve political success.
As usual, the warden would turn a blind eye on this kind of thing.
Anyway, people locked here will be put to death if they live less than four months at most.
As long as they don't run out to endanger the citizens and affect his promotion path, they can toss as they please.
But today is different.
As long as it is not blind, it can be seen that the white-haired witch has a close relationship with Cole Walker, the great bureaucrat of the hunting squad who recently took office.
Otherwise, how could you come here to find people in person.
Motion to the guard with his eyes, yelling, "Let the idiot shut up for me! Otherwise, I will pull out his teeth!"
Then said with a smile to Cole, "You don't need to care about some stupid things about the dead bastard, but... Are you sure you want to let her out?
Once you let her come out, the consequences...we may not be able to control."
After a while of silence.
Cole said blankly, "Take her out first and find a separate cell. I and her need to talk separately."
At this time.
A riot, mixed with laughter and mournful scream.
Suddenly sounded.
In the deepest cell, he rushed over to try to teach the guards of the clamoring madman before, and the prisoner suddenly violently grabbed his arm.
He slammed into the fence again and again fiercely, broke his finger, and bit his arm and flesh with his black and yellow teeth.
The originally silent underground jail suddenly burst into cheers.
The prisoners who committed serious crimes and died ten times were not enough to repay the guilt, laughing wildly and wantonly insulting.
"Ah—help me...help me! My hand!"
"Hit him! Hit him!"
"Kill him to death Jeff! Kill that bastard!"
After venting his fierceness.
The prisoner in the deepest cell released the guard's arm, grabbed the railing with both hands, and said with a smile with his blood-stained face, "See? The warden, no one dares to refuse My request, if you don’t send that woman over, I’ll kill a random person every day, how about it?!
ah ha ha ha ——"
Death prisoners in each cell He smashed the door frantically, extending the hand from the fence, trying to catch the warden and Cole standing in the aisle.
"Come here, little fellow, let me see what your ass looks like, hehehe..."
"The warden, the corpse digger Jeff never makes jokes. Either you sent that woman off and let us have a good time, or just wait for a guard to die here every day! Wuhuhaha!” Seeing that things are out of control.
Being ashamed in front of Cole, for a while, the warden turned pale with scumbag anger.
Pull out the baton hanging from the waist.
Slam it hard on a prisoner's forearm.
Angrily said, "Get me back to the corner if you don't want to die! Shut your stinky mouths! Guard! Take that idiot out to see the doctor, prepare things, and bathe these bastards later!
p>Let them remember! Who is the master here."
Obviously.
The bathing he mentioned was a kind of black word used to discipline prisoners in prison.
However.
The group of death row prisoners whose fierceness has been aroused was not frightened at all, but instead screamed frantically, trying to make the strange man who looked like the warden's supervisor pee his pants in fright.
The prisoner in the deep cell shook the iron fence vigorously, beckoning to Cole, "Little fellow, come over and let me see you, uh...you seem to be familiar with that woman.
p>However, she will have to scream ahhhh under my crotch immediately, hahaha!"
Suddenly, his laughter turned sharply, like a wild beast of rage, hammering iron frantically The fence roared with a heavy voice, "No one can get out of this death row prison!
No one!!!"
The face has been angered into a pig liver-colored prison. Chang Zheng was about to walk over to teach the bastard some lessons, but was stopped by Cole.
Head down, frowning.
The sound of the lighter is exceptionally crisp.
A little scarlet lights up and walks slowly to the deepest part of the cell.
"Your Excellency Cole Walker! You can't go there..."
Although the warden is flustered and exasperated, he knows very well that he must not let Cole suffer any mistakes here. , Otherwise, on the board of directors, he could not explain.
It's just flustered and exasperated, and worries about his own future, let him forget.
Compared to big bureaucrats.
What is this man's job?
After he said the name, the corridor of the underground 6-Layer gradually quieted down strangely.
The prisoners whispered to each other, thinking that they had misheard.
"Cole...Walker? Is this the name he just said?"
"It should be."
"Hiss..."
The prisoners in the entire cell, first looked towards the white-haired witch, and the girl in her arms who was already crying.
They swallowed one after another.
He cast his unbelievable shocked gaze to the back of the man in the black coat deep in the tunnel.
What's the joke? !
A witch is even qualified to let the man who has heard of devil's discoloration come to the death row in person? !
They...
What is their relationship? !
However, compared to the horror of others.
The corpse digger Jeff, with his crazy eyes, looked directly at Cole at close range, smiled, and said in a bad tone, "You are Cole Walker?
hehe, you seem to be very Not happy, with a cold face, do you want to scare me?
Wow, that's too terrifying, hehe."
With laughter, his eyes swept Going through a group of cells, trying to resonate with other prisoners with his cruel sneer as usual.
Let them join this crazy, hysterical death party.
However.
In the silent prison.
The prisoners, looked at him with more shocked eyes, as if they were looking at a complete lunatic.
That's Cole · Walker!
He! mom! of!
Cole ——! Walker ——!
The last guy who provoked him like this, when he died, it is said that his soul was pierced on an iron thorn and burned for many days, worse than hell.
Even the big devil, who cannot be called by his name, has suffered a lot in front of him.
The silent underground 6-Layer.
So that the warden who is familiar with this place feels incredible.
Are all the mother's good babies detained here?
Pushing a mouthful of muddy smoke on the face of the corpse digger Jeff, Cole frowned, "Warden, open this door."
"Your Lord Minister! I... ."
"I said, open this fucking door for me!"
Faced with the rage, he pointed Cole with a cigarette finger to his nose.
The corpse digger Jeff let go of the fence and stepped back, pretending to say with a smile calmly, "You...what do you want to do?"