The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 660 Prison situation
There used to be a lot of prisoners in this prison, but in this harsh environment, after the survival of the fittest, the only ones who survived were the most vicious, most capable, and most inhuman prisoners.

Among this group of bleak-faced but cruel-eyed big men, Li Changan, a Chinese man, really looked "incomparably fresh"!
With a sneer, he walked to the separate dining table, and a guard yelled coldly, "Go cook yourself!"

Li Changan looked at the dining area opposite the restaurant. Those were moldy black and white, unknown grilled sausages with white spots, and a shriveled pear, which was the daily supply of Death Prison.

Eating too much of these things will not kill you, but you can only eat half full. If you eat this kind of food for a long time, you will lack various elements in your body, and your physical strength will also be consumed slowly. No matter how strong a man is, it will take half a year. It will also be consumed and become a weak chicken.

Li Chang'an turned his head and looked at the prisoners who were staring at them. They were divided into four areas with a tacit understanding. Each dining area has a group of obvious bosses, sitting in the best seats, and there are people around them who beat their backs and shoulders.

This group of bosses only look at their mental outlook and their strong physique. They are definitely not people who eat this kind of junk food. They have their own food sources and maintain their nutrition.

Li Changan let out a hesitant voice: "I will never eat this kind of rubbish."

The guard walked down with the electric baton in his hand, and the electric baton made a hissing sound, and the electric light flickered.

The prisoners around were all shocked. This new little tender meat actually took the initiative to provoke the guards?Is he looking for death?

The guard had already rushed to Li Changan's side with the electric baton, but he poked him right between his legs!

The group of prisoners couldn't help clamping their legs, thinking that there was a good show to watch.

But there was a shrill scream, but it wasn't Li Changan's. The guard bent his wrist at [-] degrees, and the electric baton hit him, and the skin on his chest was emitting black smoke with the smell of meat. , he convulsed in place.

From the beginning to the end, no one saw how Li Changan made a move, or did he not make a move at all?
The other guards panicked, but they didn't dare to touch the unlucky colleague. In the end, there was a panic. After 2 minutes, a guard brought a rubber baton and smashed the electric baton away. The unlucky guard lay on the ground, I don't know if I'm dead or alive.

The alarm rang in the restaurant area, and the prisoners watching the excitement all around went crazy, dancing and laughing, and the four factions even fought back and forth.

Hundreds of guards rushed in to maintain order, and the captain of the guard walked towards Li Chang'an fiercely with a gun in his hand. His eyes were red, and his face was really dull.

At this moment, a deep voice came from the prison speaker: "Don't touch him, bring him to my office."

The captain of the guard raised his gun viciously, and four heavily armed guards surrounded Li Chang'an nervously, and escorted him to a gorgeous office on the upper floor of the steel fortress.

There are air conditioners, a complete air conditioning system, and an Italian sofa.

A white-haired middle-aged man was sitting behind a large desk, with a thick cigar in his mouth, and was shaking a glass of red wine.

He looked very handsome, in a suit, full of the style of a business elite.I can't tell at all that this guy is actually the warden of Death Prison!
"Please sit down!" The warden spoke English with an Oxford accent.

Li Changan sat on the sofa, with his feet resting on the armrest arrogantly, reached out and picked up a fresh apple on the coffee table, and started to eat it.

The warden smiled and took out a cigar: "Do you like this?"

Li Changan took a look: "Your taste is really rubbish for this kind of resisting thing. Warden, now that I'm a prisoner, just speak up if you have anything to say."

The warden still smiled: "I heard you killed Mordo?"

Li Changan ate the apple: "That's right, that guy is a werewolf, I'll kill him with my own hands!"

The warden laughed: "I appreciate your humor, so let's get to know each other now. I am the warden of this prison..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a pop, and then his throat hurt. He looked down in disbelief and saw drops of blood dripping from his throat onto the snow-white shirt.

"Ho ho..." The poor prison warden clasped his neck with both hands, staggering and trying to say something, but his blue eyes dimmed.Two apple cores pierced his neck directly, and one went up into his brain, so he died very quickly.

Li Changan smiled faintly: "Unfortunately, I don't want to talk to you anymore, because it seems that you are just a part-time job here!"

He spit out another fruit core, pierced through the opposite camera, then stood up leisurely, and walked to the desk in front of the warden.

"Well, there are still a lot of good things." Li Changan found a good box of Cuban cigarillos and a silver flagon commemorating the U.S. Air Force.

Turning around in the office, he found a bottle of high-quality brandy from the filing cabinet. He couldn't help laughing. He drank half of the bottle and put the rest in a silver flagon. Li Changan took out the cigarillos from the wooden box, Put the jug into a file bag, and put it under the prison uniform.

It took a long time before the door of the office was knocked open, and the panicked guards screamed as they looked at the dead warden.

This kind of thing has never happened in the prison of death, and even the warden was killed by this prisoner.

Li Changan was held at gunpoint by dozens of guards and locked in a narrow confinement room.

There are only stones in this confinement room, and there is no bed. People here cannot stand upright or lie down. They can only half curl up. There is a square feeding port opposite. Peeing, that can only be endured.

The most terrifying confinement room in the Death Prison, few people can persist for three days, because no one can maintain this uncomfortable posture and suffer in this narrow space.

The stone door of the confinement room was firmly closed, and there was a quarrel outside. The captain of the guard yelled to shoot Li Changan, but the civilian officials in the prison said that business is business, and the local government has already paid the money, so they cannot kill prisoners at will. This will affect the credit of death prison.

After some quarreling, they decided to ask "corporate headquarters" to send a new warden.

Li Chang'an heard all of this. It seems that there is really a mysterious "company" controlling the Death Prison.

He reached up and smoothed the hard rock above his head, and then he stood upright. The stone wall in front of him was full of scratches, which were carved out by the prisoners who were previously locked here after they went mad.

And the smell of blood, left by people who committed suicide here by banging their heads.

Li Changan took out a cigarillo from his arms, caught it with his mouth, and slid his fingers across the stone wall, sparking a cloud of sparks. He leaned his head to light the cigarillo, and smoked it comfortably.

After a while, the guards and others retreated, but there was a strange laughter in the darkness, and then a group of people came out.

The narrow feeding port was opened, revealing a typical white face.

"Hello, kid, I'm the boss of the West Side of the Death Prison, you can call me Hitler!" The white man had a swastika tattooed on his face.

"I appreciate your strength, join our **** gang, I can let you be my deputy!" The guy who called himself Hitler whispered.

Li Changan smiled faintly, and waved the end of the cigar out of his hand. Hitler, who was still waiting for the food, let out a scream that was not human, and was pierced by the entire cigar end, and then staggered backwards and fell to the ground...

(End of this chapter)