One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Two: Welcome to the Hell-Level Copy

After Duerson waited for Luo Yi to leave, he looked at a robe and mask from the package and smiled slightly.

This is his weapon of pretense.

Afterwards, he disappeared and went to look for Lin Dong.

The entry of the two of them has already been within the surveillance range of the warden.

He picked up his cell phone and called Mr. Morgan.

"Sir, their support is coming."

"Several people."

"Two of them, their strength is not simple. The car they drove back, there were five of my people before, but none of them came back."

After the Morgan patriarch on the phone pondered for a moment, he said: "I understand. According to the plan, all the criminals will be released. I don't want them to come out. Once done, I will promote you."

The warden said excitedly: "Remember, they won't come out alive. I'll show them what hell is."

"These people are from hell. They are not afraid of hell." After Morgan finished speaking, he hung up the phone, then thought about it and dialed another number.

A phone number from a group he had previously contacted.

"Hello?"

"Sir, do you have any orders?"

Morgan said hoarsely: "They have appeared and have entered Sin City. You can take action. There are three of them. They are probably the stranger's last trump card. This time, let's get rid of the three imprisoned people as well. , remember, Lin Dong is going to live."

He had obtained the potion he wanted and successfully taken it, but the potion had no value to him. But potions can be used to make huge profits!

It’s not too much to think that this potion is worth several trillion pounds!

And Lin Dong has this technology.

"Okay, sir, shall we go then?"

"Go ahead, it's too late to cause trouble. Let's end this as soon as possible. First, let the prisoners in the prison put pressure on them and force them to come out with more chips and people. Catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"Don't worry, we will live up to your training." After the other end of the phone said this, the conversation ended.

After the stranger hung up the phone, five people in their fifties behind him looked at him and asked: "How is it? Do you still want to fight? You called us all the way here, even though you said We have good food and a good place to live, but if you don’t have money, that’s not an option. We are strictly controlled in the country. We have been hiding in the mountains and forests for so many years, and we have become savages. As mercenaries, we are not good at using firearms. The key is No other country has given us political asylum. To put it bluntly, we need money. How can the boss you are looking for help us?"

The man who answered the phone pondered while packing his things, and said: "I checked, he is a big shot, he can give us a new identity, as long as we do this for him, he will give us an internationally recognized island , we can all live there and no longer have to flee.”

The other five people also sighed.

"I've been on the run for more than thirty years. I'm really tired. I don't want to be stared at anymore. I don't want to go back to China and live in fear all day long. The restless gang of Dragon Team are staring at me day and night. us."

The guy who answered the phone also said with emotion: "Okay, forget the past. Our previous sects have been disbanded. As long as Zhang Chenfeng is still in the Dragon Group, he will not let us go."

Another old guy said: "If I had known earlier, we could have issued an imperial edict."

The man who answered the phone said: "Are you stupid? You didn't see what would happen to Zhao'an? The monks and Wu who were willing to be Zhao'an were these. Do you think they are still pure ancient martial arts sects now? They are all Miaogen. Not clean! Look at those monks/Taoist priests. They are so fake and have long forgotten their previous purpose. Are you willing to live in Zhao'an like this and wait for death?"

After he packed the package, he carried it on his back and turned back to the five friends who were fleeing together: "Okay, Li Ming, don't forget how many policemen we killed when we resisted. We have no way out. Now the only option is to work for this boss, forget the past, and forget that you are all leaders of various sects. Only the sects that obey and accept official control will remain in the country. They will only allow our culture to stay, but Wu, Not happy! So, give up the plan of returning to China to revitalize. The current era has eliminated us. It’s rare for a boss to be willing to pay for our skills. Let’s make a big deal now, let’s go.”

The five people thought for a while and stood up one by one.

"Who to kill?"

"Have you ever heard of Stranger, which was very popular some time ago?"

The five people were surprised: "The most terrifying organization in the world?"

"Yes, they will appear tonight. I have investigated and found that these are a group of people with high martial arts skills who fight alone. Each of them is brave and good at fighting. And the people we are least afraid of are this kind of people, because everyone here, everyone They are all just for food. Compared to us, they are just a group of juniors. To be honest, you want to revive. This boss said that as long as we step on the name of foreigners, we can make a name for ourselves and revive. I have won the opportunity for you to enjoy our former glory. If you go, keep up. If you don’t, don’t say that our last ancient warriors don’t take care of each other in the future." The man who answered the phone said and walked out of the door.

The other five old men looked at each other and clenched their fists.

Finally, the five people followed the leading man out.

There was a helicopter outside that was ready. After they got on it, they headed towards Sin City.

In the prison fortress, after Lin Dong tore into pieces the bodies of the ten people blocking the way, he walked in front with a bloodthirsty face and blood all over his body.

When he completely walked out of the prison passage, he came to a large indoor venue outside. The lights outside were bright, and a dark crowd was already standing in front.

Lin Dong, Haber and the other four people saw the scene of more than 200 criminals, and all four of them swallowed their saliva.

And above their heads came the strange voice of the warden: "Welcome to the hell-level copy!"

Statham and others' eyes widened.

"No way? These people are not going to kill us, right?" Haber muttered.

Lin Dong looked at this scene, and to be honest, his face was slightly stern.

"We were tricked by that bastard Morgan! He probably guessed my plan." Lin Dong whispered.

Benjamin: "What should we do? Surrender?"

Lin Dong shook his head: "My chips have been used to come in and find you. It's too late to surrender now. Either die or get out!"

Statham swallowed and saw more and more criminals walking out of each passage. He was a little frightened. He had never seen such a big scene.

"Can I fight?"

"I don't know." Lin Dong was unsure.

Ha Bo had a black line on his face: "If your master were here, he would never say such depressing and lack of confidence."

Lin Dong: "If I were him, these people would kneel down instead of blocking us."

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