When Jed, who was slightly decadent, walked into the warden's office, Raymond's anger reached its peak. Looking at Jed with a hangover, Raymond suppressed the anger in his heart and asked Jed who was standing in front of his desk: "Have you collected the money from the prisoners in the jurisdiction and helped them escape through the jail time during the turmoil?"

When Jade heard Raymond's words, cold sweat appeared on his forehead immediately, his lips trembled for a few times and couldn't speak. He watched the old man Raymond's originally faint eyes staring at him again, and he felt helpless for four or five seconds before he could react. He quickly subconsciously said, "I don't!"

"Now I have sent someone to the e-district to interrogate the person who wants to be imprisoned." Raymond leaned his body on the back of the chair and held his hands down: "How long do you think I can ask?"

"They coerce me! Sorry!" Jade finally nodded and admitted the bribery. Then he explained: "I have never helped them escape from prison, but just provided them with some convenience in life. I and I have never thought they would escape from prison!" Knowing that I could not escape, the first reaction was to reduce my crimes and push things out.

Seeing that Jade was still trying to explain, Raymond waved his hand: "You don't have to tell me anything" and then said to the phone: "Ava! Come in." After that, he put down his hand and waited for Ava to come in and said to the woman: "Notify people and hire a good lawyer for Jade!"

At this moment, Jade felt as if he had been drained from his body and the strength in his body was softened. He held the chair in front of him and did not let his body fall down. He opened his mouth and closed it and never said a word until he was dragged out by two prison guards.

"Matthew! You did a good job in this matter." Raymond looked at Matthew sitting in front of him and praised: "If you hadn't carefully investigated this matter, you wouldn't have had results so quickly."

Matthew showed a smile on his face, and looked at Raymond and said, "I just found it by chance."

Raymond looked at Matthew and sighed, "Even by chance, you must have this consciousness! It seems that I have relaxed a little during this period, and some people have also relaxed." After that, the old man stood up from the chair and said to Matthew, "You go back first!"

Seeing Matthew pick up his hat and put it on his head, saluted him and went out the door. Raymond turned around and walked to the window. He pulled up the blinds and looked out the window. The prisoners on two or three venues were venting the wind. The old man frowned and looked for a while. He turned back to his rest room. He changed his suit and changed into a uniform that he had not worn for a long time. He put on his straight uniform. Raymond tidied up in the mirror. He put on his hat and gently pulled his sleeves. He was still full of energy in the mirror and was powerful without anger.

Just as he put on his hat, Raymond left his rest room, walked out of the office, opened the door of his office, and Ava outside looked at Raymond and changed into this outfit and said, "Raymond!".

"Call me a warden." Raymond looked up at Ava in front of him and didn't look at him: "I'm going to inspect my prison!" After that, he raised his foot and walked out the door.

In two or three months, the warden Raymond appeared in front of the prison guards again. All the prison guards stood straight when the old man passed by, and kept saying to the old man, "Sir! Sir! Raymond nodded from time to time, and occasionally met someone who knew him, and even had to chat in a low voice.

When Raymond, the old lion, was ready to cheer up and regain his strength, another stronger young lion had already stepped on his claws on the old lion's territory, ready to give the old lion a fatal blow at any time.

Through the iron gate of his small room, Jin Hu grabbed the railing of the iron gate with both hands, smiled on the corner of his mouth, and stared at the warden who was patrolling in District B. He watched the old warden patrolling the cell aisle directly opposite to the prison guards.

Jin Hu saw a prison guard running towards the warden and said a few words to Raymond. The warden turned around and left with the people. As soon as Raymond left, Jin Hu came out of his prison and walked towards his activity room with a brisk step.

"You can't stay in your small room honestly for a few days, waiting for this matter to come over?" Matthew looked at Jin Hu and shook out of the horn and complained to Jin Hu.

Jin Hu looked at no one around and reached out to pat Matthew's shoulder and patted the dust off: "If the warden comes, you can't even find it, then what else can you do?" After saying that, he turned to walk towards his activity room.

Matthew followed Jin Hu into the event room and said to Jin Hu: "It's only a few days! Just wait for Jade's matter to pass."

Sitting on the sofa, Jin Hu lit a cigarette, raised his legs and asked Matthew, "What do you think about Jade?"

Matthew thought for a while and sat down on the sofa next to Jin Hu: "Warner Raymond is old. He would have made things clear in the past, at least he had a big sigh. This would also reduce Jed's charges and try to win a judge's sentence lighter. He would not deal with it like this. He was just waiting for retirement to get a high pension."

"This is a good thing for us!" Jin Hu said with a smile after hearing this.

Matthew glanced at Jin Hu and asked, "Do you have any handle?"

"What do you want to ask? Just do your own thing. Don't ask the rest of the things you shouldn't ask. Just tell me when this matter is over. I have my own plans!" Jin Hu glanced at Matthew and said.

After hearing Jin Hu's words, Matthew stood up from the sofa: "Okay, as long as you have a handle, Raymond can hold it in his palm. Now this old man is fragile." After that, he put on his hat and walked out the door.

At the same time, among the small bases in Southeast Asia, one of the dozen Israeli war-fighting instructors was teaching tactical classes to more than a dozen children in a simple classroom! Not only the instructors, even Boss Wang, who was engaged in construction, sat in the classroom with a few people listening to the instructor's words, while making records in his own notebook.

As a member of the mercenary, Niels was very satisfied with his income this time. He was not in danger of his life, and he should not use his life to protect any employer. He just lived a familiar military life every day. As a commander of hundreds of Israeli soldiers, Niels had rich command experience and was the highest-paid mercenary this time. As a mercenary, serving the employer wholeheartedly is his duty. Then the employer asked to train a first-class army, so he had to do his best to complete him.

However, when he heard the fat Zhang say his request, Niels also reminded Zhang who smiled all day long that a first-class army depends on many aspects that cannot be achieved by training alone.

When he heard about going to the jungle, Niels and the rest thought that he was training some Southeast Asian drug dealers for private armed forces. What appeared in the minds of these Israeli instructors along the way was a group of dilapidated poor young people. When they arrived at the camp after wearing the jungle for a few days, all the instructors changed their views in an instant. More than a thousand slightly short yellow people were short, and none of them were malnourished. They were all strong. Everyone had jungle camouflages all over their bodies, wearing high-top woodland military boots on their feet, and each had a standard weapon, carrying mk17 on their bodies, pistols on their thighs, and many people on their calves hung with sabers of the same standard. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought they had entered the US military base.

This scene made the instructors who came here, including Niels, and stayed with these paramilitary soldiers for a week. All the instructors fell in love with this army. These yellow-skinned Chinese people have a convincing obedience and never complained about how hard the training is. After a whole week of training, no matter how Niels yelled in the ears of those who made mistakes in Chinese that he had just learned a little, even if he kicked them up and kicked them to the ground in the queue, these kids still

They would immediately get up from the ground and stand back in the queue. No one would cry, and no one would spit out a word of complaint from their mouths. All the instructors believed that these people were born to be soldiers, not to mention the support given by the boss behind the scenes. Every week, the team kept transporting supplies in. Even the US military was afraid that there would be no such good food. Not only this, night vision devices and bulletproof vests were all available, and individual light weapons and equipment steadily entered the world's first-class.

In this way, the instructors taught more attentively. Everyone thought that they could train a truly strong army. This is not about nationality and race, which is a military honor. The original diamond has been placed in front of them. As long as they are carefully carved, it will be a shining diamond. Everyone knows that after such an army is trained, it is afraid that the army will definitely have amazing combat power by relying solely on light weapons in the forest.

Niels pointed at the blackboard with the instruction stick in his hand, and waited for the translator to translate his English into Chinese for every sentence. The blackboard was drawn with several raids from Israel and Arabs. All the captains sat in this small classroom, and for those workers engaged in construction, Niels also smelled the smell of soldiers on them.

Now the wooden railing in front of the village is replaced by concrete. A large area in the middle has been cleared out. Several barracks on the surrounding hillside have risen half a height and are about to go to the roof. Several small construction vehicles are opening up roads to the barracks. A military base is slowly rising.

In a big bamboo room in the middle, Mr. Shang was looking at the piles of books on the table. He heard the curtains being pulled up and raised his head to look at his son walking in. He took off his reading glasses and asked, "All things are in the warehouse?" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
Chapter completed!