"This man." In a heavy-duty prison, the warden threw a few photos on the table and looked deeply at the old black men sitting across from him. "Kill him, and I will treat you as someone who has escaped from prison."

"Old guy, who is this?" Several old black men looked at each other, and the one in the middle grabbed the photo and looked at it before asking.

"You don't need to know, you just need to know that he dies and you are free." The white-haired old warden said in a low voice: "I will send you there and give you weapons!"

"Then how can we believe that you will let us go afterwards?" Lao Hei put down the photo and stared at the warden.

"Don't be stupid, but when you show up somewhere with guns, either he will die or you will die. There is no other possibility. If you don't want to shoot, he will shoot. Don't think about surrendering as soon as you meet. That guy is ruthless.

, even if you want to interrogate, only one person will be left behind." The old white man looked at several people with a grin, showing a cruel smile, "Or do any of you think you are the one who will be left behind?"

The old black men looked at each other, nodded heavily, and done it!

They were sentenced to more than 60 years in prison. If they don't seize this opportunity, they will never get out!

Several other wardens are doing the same thing.

There is nothing else in these heavy-duty prisons than the number of murderers!

They are all cruel and cruel guys.

…

All the preparations are almost done, and it’s time for Sean to come out and accept a series of interviews.

The United States is not a rabbit. Here, capitalist is not a derogatory term. The more wealth you obtain legally, the more sought after and admired you are by people.

Being famous and being interviewed by the media is itself the best advertisement.

It is also a good protective umbrella.

"Out of the spirit of humanity and the purpose of building a beautiful, happy, and prosperous New Jersey, every New Jerseyan should work hard for it."

"As a rich man born and raised in New Jersey, I, Sean K. Rockefeller, am willing to fight for it and support the New Jersey government."

"If the state government really feels that the prison burden is too heavy, too much taxpayers' money is wasted, and the management is not smooth enough, then I, Sean, am willing to take over."

"The problem of losing money? This is indeed the case now. We must admit these, but isn't the reason why human beings are human beings because they have an infinite spirit of exploration? We just need to explore slowly and explore a path for the coexistence of prisoners and the prison economy.

road."

"I believe that as the world's largest country, the bright minds of the American people will definitely come up with effective solutions!"

"I firmly believe it!" Sean waved his arms and said loudly.

The reporters in the audience burst into warm applause.

This has absolutely nothing to do with the gift I got before coming here!

…

Just as Sean was talking to reporters and the crowd, in a car not far away, an old white man opened the door and threw a package in.

The zipper was opened, and inside there were four AKs and a pile of magazines.

In addition, there are 4 pieces of body armor.

(It is a joke and a satire that the United States cannot buy body armor. In fact, it can be purchased. However, it is of no use. After all, ordinary people cannot wear body armor all day long. It is too heavy, too hot, and not beautiful. Boss

You will not be allowed to wear a body armor to work, and when you suddenly encounter a shooting incident, you have no place to find a body armor, so there is a joke about not buying body armor.)

"Kill him, and then you will be free!"

Several old black men glanced at Sean again. There were many people watching, and it was a bit chaotic. There were several professional-looking bodyguards around the target protecting him, but no spears were seen in public places.

Come to think of it, if you carry a gun, it's just a pistol.

No big deal!

Several people took out weapons from the packages, each holding an AK47 and three magazines.

After checking the firearms, several people picked up the prepared clothes and covered the guns, looked at each other and opened the door.

…

Immediately after the applause, a reporter asked, "Congressman Santos pointed out that the legal system should not be a tool for private profit-making. So, Mr. Sean, are you planning to use the prison to obtain violence this time? Does it mean that private individuals are meddling in the legal system?"

"

"This does not exist!" Sean said categorically: "I have to say that this Santos member lacks some common sense necessary to be a member. As we all know, only the court is a judicial institution, and other institutions, including the police, are only law enforcement agencies.

, is to enforce the law, but not to interfere with the law, and the prison is only responsible for guarding prisoners and does not have any law enforcement power."

"So, there is no issue of interfering with the legal system here."

"If a congressman doesn't understand basic common sense, I don't know why this congressman was elected. I regret this."

"What I want to tell you is that some people with ulterior motives are provoking it just to protect certain interest groups. They should understand that their rights come from the people, not themselves. That is not what everyone wants to see!"

"In the end, I sincerely hope that prisoners, prisons, the government, and the people can achieve a win-win situation for all parties."

"Four suspicious characters have appeared!" Sean went out. Not only was he accompanied by a few personal protection personnel, but also people were deployed around the venue. People were also deployed upstairs to monitor the situation in all directions.

The four people were discovered as soon as they got out of the car.

"Group C, be careful. Get closer and take a look. There may be firearms hidden under the clothes in their hands."

"Team C received it." The three security personnel in this direction touched their headsets, confirmed the target location, and immediately ran over.

Seeing someone rushing towards this direction, the four highly nervous Lao Hei paused in their steps, subconsciously raised their hands holding guns, and the murderous intent in their eyes was undisguised.

After all, he is not a professional killer. He is fierce, but his professionalism is too poor and he cannot hide his murderous intent at all.

When the three security guards saw each other's movements, they didn't understand what was wrong and shouted, "There's a killer!"

Then instead of taking out his gun and fighting with the opponent, he immediately kicked the ground hard and rolled to the side.

Standard tactical evasive action!

As soon as he rolled over, gunshots rang out, "ta da da", "ta da da", "ta da da"

The ground was filled with dust, and four black men picked up their AKs and opened fire at the same time!

Rolling, pulling out a gun, shooting, all in one movement, "bang", "bang", "bang"

After all, the pistol is not as good as the AK. The two sides exchanged fire. The security side did not fire many bullets, but the old gangsters on the opposite side just fired, and fired more than 100 rounds in an instant.

One of the security guards was shot in the arm, and another was shot in the thigh. They gritted their teeth and kept from screaming, rolling over while trying to fight back.

The sudden sound of gunfire caused chaos at the scene, and screams came one after another. Fortunately, this is the United States, shooting incidents often happen, and everyone knows how to deal with such situations.

Although he was frightened, he didn't run around in all directions.

A large number of reporters and onlookers hunkered down and fled toward surrounding buildings or vehicles to find cover. Some bold reporters even lay down on the ground, picked up their cameras, and started shooting in the direction of the shooting.

As soon as the gunfire rang out, Sean immediately stepped back from the high platform where he was being interviewed. The four security personnel around him immediately rushed up and stood around Sean to block possible bullets.

The scene became chaotic. Seeing that the four black men were discovered before they even had a chance to get close to the target, they immediately gave up the idea of ​​killing the target.

Anyway, you have come out of that hellish place in prison. If you don't run away now, are you really working for that old pervert?

The four people were shooting while quickly retreating to run away. Three security guards and two were injured, but they still did not give up shooting and entangled. When the four people retreated, an old black man's body trembled, with a pained expression on his face, his steps staggered, and he gestured to reach out.

Touch your chest.

He was shot in the chest.

Old Hei grinned, "Damn, the quality of American products is really good. (Note 1, the description of body armor will not be discussed here.)

"Attention all groups, the other party is wearing a bulletproof vest, hitting the head and limbs!" The person responsible for the implementation immediately issued a notice in the channel.

"Group A, Group B, support immediately!" Craig Wright, who was in charge of the command at the scene, immediately shouted, "Group D retreats toward the boss, while Group E protects the boss and retreats to the parking lot!"

"Sniper team, ignore this wave of attackers and pay attention to possible secondary attacks around you."

After receiving the order, all units immediately began to take action.

"The security forces in the dark have been attracted away, you can get in!" In another car not far away, the old guy with few hair left said to several criminals.

The three people in the car looked at each other and never thought of controlling the old warden. The other man had installed a bomb in the car. They didn't want to go to hell with the old guy who had only a few days to live.

Pushing open the car door, the three of them got out of the car, and then rushed toward Sean who was retreating from the opposite direction without any concealment.

"Bang!" The sound of a sniper rifle sounded in the distance.

The man who ran out from the front was "floating" from the impact of the shot. Blood spurted out from his mouth, and he seemed to be dead.

The other two people were so frightened that they immediately hid behind the vehicle next to them and fired randomly towards Sean with their M16s.

When Sean heard the sound of the sniper rifle, he shrank in fear. He knew that this was a second wave of attacks.

The continuous attacks made Sean look very ugly, and he cursed loudly: "Fake, kill them!"

As he said that, he touched the gun on the waist of the security guard next to him.

Malabi, I've always been the one to do it, but now someone is here to do it to me.

Is there any royal method?

Is there any law?

The four security guards around him didn't seem to hear Sean's instructions. With sullen faces, they sandwiched Sean in the middle and retreated in the other direction amidst Sean's "spicy" curses.

Their role is to protect the boss. As for killing enemies, that is the business of other groups.
To be continued...