Of course, the specific number must be less than those who work hard and work. But it is not too outrageous. For example, if someone sends a thousand, you can get eight hundred, that's all.

It is precisely because of all kinds of people that the world becomes wonderful. Gao Liquan learned the essence from these people and has seen the gorgeous performances of these people with his own eyes. Regardless of whether the actions of these people can promote the process of civilization, they do represent an attitude towards life. They can even give a special name: the culture of lazy people.

It is that simple to be marginalized. It took Gao Liquan nearly half a year to eliminate the cruel image of killing people in everyone's mind. Now he looks like an ordinary prisoner who is indifferent to anything. He does what he should do every day in a daze, obeys the orders of armed guards, eats, sleeps, and exercises.

Hawks' snoring was still powerful and thunderous.

Late Wednesday night, when the footsteps of the armed guards gradually faded away, Gao Liquan, who was lying on the bed in the cell, slowly opened his eyes and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

He got up from the bed, tiptoed to the door, turned gently in the faint light coming from outside the cell, and picked up the pillow filled with buckwheat crust from his bed. When Gao Liquan was doing this, the corridor outside was quiet and there was no movement in the next cell. The only sound echoing in the air was Hawks' terrible, thunderous snoring.

Gao Liquan stood quietly at Hawks' bedside, thinking carefully and nervously about his plan. He played back every link in his mind, thought about every detail and confirmed that there was no problem, his tight face began to relax, and then slowly approached the sleeping Hawks.

At such a close distance, Gao Liquan bent down and silently stared at Hawks' big face filled with thick hair. The fat and strong guy blew a stinky smell from his nostrils, his mouth wide open. Under the light outside the cell, he could see a layer of yellow disgusting dirt in the gaps between Hawks' teeth.

Gao Liquan hung the pillow in his hand on Hawks' face. His movements were very slow and extremely gentle, but he continued to increase downward pressure. This method was very effective and would not suddenly wake up the sleeping people. When the special forces were being trained on Earth, Gao Liquan learned this method of killing from the instructors, which was very time-consuming, slow, and very quiet. Hawks did not respond. His snoring became less and less, and his breathing gradually became rapid. This showed that there was not much oxygen left in his lungs and consumed very quickly.

Gao Liquan did not relax his strength at all. The buckwheat skin pillow was very soft, but the pressure and the effect of hindering the air were real. Using this thing as a weapon to suffocate an adult is not more difficult than suffocating a child.

Hawks' body began to tremble. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, looked at Gao Liquan who was close at hand in extreme horror. The light was still dim, but Gao Liquan saw the reflection of himself in Hawks' pupils. He smiled faintly, his smile was very hideous and cruel. Gao Liquan had not liked the guy Hawks from the beginning, and now, there was no psychological barrier to killing him. Moreover, Gao Liquan really needed a dead Hawks. Only in this way could he have a chance to escape from Songcheng Prison.

The fat and tall body had more demand for oxygen than others. Although Hawks suddenly woke up at this moment, his extremely hypoxia body made him fall into a drowsy again within a few seconds. This was indeed a drowsy, and it might be a temporary hypoxic shock. Gao Liquan picked up the pillow very promptly. After checking, he confirmed that Hawks was still breathing, but it was very weak and had a long intermittent situation. This was almost the state he wanted.

This guy can't die yet. It's enough to be in a coma.

With a cruel and cold smile on his face, Gao Liquan lowered his homemade knife, which was hidden there, the sharpened fork. He held Hawks' heavy and huge body, reversed him ninety degrees, and lie on his side. Then, he unbuttoned the buttons of Hawks' prison uniform and gently touched his chest with his left hand. This guy is really fat. Gao Liquan himself eats the same junk food every day, just like Hawks. He has never seen Hawks eat more, and he can't get extra food in prison. God knows where the thick fat on his body comes from?

Despite the difficulty of touching, Gao Liquan still found Kes' ribs and counted them down one by one. When counting the fifth and sixth ribs on the bottom, Gao Liquan straightened the fork like a probe in his right hand and inserted it hard. He could feel the sharp spike pierced the skin, entering the soft fat layer, and then the solid feeling of the muscles. Finally, it was a sense of hollowness in which a hard object broke through the obstacle.

This process requires no effort. Gao Liquan pulled the fork out of Hawks' body effortlessly. The sharp tip had pierced his lungs. If nothing unexpected happened, Hawks would soon become respiratory failure. Gao Liquan turned Hawks back to the front, then put away the fork, returned to his bed, and waited silently.

Things changed no differently from the expected result. A few minutes later, Hawks' face turned blue and purple, and his breathing became more and more difficult. Then, a blood-red spot appeared on his lips. This indicated that the blood flowed significantly slower and aggregation occurred. Gradually, blood foam appeared on the corners of Hawks' mouth, and his body twitched more and more.

It's time to act.

"Help! Help!"

Gao Liquan rushed to the door of the cell, and through the iron cage, he shouted repeatedly to a guard standing at the end of the corridor dozens of meters away: "Come here, something is wrong with Hawks. He has been coughing. I think he might have had some infectious disease. Maybe it was pneumonia, or some kind of virus."

The sound was too loud, and the amplification effect in the corridor was very good. The guard in the distance turned his face to this side and then walked towards it with great strides. He untied the rifle from his back, with a look of suspicion on his face.

"Why not go to bed? What are you standing there yelling?"

While speeding up, the guards looked at Gao Liquan with a vigilant look. He still remembered the prisoners who had caused trouble to the guards many times. Although Gao Liquan had shown silence in recent times, he could not fundamentally eliminate the guards' vigilance. Although he heard the shouts, the guards did not think that he was telling the truth.

Maybe, this guy has a brain problem.

Or, there are some shameful attempts.

"Hawkes is sick, he keeps tossing and turning, making me unable to sleep."

Gao Liquan's face was full of innocent and anxious expressions: "Do you think I'm lying? Then you'd better come over and take a look."

As he said that, Gao Liquan pushed away from the door of the cell, turned sideways, and made enough sight and space. Following the guidance of his arm, the armed guard saw Hawks lying motionless on the bed. He felt that the light was insufficient and he was unwilling to open the door just like this, so he took out a flashlight from his coat pocket and pointed it at the direction where Hawks was. The round light spot stayed on the face covered with sweat, illuminating the crimson blood foam that was flowing along the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it! It's true. This guy usually eats like a pig. God knows what he swallowed? This is beyond my ability. Doctor, doctors are needed here!"

The guard cursed in a mess, then quickly turned his head and turned around from the door of the prison. Gao Liquan heard his footsteps running through the corridor. Soon, the "jingle" sound of the elevator running came from the direction of the distant shaft. Immediately afterwards, the guard opened the door with the key, and the rusty door lock made a "squeaking" sound.

Gao Liquan felt that his heart was leaping faster, and an unprecedented excitement spreading rapidly in his body. He had to pinch the flesh on his thighs with his thumb and use the pain to force himself to calm down. After a few more tense minutes, he heard the elevator arrive and a mess of footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

A group of people appeared in front of the prison cell. The leader was the former armed guard.

He said to Gao Liquan with a nervous and stern tone: "Go back and go to the farthest corner of the room. Obey orders honestly. Otherwise, I have the right to shoot you on the spot."

Of course this will not be a verbal threat. In special circumstances, the jailer has the right to deal with the prisoner in such a way.

Gao Liquan did not violate the orders of the guards at all. According to the other party's request, he slowly retreated, with his hands behind him, and tightly grasped the fork that was polished in advance and could serve as a weapon.

As the key was stuffed into the door lock, it made a very reluctant "creaking" sound, the prison door that Gao Liquan had been praying for for a long time was finally pushed open from outside./p>

There were three armed guards standing outside, among them, a medical handyman. This guy was actually a prisoner. He was just because he performed well and was good at flattering the guards, willing to do things like helping people lick the soles of his shoes, and by showing his inferiority to the guards and the armed guards, he gained some extra power. He did not wear prison uniforms, but a white one-piece uniform with a red first aid sign on his chest. This costume originally belonged to the prison floor administrator, not the prison guard. The guy looked very arrogant, looked at Gao Liquan with a sarcastic and indifferent look, and walked directly into the room.

There are no doctors in Songcheng Prison. There are only medical personnel here every year at a fixed time to conduct physical examinations on everyone. If there is a problem with the physical condition of the jailer, a cruise plane will arrive in a short time and take the patient away. If the prisoner is sick, the treatment method is the same. In this regard, there is indeed no need to equip the prison with a doctor. However, the purpose of this is obvious: Songcheng Prison is independent and closed, and even if there is any problem, it can be cut off from the outside world as soon as possible. Of course, it can also be regarded as a large garbage dump specifically for discarding waste. In short, how to use it depends entirely on the mood of the superior.

When the people outside walked in, the handyman came to Hawks' window, lowered his body, and checked his breathing. The guards paid close attention to Gao Liquan and found that he was standing still and acting very tame. Then, the guards lost their guards and focused their attention on Hawks who were half dead. In their opinion, this was the real focus.

Gao Liquan showed a calm expression.

The opportunity he had been waiting for finally came.

Just as the last guard turned his head and went to see Hawks lying on the bed, Gao Liquan started quickly at an astonishing speed. He walked through the cell in one step, waved the fork in his hand, and the sharp blade crossed a silver trajectory in the air, easily cutting the throat of the armed guard who was closest to him. He was caught off guard, and blood splashed in the dark room like a fountain. Before the eyes widened, his hands covered his throat tightly.

The guy lay down completely. Gao Liquan had already gone from going around to the side of another guard, raised his knees, slammed his waist, and then swung his fist to the other person's temple. The poor guard was pushed by this huge force, rolling in the air and hitting the wall. Before he could land, Gao Liquan had bent his arm and strangled the already frightened handyman's neck from behind. The tip of the fork held in his right hand firmly pressed against the edge of the other person's right eye.

This series of movements was too fast. Gao Liquan kept observing the daily activities of the guards. He knew that three armed guards and a handyman would walk into the cell, and simulate the direction of each person's movement and the angle of standing in his mind countless times. When lying in bed at night, Gao Liquan practiced this series of movements countless times in his mind. When he was in the gym, the sandbag was his best simulated object. Of course, outsiders could not see the truth. They just thought that Gao Liquan was a fool, venting his strength and energy on the sandbag without any sense.

As for the third guard, he kept stunned, and his right hand was tightly covered with the pistol hood on the belt, obviously shocked by this sudden change.

"You'd better stand there honestly. If you dare to move around, he will be dead!"

Gao Liquan roared in a low voice, threatening the coward who had already been frightened. He had carefully observed that this young guard with brown hair was the weakest of all armed guards. They changed shifts on average every two weeks. Gao Liquan had been waiting patiently for this guy to be on duty. This guy was obviously easier to deal with than other guards with violent personalities.

The young guard's face turned pale, his eyes swept over his companion's body, his face full of fear. He asked tremblingly, "How can you do this? What do you want to do?"

"I'm going up."

Gao Liquan calmly told the other party: "I want you to take me to the top."

The young Brown Fa guard was shocked and his face turned pale: "You, are you going to escape from prison?"

"You'd better do what I said. Otherwise, your trouble will be greater than it is now. And, more people will die because of this."

Gao Liquan warned him, and tightened the handyman's arms at the same time. The guy immediately shouted loudly in pain, but was strangled by Gao Liquan again, his eyes suddenly popped out, and he was almost suffocated to death.

"You, you can't go anywhere."

The young guard finally plucked up the courage to turn the predicament with his own strength. He stared at Gao Liquan, and his body suddenly flashed in the side direction, trying to launch an attack from that direction. However, Gao Liquan also rotated in his direction of movement, dragging the strangled handyman, so that the guard always stood in his sight.

"I said you are not allowed to move! You are testing my patience, you damn idiot!"

Gao Liquan roared, gritted his teeth, and directly inserted the sharp fork into the handyman's right eye. The prisoner screamed briefly, and his body softened. This movement was very cruel, and a lot of blood and liquid splashed on Gao Liquan. He was unmoved at all, and still increased the strength of his hands. The fork stabbed deeper, and as the direction of his fingers continued to rotate, it directly pierced the membrane in the prisoner's skull, inserted it into his brain, and stirred everything up.

Gao Liquan threw the prisoner who had already turned into a corpse in his hand over, and the young guard could only subconsciously reach out to catch it. When he let go of his arm, unbuttoned the holster, and successfully pulled out the pistol, and wanted to raise it to aim, Gao Liquan had already spread over and grabbed his wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction. He was very skilled in this set of grappling movements, and the guard's forearm bones suddenly made a crisp breaking sound. He screamed, letting Gao Liquan snatch the pistol, but he swayed his body and fell down. When he was waiting to raise his head, he saw the black muzzle pointing at the middle of his eyebrows.

"Don't move!"

With the gun firmly aimed at the guard's eyebrows, Gao Liquan warned again: "This is the second time I said the same thing to you. I hate that kind of self-righteous guy. You have also seen that someone has paid the price for it. If you hope, I don't mind you continuing to try. Anyway, I have killed more than one person."

This sentence made the young guards shudder. There were three corpses lying in front of him. Another one was a prisoner who was beaten to death in the gym. This incident was caused by armed guards. It was a great response. It was not difficult to shoot a person with a gun, but it would be completely different to beat a person to death with a fist. The unlucky guy almost had his entire head smashed and his neck was shattered. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, no one would believe that this was done by an ordinary person.

After a brief stalemate, the timid young guard chose to surrender.

"What do you want me to do?"

This was almost the same as Gao Liquan had expected in advance. His heart, which was raised high, slowly fell down. While exhaling a breath of turbid air, he said calmly: "Put down your weapons, everything, everything!"
Chapter completed!