Riots across Europe and the United States have become increasingly intense.
In America, Michigan.
In an inconspicuous prison city, it appears to be a prison run by a private company, but in fact, it is a secret base that hides from others.
Of course, due to the Homo sapiens company's pervasive insect infiltration and other intelligence methods, the Council of the City on the Hill abandoned this already exposed base.
However, although this base has been exposed, there are still many things left over from the experiments conducted back then.
For example, the person currently being held in cell 1003 underground in Gray Lake Prison.
On the bed, Adam hugged his knees and looked blankly at the poster on the wall. There was a tattoo on his wrist.
The tattoo content is: 58037.
Suddenly his face became extremely ferocious, and then a hint of madness appeared in his bloodshot pupils. Adam bit his fingernails hard and broke them into pieces.
"Hey hey hey... so comfortable!"
The stinging pain made him crazier, but the more painful his body was, the better Adam felt.
The surveillance camera in the cell showed his madness completely, but the security personnel in the surveillance room had long been accustomed to the madness of this failed product.
Half an hour later, Adam's finger was missing again, and he only had six fingers left.
Then he lay on the bed, letting the blood flow from the broken finger, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was reminiscing about the happiness just now.
Suddenly he did a sit-up and directly touched the plastic water cup on the bedside table, hitting the surveillance camera on the ceiling.
the other side.
In the monitoring room, security captain Darez saw the surveillance screen go black, and a trace of anger appeared on his face: "You bastard! Jack, follow me!"
Big-backed Jack had a bad smile on his face: "Tou, do you want to try this?"
As he spoke, he shook the beer bottle in his hand.
"Haha, whatever you want." Dales picked up the electric baton and walked out the door.
Jack picked up a bag of "repair tools", such as candles, lubricants, wrenches, electric hand drills, two beer bottles, and a medical box.
The two people left the monitoring room one after another, and only another big fat man was left in the monitoring room. When he saw the two people leaving, he directly turned off the recording system in cell 1003 to avoid hearing some soul-polluting sounds.
The big fat man took potato chips and ice cubes from the refrigerator, then opened his laptop to watch SpongeBob SquarePants. As for other surveillance images, he almost vomited from looking at them.
Ten minutes later, Dales and Jack, who opened the iron doors one after another, finally arrived at the door of cell 1003.
Jack's face was flushed with impatience, and he quickly took out the key and opened the iron door of the cell.
As soon as he opened the door, Jack saw a dazed figure in the bathroom glass and the sound of shower water.
Jack eagerly walked to the bathroom: "Hey, so you're ready? Adam!"
Dales, who was following closely behind, was about to close the iron door.
Suddenly, a bloody hand appeared from behind the iron door.
"no!"
Pfft! The fingernails on the remaining index and middle fingers on that palm had been worn very sharply. With lightning speed, the fingers penetrated directly into Dales' eyes, crushing his eyeballs violently.
"Ahhh..." Dales grabbed his hands wildly.
"What..." Jack, who was running to the bathroom impatiently, was startled. Just as he was about to turn around, he was kicked hard on the back of his knee.
In an instant, he knelt down directly towards the bathroom, and his knee hit the cold cement floor. The pain made him grin and said, "Ahh..."
The next second, his hair was grabbed by Adam from behind.
Bang bang bang! Jack's pupils shrank sharply, and his face was hit hard on the tempered glass door of the bathroom. Three consecutive violent impacts caused Jack's head to bleed, and his whole body to see stars.
Adam's ears could already hear Dales, who had been stabbed and blinded in the back, unhooking his holster.
He made a sliding tackle sideways, knocking down the scrambling Dales.
"Fake Squid! I'm going to kill you..." Dales, who was scratching his head on the ground, once again reached for the holster on his waist.
But how could Adam give him a chance?
He stood up suddenly, jumped, and knelt directly on Dales' chest with his knees.
Click!
"Ah...ahem..." A large piece of Darles' ribs on his chest was broken, and the broken ribs were inserted into his lungs and heart, and then he struggled wildly with his hands for more than ten seconds.
Adam did not watch the dead man's last struggle, but directly snatched the opponent's revolver and picked up the electric baton.
Close the door.
Looking at the unconscious Jack, he took out his belt and shoelaces and tied up his hands and feet.
Opening the medical kit that Jack brought, he first disinfected himself and applied medicine, and then bandaged his palms.
Then he ate the chocolate found on both men.
At this time, Jack also woke up from his coma, and then he saw Dales lying motionless on the ground, and Adam staring at him with a smile. Jack was horrified, but his mouth was blocked with a towel, so he could only say:
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
"Jack! Do you know? How long have I been waiting for this day? Hehehehe...hahaha..." The madness in Adam's eyes became more wanton and violent.
In Jack's horrified eyes, he was stripped naked by Adam and then tied up in the bathroom.
Adam took out the scalpel from the medical kit and cut open Jack's wrist and heel. Dark red blood gushed out crazily.
Jack watched helplessly as his blood flowed out, and his body became weaker and colder.
"Watch yourself dying little by little and enjoy your last moments!"
Adam changed into Jack's clothes, then brought two pistols and 80 rounds of ammunition, as well as the key to the prison.
After putting on the big-brimmed hat, he tidied up his appearance in front of the bathroom mirror: "Goodbye! Jack!"
Jack, who was already dying, looked at the other party with pleading eyes, hoping that the other party could let him live.
However, Adam ignored him and looked at his watch.
"There's still an hour and a half..."
Usually Dales and Jack tortured him in the cell for about an hour and a half.
This is a rule and experience summarized through dozens of nightmare experiences.
'There is another person in the monitoring room...'
While thinking rapidly, he opened the cell door, closed it again, lowered his head and walked quickly towards the monitoring room.
Along the way, his ears used their super hearing to their full potential, accurately avoiding the locations where they encountered other security personnel.
It only took him 12 minutes to arrive at the door of the monitoring room.
Gently opening the door, he saw the fat man watching Spongebob, who had his back to the door.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a bloodthirsty madness surged into his heart.
Pushing the door open quietly, then closing it slowly.
In the midst of the lightning flash, he took out the electric baton and inserted it directly into the big fat man's mouth.
Crackling...
Wuwuwu... The big fat man twitched crazily, and then he collapsed on the sofa with his eyes rolled white.
After Adam calmed down, he quickly pulled out the electric baton and broke the big fat man's neck. Then he quickly ate the food in the refrigerator to replenish his lost energy.
At the same time, he was still checking the information in the monitoring room.
Includes a layout of the prison, rosters and weapons, as well as those held in other cells.
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