Zhang Tuohai fell into a black vortex, surrounded by pictures, some were technological cities, some were rural scenery, some were eerie and cold prison cells, some were sunny holiday villas, some were modern battlefields filled with artillery fire, and some were swords and guns.
The ancient battlefields of parallel development...
Scenes flow around one by one.
In front of him, Zhi Ye's black silhouette was standing not far away.
"Those around you are optional plot scenes. It's easy to get the power in my hands. As long as you can come in front of me in the plot world, then I will hand over all the power in my hands to you."<
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Zhiye said while tossing the authority in his hand.
"Of course, if you are afraid, you can leave directly, or I can hand over the authority to you, but you must leave Sister Tou forever."
Zhiye said coldly.
"Huh?" Hearing Zhi Ye's words, Zhang Tuohai was slightly startled. He felt that things seemed to be developing in a subtle direction. Zhi Ye seemed to have a lot of objections to him and Lilith standing together.
Could it be that the stepdaughter has a natural resistance to her stepfather?
"How's it going? Have you made your choice?" Zhiye urged, obviously impatient.
"Lilith is my daughter, and I will never abandon her, so how should I choose the scene?"
Zhang Tuohai asked lazily.
"Are you sure?" There was a hint of disbelief in Zhiye's tone. In her eyes, Zhang Tuohai was just a coward hiding behind the elder sister's head. How could he dare to face such a challenge?
"You may not know that in this kind of world, there is no chance of resurrection. If you die, you will die in reality too!"
"So what? Do you think what I have experienced before is simpler than these? I will never give up on Lilith. Can you tell me how to choose the scene now?"
Zhang Tuohai asked.
Seeing Zhang Tuohai's confident look, Zhiye was a little angry.
"You have successfully angered me. I will let you know the consequences of offending me. Now, you have no choice. Go to this world!"
Zhiye said, and with a wave of his hand, a scene suddenly appeared at Zhang Tuohai's feet, and a black vortex appeared, swallowing Zhang Tuohai completely.
Zhang Tuohai felt dizzy for a while. When he recovered, he was shocked to find that he was squatting in a cell. He was wearing an orange prison uniform and had shackles on his hands and feet. He looked like a serious criminal.
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"Prisoner? This status is not very good."
Zhang Tuohai looked at the scene around him. At this time, he was staying in a cell, surrounded by cement walls without even whitewash.
He was sitting on an iron bed that was welded to the ground, with a dirty and worn blanket spread under him. In the corner was a stainless steel toilet, with half a roll of toilet paper on the water tank, and nothing else.
No.
Above the water tank is a small ventilation window, only thirty centimeters wide, with two thumb-thick iron bars installed on it. In the remaining space, only mice can freely enter and exit.
At this moment, a ping-ping-pong-pong sound sounded.
Zhang Tuohai turned around and saw that the entire wall at the end of the bed was a full-metal sliding door. A prison guard was knocking on the iron bars of the cell door with a riot baton.
"On the 341st, the warden asked you whether you want to participate in the death racing rally. This is your last chance. If you don't want to participate, tomorrow morning will be the date of execution."
"Do I still have a choice?" Zhang Tuohai secretly complained, isn't this just forcing him to participate? If he doesn't participate, he really won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.
I can’t have breakfast either.
"You are still stubborn, then I will tell the warden to prepare for the death penalty."
Seeing that Zhang Tuohai did not respond, the prison guard thought that Zhang Tuohai was still ready to refuse, so he turned around and left.
"Okay, I agree." Zhang Tuohai said helplessly.
"Huh?" The prison guard was stunned and turned to look at Zhang Tuohai in disbelief, "What did you say?"
"I still have unfinished business, so I can't die tomorrow."
Zhang Tuohai said calmly.
The prison guard looked at Zhang Tuohai in disbelief, looked up and down, and then nodded: "Okay, I will tell the warden your answer and give you a piece of advice. Take advantage of this time to enjoy it."
, the existence of death is actually a kind of relief."
After saying that, the prison guard turned and left.
"What the hell kind of start is this? I was thrown into prison right from the beginning. It's really difficult. I have to find a way to get out."
While Zhang Tuohai was thinking about it, a memory emerged in his mind, which was his identity.
In my memory, he was a supermarket delivery boy. In order to deliver goods quickly, he developed good driving skills. Recently, he was considering quitting his delivery job to find a professional team.
The prison he was in was a private prison that had been losing money for years. With his ingenuity, he organized a death racing competition and miraculously won the ratings championship. With the generous advertising revenue, he turned losses into profits and made a lot of money.
Bo Man.
The warden saw the business opportunities in this and began to hold death races one after another.
I made a lot of money, but due to the high mortality rate, there were fewer and fewer excellent drivers.
In order to gain profits, they began to search for people with excellent driving skills in society, and designed to put them in prison and force them to participate in death racing.
And Zhang Tuohai’s identity is that of the unlucky guy who was sent to prison by design.
"Damn capital, as expected, greed and filth permeate every pore."
Zhang Tuohai lowered his head and cursed.
At this time, there was a sound of leather shoes.
The warden in uniform came over. The warden was a typical red-necked man, tall and strong, with a scar on his face. It was said that he was injured while serving overseas.
According to the memory of his identity, the warden has a very bad temper. He will punch and kick the prisoners if they are not satisfied at all, and sometimes use instruments.
It is said that there is a torture room dedicated to him in the prison, and no prisoner who goes in can come out standing.
According to statistics, the number of prisoners who died at the hands of the warden is as high as double digits. Because of his cruel methods, the prisoners secretly called him the Bloody Butcher.
"I heard you agreed?" The warden looked Zhang Tuohai up and down through the cell door.
"That's right. After all, if you don't agree, you will die. Normal people know how to choose." Zhang Tuohai said helplessly.
"According to the rules, the prison can meet your few requirements that are not excessive. What do you want? Money? Food? Or women? Or men. As long as it is what you want, we can get it for you, as long as you can
As long as you survive, these will always be yours."
