Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

The three thousand year sentence shocked the indigenous people.

I can only say that he is worthy of being Jiang Shenzi. Even his sentence is several thousand years longer than others.

Jiang Yuan was very calm: "It's okay, it's okay. Three thousand years is enough time for me to turn this prison into a hornet's nest."

Yizhihua: "A hornet's nest...? No no no, brother, this prison was built with 30 meters of molten steel underneath. You can't dig it out."

"But, with your ability, it's not impossible for you to get out of here. In recent years, a new welfare policy has been introduced that is quite suitable for you."

Jiang Yuan praised: "This prison is great, it offers both promotion and welfare."

"That's right, otherwise it wouldn't be called the number one prison."

Yizhihua finished laughing and continued, "Brother, you used to be an executive officer, so you should have heard of the Hound Project, right?"

"Project Hound?"

It sounded somewhat familiar. Jiang Yuan searched his memory and quickly remembered it.

"It's the one where a few unscrupulous senior officials in the Ministry of Security proposed to let death row inmates and life imprisoned prisoners enter the game as dogs for the executioners, risking their lives to test the route in exchange for a chance of commutation of sentence. It's the Hound Plan?"

"Exactly!"

"Isn't it because it's too inhumane that it has never been passed?"

"Oh, that's what we said to the public. In fact, this plan started several years ago, but we didn't make it public for fear of being scolded. In addition, the executive officer can only use the hounds when encountering a difficult critical or extinction-level situation."

"No wonder..."

Instead of sentencing me to death, they sentenced me to three thousand years in prison. Do they want me to be a good servant of the Ministry of Security?

Jiang Yuan suddenly realized, thought about it, and asked directly: "How many years does it take to reduce the level of extinction?"

"Hey, you are worthy of being my brother. You want to wipe out the level right from the start." Yizhihua rubbed his hands excitedly:

"The sentence you get reduced by level annihilation is about 30-50 years. The security department will comprehensively calculate your contribution in the game."

Jiang Yuan spread out his ten fingers and counted: "In other words, if I want to reduce my sentence of three thousand years, I have to help the Ministry of Security eliminate 60 families at the earliest."

Yizhihua: "I heard from some old brothers that although there are no reports outside, there are actually quite a lot of family annihilations nowadays. In the past, it was rare to see one in ten years, but in recent years, there has only been one, and sometimes two or three a year."

"That would have taken at least several decades."

Jiang Yuan fell back and collapsed on the new bed. He looked at the pale ceiling, made a reverse cross with his hands in the air, and began to pray.

Yizhihua was confused: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yuan: "Pray to the evil god to develop more extinction-level skills to help me escape from this predicament as soon as possible."

A flower: ...

*

On the first day in prison, the prisoners were awakened by the sound of the radio before the roosters crowed.

After wearing plain blue prison uniforms, the prisoners tidied their rooms, took roll call, and ate breakfast under the supervision of the guards, and then went to the factory for labor reform.

During this period, apart from Jiang Yuan's infamous face causing a commotion, nothing special happened.

The prisoners in Area A where Jiang Yuan is located are mainly responsible for making something called [Gao Wan].

As the name suggests, you just stick a string of pink and blue ribbons on a ball in the shape of a smiling pig, then add a pair of hands, and you're done.

No one knows what this thing is used for, but just do it.

Under Yizhihua's guidance, Jiang Yuan quickly learned how to make Gaowan.

After an orderly lunch, it was afternoon, the prisoners' favorite time for exercise.

The only difference is that the exercise time here is a little different from that in other prisons. There is a training ground reserved for prisoners who want to be hunting dogs, so it is also called dog walking time.

The dog walking spot is on a large lawn surrounded by a fifteen-meter-high wall.

There are two rows of tight electric fences on the wall. In the middle of the grass, there is a simple 8m x 8m cement arena. There is no fence around it, so people can just go up and fight.

Various training equipment are placed around the ring. Many prisoners have already started training, and there are many people waiting in line.

In short, the training atmosphere here is much better than that in the city’s gym.

When Jiang Yuan and Yizhihua went over, a group of prisoners were fighting on the stage. There were a lot of blood spots on the concrete floor. The other prisoners were cheering on the side, watching with great interest, and they were all eager to try.

"As you can see, being a hound is not an easy task."

Yizhihua pointed at the two people fighting on the stage and enthusiastically introduced them to her new roommate.

"They work so hard just to get the appreciation of the officers off the field so that they can have the opportunity to go out and be hunting dogs."

Jiang Yuan followed Yizhihua's line of sight and saw quite a few people in plain clothes or executive uniforms standing high on the wall, coldly watching the fight on the stage, commenting on each other and occasionally writing something down with paper and pen.

Jiang Yuan pretended to ask casually: "Does the executive officer of the first team come here regularly?"

"What are they here for? Those perverts can play games as easily as drinking water. They don't need hounds at all." Yizhihua laughed heartily, thinking that Jiang Yuan was ignorant and underestimated the strength of the first team.

"Since the implementation of this benefit, I haven't seen a team of people coming."

"Oh..." Jiang Yuan touched his chin, thoughtfully.

"But since we're roommates, I'll tell you something in secret. Being a hound carries a high risk of death. The executive officers are so bad that they don't care about the hounds' lives. But if we really have to go out, everyone likes to go with the second team."

Team Two, isn't that Jiang Yixing's team? Jiang Yuan thought.

"As you know, the captain of the second team is the minister's own son. He is not very strong, but he has all the equipment and is generous. As long as you serve him well, it will be a matter of minutes to reduce his sentence."

"Last time, someone followed Team Two to a critical level, and when he came back, his sentence was reduced by thirty-five years, and he was released from prison the next day."

Jiang Yuan: "That's good."

Yizhihua: "That would be awesome! I want to go too!"

On the ring, the prisoners who were fighting each other had been replaced by several groups. The ring was covered with blood, and several thin prisoners were cleaning the blood with mops.

Jiang Yuan was walking on the grass when a few people came towards him. He tried to avoid them, but the other party suddenly moved and deliberately bumped into him.

It's obviously someone with bad intentions.

These were three bald men who looked exactly the same. They were tall and strong, a head taller than Jiang Yuan, with muscles all over their bodies that filled up the largest prison uniforms. Their chests were about to burst out, and their droopy faces showed that they were not to be messed with.

Yizhihua whispered in Jiang Yuan's ear, "They are the three brothers of the Xiong family, Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and Xiong San. They are the most popular hounds in the Western Prison, nicknamed the three-headed dog of hell. They went out some time ago and passed through a door that destroyed the family. They will be released after going out again."

"I see..." It sounds like he has some strength. Jiang Yuan has a good idea of ​​what he is doing, and said to a flower:

"Thank you, my commentator."

Yizhihua said modestly: "You're welcome."

"Hey, look who this is!" The leader, Xiong Da, shouted at the top of his voice.

"Isn't this the legendary Jiang Da Shenzi? Haha, what brings you here?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years. How come your hair has become so white? You look like an old man!"

Their eyes are full of gazes towards the weak, and can even be described as vulgar.

Jiang Yuan ignored the three people's ridicule and ill intentions and asked politely, "Do we know each other?"

"Jiang Yuan!? Have you forgotten about us!?"

"You were the one who locked us up in the first place! Do you know how many years we have been waiting for you to get your comeuppance?"

"I heard that you were sent here because of your dead mother. How pitiful you are, silly child. You must be missing your mother, hahahaha..."

Before the bald man could finish laughing, a blue sky appeared in front of him, and then the world started spinning. The next second, the mighty man fell on his head and was stepped into the grass by the white-haired man. The tip of the black cloth shoe stuck into his mouth, which was bitter and rough, and almost choked Xiong Da to death on the spot.

“!!!%￥#%￥@#!!!”

"Sorry, I usually can't remember the names of trash."

Jiang Yuan mocked politely, his eyes darkened, and then said:

"Also, you guys use other people's mothers to insult people. Don't you three celebrate Mother's Day?"

The two bears who hadn't been beaten yet were so angry that they shouted, "F**K Jiang Yuan!!!"

"Let our big brother go!!!"

People around the stands noticed the commotion and gathered around, starting to make a fuss to watch the fun.

"Fight! Fight!!!"

"What the hell! Xiong Er, Xiong San, are you just going to watch your brother get beaten?!"

"Hey! What are you doing over there! If you want to fight, go to the ring and don't mess around down there!" Prison guards armed with guns ran over to the wall.

"Oh no, the prison guards are here." Yizhihua advised, "Stop walking quickly, or you'll be locked up in a small dark room."

Jiang Yuan was not afraid of the small dark room. He was thinking about whether he should kick the three bears onto the ring and peel off their skins to inform other prisoners that things had changed in the prison.

Just then, there was a noise coming from the gate of the wall.

"Clang-----"

A pair of people wearing shiny black leather boots kicked open the large iron gate under the wall, and a group of people in standard executive uniforms filed in and broke into the hound training ground.

The chaos in the center of the field came to an abrupt end. All the prisoners looked over and dared not make any more loud noises.

"Look, it's the executive officer coming to pick someone up."

“So many people came this time…”

"The battle is quite big."

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows. When he heard the word "executive", the first thing he thought of was a certain Xiao Yu'er. But when he turned around, he saw another famous face.

Xiong San looked at the person who came and stammered, "Jiang...Mr. Jiang, why are you here?"

Xiong Er: "A new mission so soon?"

Even Xiong Da, who was still eating Jiang Yuan's cloth shoes, said excitedly: "!@#￥@￥#!￥￥￥....."

Three parts seeking for help and seven parts flattery. It seems that he wants to take advantage of the power of Master Jiang and let Master Jiang vent his anger on him.

The three-headed hellhound changed from its previous ferocious state and became as fawning as three teddy bears seeing their master. It wanted to directly pull up Jiang Yixing's trouser legs, and it was unbearable to look at it.

However, Jiang Yixing did not come to look for them this time. Instead, he stood in front of Jiang Yuan, with unruly red hair under the brim of his black hat, and ordered like calling a dog:

"You, come with me."

He didn't even bother to call out his name.

Jiang Yuan finally understood that all this was a conspiracy by the Jiang father and son.

Jiang Jian had just put Jiang Yuan in jail, and this stupid son came to take him away right after. His purpose was obvious.

Master Jiang wanted Jiang Yuan, his cheap apprentice, to add luster to his son's career resume.

What does he want to do?

Are you still planning to support this loser to become the minister? Jiang Yuan thought.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't move, Jiang Yixing raised his head and folded his hands, his nose facing the sky, and continued arrogantly:

"Jiang Yuan! Don't be shameless. You have only one choice now: be my dog ​​and please me, or you will spend the rest of your life in jail!"

He still remembered how Jiang Yuan locked him in the car last time and made him hold his urine for a whole day. On the way here, he thought of hundreds of ways to torture this prisoner.

"You can ask me to serve you."

The white-haired man curled his lips slightly, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, looked at the defeated opponent, raised his head and pointed to the ring next to him, and said wantonly:

"Show me your ability and fight me. If you win, I will recognize you as my master."