Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

There is no doubt that Zhang Dianyu chose the second option.

After the engineering team returns to the prison, a new dormitory for 100 people can be built on the newly purchased land within two days.The detention cell used to temporarily accommodate these 100 new prisoners is useless.

Zhang Dianyu wanted to change it back to the restaurant, but now he has overturned this plan.

He plans to convert the temporary detention cell into a large public toilet, set a one-hour use time before lunch every day, and prohibit entry and exit during the rest of the day.

This way no one will dig tunnels to escape from prison.

Zhang Dianyu was very satisfied.

The prisoners who didn't know the fate of future excretion happily enjoyed the lunch that had returned to the middle level in the cafeteria, and the sound of the spoon touching the plate was endless.

Zhang Dianyu patrolled among the prisoners.

No matter where he goes, he will be silent for an instant.Zhang Dianyu smiled, randomly selected a lucky prisoner, and patted him on the shoulder affectionately.

"How does the smoked sausage taste?"

The prisoner seemed to be choking on the food, and nodded tremblingly: "Very...very good."

"Well, eat more if it's delicious," Zhang Dianyu said.

Because in two days you may not want to eat more.

Zhang Dianyu met the prisoner's gaze, smiled and touched his tie, his expression full of joy.

The prisoner's hands trembled a little, and when Zhang Dianyu left the restaurant, he heard the sound of a large spoon falling.

After returning to the office, Zhang Dianyu first clicked on the small map in the game panel to check the status of the clown.

The map shows that the Pixel Joker is falling asleep, locked in the iron door of the cell.

Zhang Dianyu is satisfied with this.

He glanced at the next batch of prisoners on the to-do list to receive reminders.

Since the prison has already accommodated more than two hundred people, he does not plan to increase the capacity, so only one transfer prisoner will arrive next Tuesday.

The high-standard cell of the morgue has been replaced with a normal cell door, and the next transfer prisoner will still have the opportunity to live here, provided that he does not like to mess with the clown and the original Hydra cannon fodder.

But at this moment, Zhang Dianyu found a problem.

As with the previous two transfers of prisoners, under the number of prisoners received, there is an additional task.

*Build a 4x6 single cell for transferring prisoners 0/1

Zhang Dianyu was shocked.

It's really getting harder and harder to serve the transferred prisoners now. Why is this cell one size bigger than others?

Zhang Dianyu fell into deep thought, presumably this prisoner is not an ordinary person, and I am afraid it is another difficult thorn.

He sighed secretly.The total assets of the prison has taken a rare leap, and I am afraid that it will drop sharply after the arrival of the prisoner.

I don't know who this is who has special requirements for the cell area.

It was useless to think too much, Zhang Dianyu re-planned a reconstruction plan, and also made a sketch of another dormitory. Only when the engineering team came back, construction could begin.

With that said, two days have passed. The holiday villa on Mr. Wayne's side should be almost finished, right?

Zhang Dianyu doubts whether Batman secretly dissected and studied his pixel villain.But when he opened the employee panel to check the status of the workers, he found that not only was there no villain who was dead or injured, but no one showed fatigue.

Anyway, the money is paid on a daily basis. As long as the engineering team is okay, Zhang Dianyu doesn't mind their staying with Wayne for a few more days.

At the meeting that night, Stark was the first to announce that he had solved the prison escape problem-as long as the defense was strengthened, the situation of running 60 or 70 prisoners at a time should not appear in the future.

After all, I have never heard of any prison where dozens of people are escaped at a time, and there is no such scale for college students to skip classes.

The best part is that there are several jailbreaks almost every month.

Is this a hotel?

Fury pondered for a moment, his expression serious: "Stark, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."

Stark also agreed: "But Mr. Warden has already stated that he will deal with this issue-and the identity of those prisoners is a mystery. Even S.H.I.E.L.D. cannot find out the information of prisoners who have escaped, right? Xia, how did the prison staff you lied to study?"

"There is a legitimate contract between me and the warden." The person on the light screen, dressed in a dark Batman armor, seemed to be going to the night watch after the meeting.

Stark sitting leisurely on the sofa shrugged, while Fury on the other light screen was still expressionless, with his hands behind him, standing like a soldier, and the scene behind him couldn’t tell where he was. .

"From the analysis of infrared spectrum, those engineers are all humans. The scan results show that the power and speed are higher than ordinary humans. They should be some kind of primary superhuman mutant humans." Batman said slowly, "But... these The difference between workers and normal people is also obvious." He said that he was silent.Stark and Fury in the light screen looked at each other and asked, "What is the difference?"

"It is difficult for them to communicate with people normally, and they often repeat the same sentence." Batman said solemnly. "And as far as I know, the employees in the prison have no fixed rest time-I suspect they are some kind of biotechnology. product."

The expressions of the three people gradually became serious.

I have to say that each of them has some old friends who disrespect life ethics and morality, trying to play God with their own power.

The most important thing is that it has almost never succeeded, and many monsters have been created as a result.

If the employees are all reformers under the control of the warden—even the lives created by certain technical means, it is very worthy of attention.

In the end, it was Fury who interrupted the solemn atmosphere: "S.H.I.E.L.D. has received news that next Tuesday will transfer a prisoner from Lifang Prison to that prison overnight — you know, Lifang is specially used to detain people who have received gamma. Prisons that irradiate criminals."

Stark frowned: "I have also received this news, but I don't think that person is dangerous enough to be in jail."

"Stark, maybe it's a good thing for him."

The engineering team returned to the prison the next day, and Wayne’s engineering funds quickly arrived. Stark Industries also delivered two vehicles of riot vests as scheduled.

Now that the other party has fulfilled the contract, Zhang Dianyu will of course also follow the agreement between the two parties and prepare to reduce the rate of escape.

The engineering team spent the night building the new dormitory, so early the next morning, the guards sent the new prisoners who had nowhere to be temporarily placed in detention cells into the new dormitory according to regulations.

The prisoners discovered the problem 15 minutes later, and they were clamoring.

The beds in the new dormitory were moved from the temporary detention cell, with a spacious shower room and patterned floors on the floor. The conditions are quite good.

There is only one problem-the dorm has no toilet.

The prisoner who was the first to discover the problem shouted loudly, and other people gradually noticed the problem.

Some prisoners were escorted by guards in handcuffs as soon as they got up. Before they had time to solve the problem of excretion every morning, they were almost unable to hold back.

Zhang Dianyu certainly considered this question.

He arranged for a few guards armed with guns to come on duty, showing off the polished shotguns, and guarding the various passages of the new dormitory with a cold face.

Soon a few prisoners who burst out of intense dissatisfaction died down, and a dark red liquid spread slowly on the ground.

Someone started sobbing.

At this time, Zhang Dianyu had arranged for the engineering team to go to the original dormitory to dismantle the toilets and installed them in detention cells that were converted into public toilets.

Riots broke out in another dormitory at this time, and several people were also sent to the morgue.

But the reaction of the two dormitories was quite different.

Although the hundreds of prisoners in the old dormitory will respond as they should according to the prison’s policy, it is usually not particularly violent.And after sending guards to suppress them, they will quickly surrender.

The residents of the new dormitory are all new prisoners who came in with the clowns. After being suppressed, they will resist in small areas, crying and yelling.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, maybe the original batch of tool people have not been upgraded, only the new AI is high.

But now he is more concerned about the construction of centralized toilets.

The efficiency of the engineering team is unquestionable, and the toilet was built before lunch.Judging from the map, the toilets are closely arranged in a quite spacious space, which can accommodate 60 people at the same time.

It is really spectacular.

Zhang Dianyu was extremely satisfied.With a toilet of this size, one hour of toileting time is more than enough, and the problem of jailbreak is solved.

Not much money yet.

An hour before lunch time, the guards first escorted all the prisoners to the cafeteria, and then announced a new policy of centralized toileting.

The prisoners felt as if they were living in a dream.

"Only one hour a day?" A thorn in the prisoner's queue yelled dissatisfiedly, "How can that be enough!"

The gun guard reacted quickly, and Zhang Dianyu, who was on the side, pressed down his barrel and signaled him to wait.

He walked slowly to the prisoner who raised the objection, looked at the bald man with a tattoo on his forehead, and asked gently, "Not enough?"

Suddenly the other party gaped and looked at him blankly.

Zhang Dianyu smiled suddenly: "So is the whole day enough?"

Prisoner: "..." He seemed to have a bad feeling.

Zhang Dianyu snapped his fingers with his back to the guard, and stared gently at the person in front of him: "Call the engineering team to add a cell in the middle of the toilet, and this..." He glanced at the prisoner's message, "This 303025 is transferred to this cell."

The prisoner's face was a little green.

Zhang Dianyu smiled and patted the other's collar: "Is that enough?"

The prisoner opened his mouth, but he was afraid that saying the wrong words would lead to a more terrible encounter, and finally made no sound.

Soon all the prisoners silently accepted this arrangement, especially the prisoners in the new dormitory, which were faster than the original prisoners.

It seems to be more intelligent, Zhang Dianyu thought.

In the afternoon, someone unexpectedly visited the prison.

Zhang Dianyu almost forgot about it. When he received an uneasy report from Peter that there was a Planet Daily reporter named Clark Kent at the door hoping to interview Mr. Warden, he suddenly remembered Mr. Wayne some time ago. Hint.

Zhang Dianyu, who had just upgraded the prison, expressed his willingness to be interviewed very happily.

Although I don't know whether the superpower restricted zone of the prison has any influence on this alien, Zhang Dianyu feels that this will definitely be a good opportunity.

Since it is a follow-up task of Wayne's visit, it must also bring good benefits.

For example, reports on democratic and harmonious prisons with a low prison escape rate have drawn new eyes to pave the way for the next steady stream of investment.

Zhang Dianyu felt a bright future.

But he thinks that since Superman is here, there must be some tasks to take over.

Peter went outside the gate to greet reporter Kent, and led him to the warden's office, which had been notified to him in advance.

Kent knows Peter, Spider-Man, a non-staff member of the Avengers, and has a good relationship with most of the Premier League.

Who wouldn't like a little New York neighbor who silently helps others?

Among the Avengers who have disclosed their identities, the identity of Spider-Man has not been announced, which makes Kent feel a touch of kindness.

Unlike the other avengers of various skills, Peter is completely an enthusiastic boy next door.

But today he looks frustrated.

They walked side by side on the gravel road with a good environment, and Peter pointed far to the building on his left.

"Super... Mr. Kent, Mr. Warden is in the innermost office."

The reporter helped his glasses in shock.No wonder someone told him not to reveal anything to Spider-Man-he thought it was someone's regular vigilance.

Peter scratched his hair embarrassedly, and used a change of subject to resolve the embarrassment: "Uh, Mr. Kent, let me... introduce you to the prison?"

This is not bad, the reporter nodded in agreement: "Thank you, Mr. Parker."

Peter thought for a while, and started with the activity and labor center on the west side of the prison on the left hand side: "Here is a library and classrooms, as well as a church and mail room for the prisoners to study and work. Give them extra points for their performance evaluation for applying for parole, as well as wages."

After more than a week here, he felt that the warden was not bad. Although he didn't look like a good-hearted person and his behavior was often confusing, he didn't do anything special.

However, the following introduction is still a bit difficult to beautify.

The reporter had already understood what he said, but he nodded gently and motioned for him to continue.

Peter scratched his hair and pointed to the right hand side: "Uh, on the west side of this building are the dining hall, the dining hall, and the public room for prisoners' entertainment."

It is a room, but in fact there is only a small area in the corner.There were a few chairs set up, where Harley Quinn took several prisoners into the hospital.

However, reporters have also learned about these contents.

"On the east side is the prison's collective toilet. One hour before lunch every day is the time for prisoners to use the toilet. The facilities here are not allowed during the rest of the day."

Reporter Kent: "...?"

Peter looked around, lowered his voice and moved closer: "This transformation only happened this morning. I haven't had time to report."

Kent was a little shocked, and lowered his voice: "Peter, you shouldn't say this publicly."

"Don't worry," Peter was confident, "the warden has no money to install a bug in the courtyard."

There are more question marks on reporter Kent's face.

Peter continued: "Behind the restaurant is the courtyard, where the prisoners are released, uh..." At this time, more than two hundred prisoners were forced to crowd in the small courtyard. Is there a ghost full of hormones called far away? Coming from afar.

The grounds of the prison were obviously less tense, but the warden seemed to have forgotten about it.

Peter hurriedly changed the subject: "On the south side and behind the cafeteria are dormitories for prisoners. Each dormitory can accommodate 100 people. In the middle are the morgue and infirmary. The warden has repaired it several times. The clown was locked in at the beginning. There."

Kent: "In the infirmary?"

The infirmary seems a bit easy for the clown to escape?

Peter: "...No, locked in the morgue."

Kent: "..."

Peter didn't expect that he didn't know about it, so he changed the subject: "The building on the westernmost side is the newly built mental ward in the prison, where the clown is now being held."

Kent nodded subconsciously, as if still immersed in the topic just now.

Peter: "..."

It's not that he couldn't understand. When he first saw the confusing behavior of the warden, he had also been frightened.Even the well-informed Mr. Wayne has been silent before the newly constructed concrete wall.

"Mr. Kent, please go this way." The two walked to the office building. Peter suppressed the excitement of seeing an acquaintance, and politely led the reporter.

Peter took Kent into the office and met Mr. Warden, who was sitting behind his desk, meditating.

Peter is not surprised at such a situation.The warden would often fall into contemplation alone, staring at a place in the air, as if there was something worth studying in front of him.

Zhang Dianyu recovered and saw the people walking in.

The black-haired reporter had a faint smile on his face, and the blue eyes behind the glasses were as clear as the sky, looking reliable and gentle.

He walked around the desk and shook his hand with the other person, and motioned to the sofa: "Mr. Kent, isn't it? Please sit down."

The reporter sat down with kindness and lied, "Mr. Warden, I recently heard that both Wayne Enterprises and Stark Industries have had business dealings with the prison. I hope to have an exclusive interview with you. Talk about whether the newly developed anti-riot vest can achieve the expected effect?"

Zhang Dianyu recalled: "The prison is very grateful to the two philanthropists for their lofty sense of social responsibility. Not only are the riot vests sponsored by Stark Industries, the two gentlemen have also taken care of prisoners in the prison to reform the prison and invested in some other charities. cause."

The reporter Ken nodded his head and took out the recording pen: "Then the warden, do you mind if I record the content of the interview?"

Zhang Dianyu made a "please" gesture.

The conversation between the two people was very pleasant, and there was basically no nutritious conversation.Two hours later, Zhang Dianyu called Peter again and asked him to take the reporter out.

After the two left, Zhang Dianyu returned to the chair and continued to fall into contemplation - in fact, he was thinking about where to put the large cell prepared for the next transfer of prisoners to the game panel.

The morgue can no longer be divided, and there is not much space left for the morgue. Now the roads for people's passage have been squeezed a lot, leaving only a narrow one.

The newly transferred prisoners do not know if they are mentally ill, and they are not suitable for direct arrangement in a mental ward.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while.For new prisoners, the prison’s policy is that they cannot be sent directly to the cell. They must be held in a detention cell for a few days before they can start their prison life.

Although the transfer of prisoners is special and not affected by this policy, it does not mean that Zhang Dianyu cannot do this.

It will cost a lot of money to transfer prisoners to reform the prison every time, and if they cannot be kept in the future, they need to be removed.

Such a waste.

It is better to just set aside a block and build a cell dedicated to the newly transferred prisoners, wait for a period of observation, and then prepare special cells for these 15,000.

Zhang Dianyu remembered the super-powered criminals that Fury had mentioned, and he was afraid that he would be sent in one after another.

However, the setting of the game is obviously focused on the construction of prisons. In order to avoid the deviation of the theme, these superpower criminals are directly suppressed, which Zhang Dianyu did not expect.

But... it seems right.

Zhang Dianyu always felt that something was wrong, but it seemed to be okay.

In short, he has nothing else to do now, as if he was born to build this prison.

But obviously, he did a good job, Zhang Dianyu thought with satisfaction.

In the remote meeting that night, two new light screens were added.

One is Mr. Journalist in the daytime, and the other is Peter, who barely found a place on the bed to set up his mobile phone, and sits on a small round stool seriously.

"I want to ask," Stark carefully observed the background on the screen. "Are you locked up in a cell at night, Peter?"

The environment where Peter was in was dim and dimly lit, and there was no arrangement. There was a simple wall lamp embedded in the white wall and no desk.

"No, no, sir..." Peter almost said his name, and then took it back in time. "Mr. Warden is still sleeping on the office sofa."

The crude conditions left everyone present in silence for a moment.

The warden's usual behavior is confusing, but he spends the night on the sofa?

That's really... even more confusing.

If Zhang Dianyu were here, he would definitely say that he didn't want to, but there was no place for him to jam the bed.

Recently, people always come to visit the office from time to time, and it's too shabby to see a bed as soon as I walk in the door.

It's worse than that pot of killing cactus.

Just then someone pushed open the secret door, and then knocked on the wall next to him: "Peter?"

Everyone on the screen: Did anyone knock on the door like this!

Peter hurriedly grabbed the phone, trying to stuff it into his trouser pocket, but accidentally fell out.

Zhang Dianyu shook his head: "Sorry, Peter... It is forbidden to use personal mobile phones in the office area."

Peter swallowed, trying to make an excuse.

"--But your room is a private area." Zhang Dianyu pointed out.

Peter heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay, Mr. Warden."

Zhang Dianyu: "Here are the resumes of guards who are going to be recruited. Please contact them."

No way, several groups of people have been lost in the prison. If no new guards are recruited, even those responsible for opening the door and escorting the prisoners will not be enough.

For a long time, Zhang Dianyu didn't want to recruit new employees, because these newcomers are different from the original pixel villains. They will be afraid and have emotions, just like a real person.

Emotionally speaking, Zhang Dianyu cares more about the original naive critics, but the death of these new employees will make him feel uncomfortable.

However, it is common for guards to die in prison.

After Zhang Dianyu left the papers, Peter lay in the crack of the door and looked out for a long time. Finally, he sneaked out the phone and set it up again.

"Gentlemen, did I miss any topic?" He looked at the screen expectantly. This was his first remote meeting.

"Almost all topics." Stark said mercilessly. "Didn't the warden leave long ago? You listened behind the crack of the door for half an hour, why are we waiting for you?"

Peter: "..."

Having said that, the feeling of failing expectations is disappointing.

"But there is one question left," Stark paused, looking in Ferry's direction.

Everyone was in the projected light screen, and the turning of their eyes could not easily determine who they were looking at, but Fury quickly understood Stark's meaning and nodded slightly.

Stark cleared his throat: "Peter, we've discussed it. The situation in prison where superpowers will be suppressed makes you an ordinary high school student, so it's not appropriate to continue undercover there."

Peter froze, and slowly lowered his eyelids.

He knew that this was something sooner or later, and it was also the reason why it had been concealed in the report-he thought it would be better if he delayed it for a few more days, and he would report to S.H.I.E.L.D.

But as an undercover agent, this is not qualified.

Peter was silent for a while, and everyone else watched him from the screen, until he raised his head again and summoned the courage to speak: "I know, it was my fault... But sir, I can't leave." His tone gradually Faster, and gradually became anxious, "If I leave the prison, then who will prove that Mr. Warden is a good person-you don't trust here, I understand, but Mr. Warden will never be brewing any conspiracy!"

Stark rolled his eyes, and Mr. Wayne on the other screen also showed disapproving eyes.

"You know, no one wants to be in jail at a disadvantage, Peter." Suddenly someone spoke, and Peter raised his head. It was Kent who had just met during the day.

"But we can't act on emotion," Kent Wensheng said. "If Mr. Warden is okay, he is everyone's ally."

He looked at the other two screens and smiled a little: "Sorry-although I'm glad the editor rejected my proposal to interview the prison, otherwise this report really doesn't know how to write it." He shook his head helplessly, "- -But as a reporter, I prefer to respect the facts."

Peter was happy: "Sir, I also want to be a reporter."

Seeing Peter who suddenly started asking reporters about his experience, Stark rolled his eyes hard.

Peter was able to stay in jail for the time being, but the next day he received a big package filled with all kinds of strange... self-defense tools?

There is also a big "scrap" label on the top of the box.

Peter: "..."

In fact, he was quite moved.

In view of the increased security consumption rate of transferring prisoners, Zhang Dianyu looked at the recruitment information by the way when planning a new transfer prisoner receiving cell and chose a few people for Peter to contact.

To be honest, the resumes of these people are quite rich.

Most of the applicants for private prison guards have a military background or have practiced some fighting skills, and they seem to be more reliable than the original ones.

The original humble pixel villains are tall, short, fat, thin, black and white, and they don't seem to be able to fight.

Even if it is equipped with a stun gun, it is often brought down by prisoners who possess the skill of a fighting expert.Not to mention the stun gun will be snatched away, and the fierce prisoner may be killed by a backstab.

Zhang Dianyu felt helpless.

He even wondered whether he would adapt them to the chef team in the future.The guard who was rushed to the kitchen to carry potatoes for protection by Zhang Dianyu for offending the clown seemed to have completely integrated into the atmosphere of the kitchen.Zhang Dianyu even found him wearing a prison guard's hat and a white chef's uniform on several occasions, tipping his spoon in front of the stove.

In this way, although the intelligence of these pixel villains is not high, it is not impossible to cultivate.

Zhang Dianyu pondered it for a while, and felt that it was not unfeasible to build a squad.

But the important thing at the moment is to arrange the transfer of new prisoners.

The clown has been sleeping under the arrangement of sedatives these days, and I don't know if he will become a fool by injecting too much.

But... it seems pretty good.

Most of the mental illness areas are still vacant. It was originally intended that after the Arkham talent market gradually moved in, the task of establishing the mental illness area could be completed by the way, so Zhang Dianyu had not taken the initiative to accept mentally ill criminals.

Therefore, it cannot be transformed into a receiving cell for transferring prisoners.

In addition, the only vacant area is between the mental illness area and the new dormitory, which is adjacent to the morgue, which is also a nice and quiet place.

Zhang Dianyu feels good.

He directly planned an 8x8 area as a cell here-ordinary employees such as lawyers and accountants, their offices are only a quarter of the size-and then set up a circle of walls outside to house guard posts .

Zhang Dianyu thought for a moment, and moved the guard tower here.

Anyway, there are not many cases of violent escapes in prisons. Basically, they are digging tunnels. Snipers blow the wind on them every day (and hold the highest salary), and there is actually nothing to do.

Zhang Dianyu simply moved the three guard towers and asked the snipers to move the prisoners' cells and the west wing of the mental ward.

Once the clown or transfer prisoners attempt to escape or cause trouble, the panicking snipers will have work.

It can even solve Zhang Dianyu's troubles once and for all.

Zhang Dianyu, who has gradually become wealthy, no longer needs to fear one or two tickets from the prison administration.

Two days later, the new guards were on duty, and the construction of the transfer prison cell was completed-the same as the luxurious cell in the morgue, it was even equipped with toilets.

Enough to make the prisoners envy.

Zhang Dianyu saw the prisoners' desire for toilets, and temporarily added a new policy-the prisoner with the highest weekly safety score can get the opportunity to live in the morgue for a week as a reward.

When the guards announced this new policy, the prisoners couldn't help showing a mixed look of horror and joy.

The newly recruited prison guards were also shocked.

This job really opened the door to a new world for them-they had never thought before that living in a morgue could be regarded as a reward.

But this is not the only place that is incredible.

The centralized toilets that are open at regular intervals are even more frightening-and the guard colleagues who seem to be hypnotized, and the warden who forces them to work 24 hours a day, make people suspect that they have come to hell.

If you can leave here alive, perhaps you should complain to the supervisory authority.

But the eyes that the warden swept over made them have to give up this idea.

Just stay alive.

At 8 o'clock in the morning on Tuesday, Zhang Dianyu was waiting for the arrival of the new prison vehicle, only to find a plane slowly parked in the garbage dump opposite the prison.

This is not surprising. Since Stark and Wayne have been here several times, Zhang Dianyu has gradually become immune to the crowds traveling by plane.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the plane opened, and a few fully armed special forces soldiers ran down, escorting what might be called a prisoner car.

This is a dark green metal box with the logo of the US Army painted on it.

Zhang Dianyu was lost in thought.

With the experience of the first two times, he has already begun to think that most of the transferred prisoners are villains in superheroes, to add a bit of fun to the prison-probably, he is not happy at all anyway.

But how did this transferred prisoner have anything to do with the military?

The dark green prison car slowly moved towards the prison gate, Zhang Dianyu stood up, and decided to see what was going on.

By the time he arrived at the prison gate, the prison car had stopped, and there was a man dressed in military uniform standing behind him, with white temples and majestic expression, which was not easy to provoke at first glance.

Zhang Dianyu counted the stars on his epaulettes. Three of them were a lieutenant general.

This rank is not low, what kind of murderous criminals will it send?Zhang Dianyu became curious.

"I am General Ross, in charge of the Hulk arrest team, are you the warden here?"

The Lieutenant General turned his attention to Zhang Dianyu as soon as he appeared, and the tone of his speech was very unceremonious.

But Zhang Dianyu's focus is no longer on the attitude of General Ross.

"Hulk arrest team"?

This sentence reveals an important message-Hulk.

That green man-shaped self-propelled tank with a lid head?Zhang Dianyu gasped.

Why would such a nuclear weapon be sent to his prison?Zhang Dianyu began to doubt whether the prison's suppression of superpowers could work on Hulk.

After all, it was Hulk.

Perhaps it was Zhang Dianyu's shocked expression that caused General Rose's contempt. He scanned the prison's crude gate and the outer wall of the barbed wire fence with a disgusting look, and tightened his eyebrows unabashedly.

"Mr. Warden," General Rose said indifferently, "please lead the way. I need to make sure that this place is indeed capable of holding this criminal, otherwise even the letter from the Ministry of Justice can't change my mind. I will take it away. ."

Zhang Dianyu only noticed the two eyebrows that General Ross was about to knot.

I had known that he would not build any prison transfer cells-wouldn't it be better to take Hulk away?

Zhang Dianyu sighed secretly.

The special forces of the Hulk arrest team opened the prison car and pushed out a metal cylindrical object with a glass cover from the inside. The hands and feet of the people inside were firmly fixed on the metal side walls, with their eyes closed and their tops naked. Wearing a pair of tattered purple pants, a tired and thin face can be seen clearly.