He looked at the open cell door and blinked, Huh? That’s right, the cell door is indeed open.

This must have been done by the prison guards. They left themselves a way out, which was quite thoughtful.

He turned around and took another step towards Andrew Miller.

At this time, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

The Italian trembled and turned around, but still saw nothing.

He is suspicious.

Suddenly, my wrist tightened.

Someone grabbed his hand and hugged his body from behind.

Then, the knife he held uncontrollably stabbed himself in the eye.

Pfft...

Before he died, he let out a heartbreaking scream.

As the voice gradually weakened, his body collapsed to the ground.

The cell door closed and silence fell inside the cell.

The wind blew from nowhere, and Andrew Miller was startled: Where am I, who am I, and what happened?

The Italians on earth are indeed dead.

Before he died, his expression was very frightened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Soon after, the prison guard came and knocked on the cell door.

As a result, the cell door was knocked open by him.

The prison guard was stunned for a moment, then became nervous, took out his baton on guard, and slowly opened the door.

He saw Andrew Miller sitting in the corner, hugging his knees, eyes empty.

On the ground, the Italian's hand was holding a knife and stabbing himself in the eye...

Two major events happened in Xinxin Prison.

One was that Harry Vanderbilt wanted to kill Andrew Miller, but the killer committed suicide.

Moreover, through careful and careful examination, the prison guards have determined that it was definitely not Andrew Miller.

This incident was so strange that rumors of ghosts in the prison spread.

The second thing is that the famous New York City West Side gang boss Jim Cowles died.

In the entire cell, only two people survived.

One person was kicked and suffered internal bleeding and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

One person's ankle was broken and he was also taken away.

There is currently only one person left in the entire cell, the Asian man known as "scavenger".

Translated as "scavenger".

It is said that the prison guard vomited "Wow" after discovering the blood all over the floor and the grotesque corpse.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin was imprisoned.

Before locking him in, the prison guard made the sign of the cross on his chest: "You butcher, the warden said, you will sit in the electric chair."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him and said with a smile: "Okay, as soon as possible, my five-shot lightning whip is in urgent need of recharging."

"Bang", the door of the confinement room is closed.

This place is very dirty and the space is cramped. Zhao Chuanxin even has to bow his head.

There is no toilet, only a cement tank with feces and urine in it.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately put on his shadow cloak, opened the door of the solitary room and got out, returned to his cell and lay down to sleep.

Even when it was time to have fun, he would sneak out and have fun with everyone else.

On the playground, Andrew Miller saw Zhao Chuanxin and was surprised: "Sir, how did you get out? Did they let you go?"

In the prison, those two things were discussed everywhere.

Andrew Miller It’s hard not to know.

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "I'm just going to come out to take a breath and come back later."

"..." Andrew Miller said: "Yesterday, an Italian came to kill me. He was from the brotherhood Harry Vanderbilt. Was he killed by you?"

Zhao Chuanxin did not comment, just smiled.

Sure enough, Andrew Miller's face was filled with admiration.

This man is so mysterious!

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Who is Harry Vanderbilt? Let me pay my respects."

Andrew Miller took a look around.

He pointed to a group of people.

Typical olive skin along the Mediterranean coast, thick black hair, big eyes with long eyelashes, and curved noses... Italians are really easy to identify.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: "The Italians need preaching, I'm going to convince them with reason, you wait."

Andrew Miller: "..."

During this time, many people were preached to heaven.

Come to think of it, they were preached enough to sit down and talk with Jesus.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar and walked over there.

As he approached, there was a commotion and an uproar around him.

"It's the scavenger!"

"Isn't he being detained?"

"The warden wants him to sit in the electric chair."

Wherever Zhao Chuanxin passed, the crowds automatically separated and became orderly.

When Harry Vanderbilt was in prison, he still looked like a human being, wearing a pair of starched trousers, suspenders, a white shirt, a neatly trimmed beard, and a top hat.
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When he saw Zhao Chuanxin, his pupils shrank.
Chapter completed!