On the floor of this house, there was a man sitting cross-legged. His hands and feet were handcuffed by bracelets and shackles. He felt something was strange about the vent, so the man turned his head and looked at the vent.

"Where is the judge?" Song Yun asked in a low voice.

"Who are you?" the man did not answer Song Yun's words, but asked coldly, with a heavy blood light in his eyes.

"Either tell me where the judge is, or I can kill you now." Song Yun said coldly. He really had no good feelings for the people here, and only the judge could make Song Yun a little interested.

The man was about to laugh at Song Yun, a young man who didn't know how to be tall, but suddenly saw Song Yun's eyes.

For a death row prisoner who had killed someone, there should be nothing in this world that could scare him. But now, when the man looked at Song Yun's eyes, he was shocked. There was no blood or violence in his eyes. Some were just dead silent!

The man seemed to see the young man in front of him holding a sharp blade and then corpses were everywhere.

If I were just a murderer, then the person in front of me would be like a murderous devil!

"In the last room." The man said without hesitation, because he knew that if he dared to slap again, this man really had a way to kill him.

Only after Song Yun left did the man feel relieved.

"Where did the devil come from? His eyes are like the judge!" the man said to himself with lingering fear.

It was indeed the last room! Song Yun frowned and looked at the last room. There was a soldier standing there, and he was holding a slight rushing in his hand. If there was only that person, Song Yun would not have to think about it at all and knock him out directly, but now there is more than one soldier there.

People often look over the guard posts around him. If you don’t pay attention, the machine gun will be shot from Song Yun. Although Song Yun can withstand bullets, it is just an ordinary gun. Song Yun is somewhat timid about such heavy weapons that can smash people into pieces with just a few guns.

Just when Song Yun was struggling, suddenly a whistle sounded.

Song Yun looked at the whistle and saw a man dressed in an officer blew a whistle, while the soldiers at the whistle heard the whistle and walked out of the whistle and downstairs.

"Change the guard!"

Song Yun's heart moved! Without any hesitation, he rushed to the room.

The soldier holding a slight rushing was attracted by the whistle. When he came to his senses, he found that there was an inexplicable person in front of him.

The soldier picked up the gun and wanted to shout something, but the speed of the visitor was so fast that the soldiers were slashed out by a knife before they could send an alarm.

After the soldier fainted, Song Yun did not have any extra movements. He just squatted down, lay down in front of the hole, and looked inside.

In the room, a man with hair growing to his waist was holding a wood in one hand and carving the other on his head. Song Yun was surprised that the man did not carve a knife in his hand, but used his fingernails to carve the wood on the wood. The piece of wood had been carved with a rough outline, and looked like he looked like a person.

"Are you here to kill me?" the man said softly without raising his head.

"Are you the judge?" Song Yun's eyes glowed slightly.

"You... are Song Yun?" The man raised his head and looked at Song Yun with some surprise.

"Do you know me?" Song Yun was a little surprised. He was not very famous. This judge could actually call out his own name!

"Someone offered me a offer and asked me to kill you." The judge said lightly, his eyes calmed down without a trace of turmoil.

Song Yun looked into the judge's eyes, and always felt like something was in that eye. When he heard the judge's words, Song Yun asked, "Who wants you to kill me."

The judge "Gulang" said directly without hiding it.

"Oh? When?"

"Just just now."

"Then have you accepted it?" Song Yun asked with a smile, as if he was not the judge worth hundreds of millions of yuan in front of him, but just a passerby.

"I originally planned to accept it, but now, I can't." The judge showed a smile on his face. Song Yun looked at this man, who was only under 30 years old, and when he smiled, he still had a slight shy smell. Is this the judge who claimed to have killed too many people and was always suspended from death but could not die?

"Why?" Song Yun asked.

"You are worth more than 300 million yuan," the judge said lightly.

"300 million? Gu Lang offered 300 million?" Song Yun said in a little surprised.

"Yes, I may not have beaten you, so I won't accept it."

"How did you come in?" Song Yun asked. This has always been something that Song Yun was very curious and confused. Logically speaking, a person like the judge could not move the Tianzhu, the money could not move, or even the warden could not move. If he was arrested for too many murders, he would be directly detained in the Special Operations Office and then sentenced. Ordinary prisons could not trap such a person at all.

"I want to come in, so I come in." The judge smiled and said, "You go. I'm going to sleep."

"Haha, it's interesting, it's interesting." Song Yun looked at the judge putting the wood in his hand aside, then lay on the bed aside, turned around and left the house.

After Song Yun left, the judge yawned, then stretched out the hand carved on wood and rubbed his temples.

"It hurts so much. This little bastard is actually protected by such a powerful person. Humph, it's so great that he is lucky and lucky." The judge put down his hand, and for no reason, a trace of blood oozed out of the judge's temple. Looking at the judge's hand, under the sunlight, it seemed as if a silver light flashed by.

Song Yun was just curious about this judge. As for conquering such a great person, Song Yun never thought about it. First, he didn't know the background of the judge, and second, because this judge made Song Yun feel very strange. Song Yun would never casually take it for himself to use people who could not control them. Besides, if Song Yun is willing to accept it, others have to be willing to surrender, right? Song Yun has no protagonist halo. Just now, the judge obviously didn't want to communicate with Song Yun, so Song Yun didn't make any fun.

Follow the original path and soon arrived at the ordinary prison area.

It was already afternoon, and Song Yun returned to his cell.

However, when she arrived at her room, Song Yun saw the smiling tiger.

The smiley tiger was rummaging on some of his own things with his subordinates. Song Yun's face turned dark and he walked into the cell.
Chapter completed!