I don’t know what the ingredients of this thing are, but it has such a miraculous effect on cement. The liquid gradually penetrates into the cement, and a piece of it can be scraped off by gently pulling it with a hook and spoon.

He moved very quickly, and within a few minutes most of the bottle of liquid disappeared. It could be seen with the naked eye that the cement on the two bricks had been scratched deeply, and it was clearly shaking when touched.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief: "According to this progress, we still need four bottles, which can be done in about two days."

To avoid arousing suspicion, he couldn't stay in the toilet for too long. After using up the bottle of liquid, he stuffed the hook and spoon into the cracks in the bricks, hung up the mirror again, and walked out of the toilet slowly.

Dave came over excitedly and asked, "How's it going?"

"It's okay, it's just a few days."

When no one was paying attention, Yan Yu threw the empty bottle and the bread into the fire, directly destroying all the evidence: "In order not to arouse suspicion, the progress will be slowed down in time. It doesn't matter if it takes a few more days."

When Dave heard that the time would be extended, he couldn't help but worry: "But didn't you say that Bol was going to be detrimental to you?"

"Yes, but not now."

Yan Yu sneered: "Didn't you read yesterday's news? Due to the severe border situation, the city has implemented semi-military management. Bol just wants to make money and does not want to provoke the military.

If he comes into contact with shady forces at this time, if something goes wrong in this matter, he will be charged with multiple espionage charges. What do you think will happen?"

Money is important, but risking your life for money is not worth it.

Anyway, in his eyes, Yan Yu is just a jumping insect. His life and death are in his hands, so he is not in a hurry.

Dave's heart still beats a little. This kind of dancing on the tip of a knife always makes him feel a sense of worry about gain and loss: "I... think we should seize the time."

"Be sure to be safe." Yan Yu glanced at his personal information and said without doubt. He has always been so cautious when it comes to his own safety.

【Name】: Yan Yu

[Occupation]: Laborer, athlete, fighter

【Physique】:7

【Perception】:4

【Will】:4

[Talent]: Tenacity, resistance to pressure, sincerity

[Skills]: "Souei Style·Jab", "Souei Style·Shadow Step", "Souei Style·Thirteen"

Didn't I say before that the Thirteen Sword Techniques can increase his physique by 2 and perception by 3 in total. But the problem is that the attribute points added are random each time the skill is upgraded to a level.

His luck... I don't know whether to say it's good or bad.

He practiced the Thirteen Sword Techniques using the iron bars of this factory as swords.

I have only reached level 3 now. Unfortunately, the two attribute points are all about physique. It was not until I reached level 3 yesterday that I couldn’t increase my physique, and my attributes were only focused on perception.

It is worth mentioning that the jab he first practiced has not reached level 4 yet.

Level three is a hurdle, and the progress bar for upgrading to level four is too long. It has only reached one-third of the level now. If you want to improve it, you will probably have to work hard for months. How can he have such free time?

Yan Yu has basically given up on upgrading, so he only practices from time to time. After leaving prison, he can become a soldier or a special force, and it will be great to hold a gun and shoot.

"All right."

Seeing how serious he was, Dave stopped trying to persuade him.

After all, Yan Yu took a greater risk, so he should be cautious.

——

office.

Bol kept walking back and forth, his eyebrows seemed to be anxious, and he glanced at his phone from time to time, as if he was waiting for something.

Jingle bell bell~

The ringtone of an incoming call on his mobile phone shocked him and he quickly answered: "Mr. Karl?"

"Hello, Mr. Ball."

Karl's voice was a little hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been injured: "We have investigated the information about the mixed-race man, and it seems to be somewhat different from what you provided. But we believe that a gentleman like Mr. Bol will not talk nonsense.

Because of the recent border standoff, the situation is extremely serious, so we decided to let Jason pass first. If the mixed-race man is indeed capable, how about we discuss the price?"

Bol frowned and asked: "How are you going to test whether he has strength?"

"Of course it's time for a fight."

Karl laughed heartily and said matter-of-factly: "Jason is almost here. He will contact you then and find a reason to put him in prison and assign him to the mixed-race people. Just leave the rest to him."

"good."

Boll thought about it and realized that it was indeed appropriate.

——

Yan Yu's plan is in progress.

Project Boer is also underway.

The world outside is turbulent, but Virginia State Prison is exceptionally calm.

Carat's butt no longer hurts, it seems that the injury has healed, but...

Yan Yu always felt that this guy had recovered physically but had mental problems. More than once, he noticed that Cara always looked at him with strange eyes.

Emmm.

Just, that kind of weird look.

Generally speaking, when men see beautiful women, they also have this astringent look.

"Gan!"

Yan Yu cursed secretly, but he knew the data.

It is said that there is a 70% chance that an unlucky person like Carat will change his orientation after the incident. Carat is probably one of them, which is too dangerous.

"Yan, when will you start planning?"

Dave came over and asked in a low voice. Just yesterday at noon, the person who visited him told him that the weapons and other things he needed had been placed in the passage and could be taken away at any time.

He couldn't wait.

"You think having weapons is enough?"

Yan Yu's indifferent eyes extinguished the fire in his heart: "The door to the dormitory is electronically locked, and the door to the corridor is electronically locked. There are monitors everywhere outside, and there are patrolling prison guards. People are searched when entering and exiting the factory, and weapons cannot be taken out.

of."

"..."

Dave was speechless. He suddenly realized that Yan Yu, a seemingly incomprehensible psychopath, was actually unusually deep and thoughtful in his thinking.

Are mental illnesses so scary?

So scary?

After a few minutes of silence, Dave couldn't help but ask: "Then what are you going to do?"

Yan Yu's eyes flashed with a chilling cold light, and he smiled at him, his white teeth glowing with a cold light that made his scalp numb: "...power plant."

"Blow up the power plant?"

Dave's pupils shrank, his body trembled suddenly, and he immediately stopped laughing, thinking he was joking: "We can't get out, how can we blow up the power plant..."

After saying half a sentence, he saw that Yan Yu was not smiling at all, and the rest of his words stopped abruptly.

His smile gradually stiffened, and he followed his line of sight to the direction of the toilet where the secret passage was. His heart suddenly trembled, and he stammered: "You, you shouldn't think about it, want to go..."

Yan Yu patted him on the shoulder and said helplessly: "I'm not a god? The power plant that blew up has no grudge against me."

Dave breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his chest and said: "Huh...that's good, I thought you..."

Yan Yu continued: "We are in the age of science and technology. Can't we just tamper with the program, change the password, and forcibly shut down the system? The business scope of a power plant is not small.
Chapter completed!