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I originally wanted to go to bed and rest for a while, but the cell door that had just been closed was suddenly opened.

"[-]!"

"come out!"

Fang Ze's movements stopped, and he turned to look.

A prison guard was standing at the door of the cell, waving at Fang Ze constantly.

Seeing this, Fang Ze's eyes moved slightly, and after a subtle smile, he stepped out of Cell No. 1.

Inside the room, the three of Karen looked at each other, wondering why Fang Ze was called away.

Could it be that he offended Ax, the other party knew that he was not a rival, and asked the prison guards to help him clean up. If that was the case, Fang Zeke would be miserable.

Even those who can hit are afraid of bullets.

You must know that the armament of this prison is completely in accordance with the configuration of the army, and its combat effectiveness is very strong.

It's absolutely impossible to hit hard.

But what the truth is, they have no way of knowing.

And Fang Ze left this time, and never appeared again.

The future Karen once thought that the other party was slaughtered by Ax by special means.

"What's up"

Outside the cell, Fang Ze looked at the prison guard in front of him and asked.

The prison guard was not polite, grabbed Fang Ze's arm and said, "Don't ask so much nonsense, I'll change your room!"

At this moment, Fang Ze almost subconsciously defended himself, but he held back.

The two walked through several corridors and finally stopped in front of a cell door in the corner.

"Stand here and don't move!"

After the prison guard finished speaking, he released his hand and stepped forward to open the prison door.

"Enter!"

Fang Ze looked calm and walked in slowly.

Bang! Soon, the cell door behind him closed.

This is a small room that can only accommodate four people, but now there is only one person.

That's Akers sitting at the table.

To Fang Ze's surprise, the other party was actually smoking.

That's kind of awesome.

Regardless of

In any prison, smoking is strictly prohibited in the cells.

This is to prevent open flames.

You can bring it in, but you can't smoke it.

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Only when the wind is blowing can you get a few matches to smoke.

Fang Ze stared at Ax for a while, but didn't move.

Axe let out a breath of smoke, raised his hand and threw the matchbox to Fang Ze, saying, "Sit down."

Fang Ze took it and sat diagonally across from Axe.

He took out his cigarette and lit one.

"It's not a small face to be able to bring matches into the cell."

Fang Ze smiled lightly.

Axe glanced at Fang Ze and said, "Are you a compliment?"

Fang Ze said while smoking, "That's right."

"hehe"

Akers smiled and did not continue the topic.

The next moment, he took out a note from his arms, put it on the table and pushed it to Fang Ze.

Fang Ze's eyes drooped slightly, and he picked it up naturally.

After looking at the contents of the note, his eyes narrowed.

It reads: Thomas Jayden.

Identity: CIA Special Adviser on Intelligence.

It's not like an official title, it's more like a title.