[BL, MTL] The Paranoid Villains in the Suspense Novel All Want to Monopolize Me

Chapter 101: Love Letter in Prison (7)

　　The prison in District 13 is like a purgatory on earth at this moment.

　　The violent, sky-spreading fire exploded most of the solid wall--

　　Most of the prisoners in this prison are extremely vicious criminals, and many of them are sentenced to life imprisonment or death.

　　A small number of people who were not invited because they were not qualified enough felt a little confused when the switch tripped.

　　--what happened?

　　Then there was an explosion that sounded next to the ears, almost perforating a person's eardrums.

　　Detonators were placed in four corners.

　　The warden pressed the detonation button at the right time.

　　"Boom, boom, boom--"

　　Those who failed to find a safe and open place to lie down in time were crushed by the wall hit by the shock wave, and were covered in blood mist.

　　And those "dead soldiers" who were lurking in this prison slowly patted their prison uniforms, their eyes turning with a cruel luster.

　　They knew it was a signal from their mentor.

　　The signal for a charge.

　　Freedom and the beliefs that govern this city and this country.

　　At this moment, it was as if it had turned into a strong giant net, allowing them to tie themselves to Liang Ruikun's chariot willingly.

　　No criminal can resist such temptation.

　　This is a great honor.

　　In the scattered smoke and dust, a thin man with an extremely elegant face and snow-white hair appeared in front of everyone.

　　Be calm and collected.

　　Like a chess player who has never lost on the chessboard.

　　But what was different from his previous image was that Liang Ruikun was holding a young man in his arms.

　　The young man was wearing a simple police uniform.

　　Unable to see his face clearly, it was buried deep in his chest.

　　Only the fine and smooth black hair can be seen, shining dazzlingly in the sun.

　　It is in sharp contrast to Liang Ruikun's white hair.

　　It is as if he is born with a mixture of light and dark, and is at both ends of the scale.

　　And so matching.

　　He held her slender waist tightly possessively.

　　Like a dying cat.

　　Fingers intertwined.

　　There is no extra space between the fingers - this is an intimate gesture that declares ownership.

　　That was Dulin who was under drug control.

　　The smile on the instructor's lips was like a gun call at the starting line.

　　The criminals' whole bodies were trembling with excitement, and their blood was boiling irregularly.

　　"You're free, kids."

　　"Come with me and enjoy this city."

　　[Ding--Detection--Detection--]