Refining Star River

"What kind of life extension technique?" Old Ruffian was taken aback.

"Say!" The death row stared at Old Ruffian coldly, his gaze seemed like a thousand years of ice, making his back chill.

"What are you? I don't even tell you!" The death row's cold attitude inspired the ferocity of Old Ruffian in the bones, fiercely staring at the death row.

The condemned prisoner looked at Old Ruffian as if looking at a dead man, his ten haggard fingers slowly spread.

murderous aura fills the air, and the atmosphere becomes with swords drawn and bows bent.

"Wait!" Zhou Sen said.

"Say." The death row's eyes fell on Zhou Sen.

"Give me face, I have very important things to do today. I will talk about anything when I come back!" Zhou Sen said slowly.

"Okay." The condemned prisoner took a deep look at Zhou Sen, then slowly turned to leave, his heavy fetters dragged a deep ravine on the sand, horrible to see.

"Boss..."

"Old Ruffian, don't ask anything, don't worry about it, in short, I need a peaceful past today." Zhou Sen interrupted Old Ruffian.

"Okay, boss." Old Ruffian quickly nodded.

Old Ruffian very interestingly walked to the place where the prisoners got together in warehouse 11 and bragged.

Zhou Sen lay alone on the sand, the hot sun covered his whole body, and his tattoos looked hideous in the sun.

At 4:10 in the afternoon.

It's only ten o'clock in the morning, and there are still six hours left. Zhou Sen doesn't want anything to happen during this time, because once a conflict occurs, things will become uncontrollable and cause problems.

It is not easy to assassinate Wang Zhong, and it is even more difficult to find an opportunity. Zhou Sen does not want to lose this opportunity because he has no time to wait.

"Shushasha..."

When Zhou Sen Divine Movement Ten Thousand Li, suddenly, a sound of fetters mopping the floor sounded, and I opened my eyes and saw it The death row came towards him again.

At the same time, Old Ruffian stopped in front of the death row with a few prisoners.

"Let him come over." Zhou Sen got up and sat up. He didn't want a conflict between the two sides.

Old Ruffian hesitated for a while and waved to a group of prisoners to get away.

The condemned prisoner sat next to Zhou Sen, but did not speak immediately, but looked at the sand, and the two fell into a long silence.

Under close observation, Zhou Sen found that although the death row’s limbs were riddled with scars, but his legs were long and arms were long, if he were not rickety, his stature would be considered tall.

"Your actions are wrong." The death row suddenly spoke without warning, but still looked at the sand, as if talking to himself.

"What was wrong?" Zhou Sen was taken aback.

"Your arms should be raised up, not pulled back." The death row did not answer Zhou Sen, but said that they still each minding their own business.

"..."

"Remember, as long as you have completed the 1st Step action, the next thing you need to do is to lift up with the greatest strength, hold your hands high and staggered, Don’t pull back flat, because you don’t have enough time, strength, and distance. The only way is to use the opponent’s weight and you back as far as possible. Do you understand?"

"Understood Thank you!" Zhou Sen's inner shock couldn't be added, and he tried to make himself look calm.

"I wish you all the best."

The condemned prisoner stood up with his hands and left slowly, from start to finish, he didn't even look at Zhou Sen, his ugly face , And hide in the hair as much as possible.

As soon as the death row was propped up with his hands, Zhou Sen saw that the death row's chest had no number and no martial power level.

The whole morning, calm and tranquil.

When eating at noon, Zhou Sen took Old Ruffian to the small restaurant.

Now, what Zhou Sen is most worried about is that Wang Zhong was unfavorable to Old Ruffian before the assassination. Therefore, bringing Old Ruffian to the small restaurant can avoid the risk for a period of time.

The small restaurant is as quiet as ever, with a group of arrogant Big Fatty eating and drinking.

Zhou Sen did not find the underground warden, but had dinner with Old Ruffian.

"Boss, the prisoner..."

"What's the point of you and a death inmate who is about to be sent to the gallows?" Zhou Sen was a little unhappy, he didn't like Old Ruffian makes trouble everywhere.

"It's not... Boss, is the life-saving technique mentioned by the death row prisoner a cultivation method given by the underground warden?" Old Ruffian asked in a low voice.

"It should be." Zhou Sen nodded, he had already thought of this question.

"If so, how did he see it?" Old Ruffian asked curiously.

"Perhaps after cultivated the method, there will be some characteristics."

"Would you like to ask the underground warden? I always think that the death row has something to do with him."

"I'll talk about it after today."

"Oh..." At this moment, Old Ruffian already felt something in Zhou Sen's mind. He wanted to ask several times, but after all he held back.

Lunch is also calm and tranquil, and the underground warden did not find Zhou Sen, and even Zhou Sen did not see the silhouette of the underground warden.

Waiting is a torment.

From morning to noon, and then to the afternoon, this waiting process gives Zhou Sen a feeling of living on pins and needles.

Actually, Zhou Sen is a very patient person. He is just worried that the extraneous branches will affect his plan.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

According to time calculations, at this time, the guards on duty should come to warehouse No. 11 to pick up people and put Zhou Sen in shackles and handcuffs.

"dong dong dong......"

Zhou Sen heard the heavy footsteps of prison guards in the distance.

Here it comes!

Zhou Sen checked the wire saw, he put the wire saw on the lower right side of the abdomen with black tape.

According to the usual practice, prison guards will simply check the waist and armpits, but under normal circumstances they will not check.

Two prison guards appeared in Warehouse No. 11 and took Zhou Sen to the torture room to put on shackles and handcuffs.

Fortunately for Zhou Sen, although the prison guards handcuffed him, they did not put on the iron chain connecting the shackles and handcuffs.

If the chains attached to the shackles and handcuffs are also worn, Zhou Sen's assassination plan will basically be cancelled, because that chain will seriously affect Zhou Sen's physical movements.

Of course, everything is in Zhou Sen's plan, because at first he judged that the prison guard would not wear that iron chain for him.

At four o'clock, Zhou Sen, in shackles and handcuffs, had appeared outside the corridor of the interrogation room under the escort of two prison guards wearing outer skeleton light armor.

The lights in the corridor are a bit dim.

At this time, Zhou Sen had already clasped the metal wire saw attached to his abdomen in his hand, and fixed one end to the handcuffs.

The metal wire saw has been unfolded, but because the metal wire saw is too thin, and its color is space gray, the two prison guards did not notice at all.

Neither prison guards dreamed that Zhou Sen actually assembled the killing weapon in front of one's eyes.

One minute past four!

Zhou Sen is already standing at the door of the interrogation room.

The door of the interrogation room is closed.