"I said open the door, can't you understand what people are saying?!"

"No matter how cruel he is, he can kill me!"

The triple cell door was opened, and everyone standing at the door was stunned by the scene.

Chu Han endured the pain of memory retrieval for eight hours. His sweat pooled on the ground and formed a pool of water. His whole body was as limp as mud.

No one knows how he endured it.

The blood stains flowing out of the corners of the eyes and nostrils were shocking, and there were even blood bubbles mixed with sweat gushing out of both ear holes.

This is not the scariest thing.

The most terrifying thing is that Chu Han is still awake now.

With a smile!

The white-haired old man stared at Chu Han for a long time.

The clenched hands loosened and clenched again, and he took a deep breath and said, "The sedatives will be compulsory from tomorrow on!"

"No..." a hoarse voice sounded.

Chu Han didn't know when he had already sat up with difficulty, and his voice was very weak, with a hint of cruelty: "You shouldn't be able to extract the memory of a dead person, right?"

"This is for your own good too!"

The white-haired old man was furious.

Giving Chu Han a sedative to ensure the stability of the live broadcast is one aspect.

It is also to implement humanitarian principles.

From a political point of view, if word spreads that Chu Han endured such inhuman torture every day after being caught committing a crime, other criminals will be more resistant to arrest.

This will put huge pressure on the national security forces and is not beneficial to managers.

But Chu Han's attitude was very determined.

From the beginning to the end, there was only an indifferent look in his eyes. If you dare to hit me, you will die.

The white-haired old man's mouth twisted in anger.

Unable to resist Chu Han, he could only turn around and leave with a cold snort.

After everyone left, Chu Xiao stood alone at the door and stared at Chu Han deeply.

He turned to his secretary Xiao Meng and said, "Clean him and check his physical condition."

"Inform the canteen to get something ready. Don't delay tomorrow's live broadcast."

"Okay, I'll check it myself."

…

The next day.

After a short discussion, no one really dared to force Chu Han to take a sedative.

Everyone knows how ruthless this guy is. If you beat him forcefully, you will definitely commit suicide immediately without any hesitation.

Seeing that no one dared to take on this responsibility, the white-haired old man could only sigh.

"Equip him with specialized medical care and nutritionists. I have only one request. He cannot die before the live broadcast ends!"

Everyone nodded.

The white-haired old man then looked at Chu Xiao: "Continue the live broadcast."

"OK."

Chu Xiao responded and pressed the button on the center console.

In the live broadcast room, hundreds of millions of viewers have been waiting for a long time.

"It's on. It's on. It suddenly stopped yesterday and I haven't seen enough!"

"Hahaha, I can write a novel after reading the life of an international devil!"

"A lot of information can't be found. Who knows what Chu Han will do after he leaves the detention center?"

"Who knows, watch the live broadcast!"

…

Fengbei Qinling District.

The two teenagers lay on the back of the mine truck, and as soon as the truck arrived in the city, they sneakily jumped out of the truck.

Looking around, I still had some lingering fear about the snacks.

"I hope Brother Monkey will be stronger and stop the gun for me, otherwise I will have to drink tea with the police uncle again."

Monk Wu followed the young man Chu Han and rolled his eyes.

Knowing that the police uncle wants to drink tea with you, you still dare to steal the prison guard's wallet. What do you think?

The two of them walked along the street and sneaked into an alley.

Chu Han said seriously: "It's windy outside now, let's just come out and calm down and don't cause trouble."

"You know what I'm doing by looking at my eyes?"

Monk Wu:-_-||

I'm definitely not going to cause trouble, but you, can you take some time off?

"Hey... little brother."

The two of them were talking quietly, and a lewd voice came from behind.

Turning around to look, the old man with thinning hair smiled like a chrysanthemum, revealing two rows of yellow teeth that were left behind.

After observing the surroundings, I opened a corner of my military coat that was full of patches. Oh boy, the pockets inside the military coat were just like those on a shopping mall shelf.

"The Temptation of Going Home"

"Kind Sister-in-law"

"The Shy Secretary"

One after another, exquisite domestic and foreign blockbusters, the covers alone made the two young men tremble.

Not only the two teenagers, but also the audience actually watching the live broadcast were confused.

:6666, old resources from decades ago have become out-of-print collections for otakus now!

: Hahaha, our school organized a live broadcast of Chu Han’s memories, and the principal and teachers turned green when the scene came out.

:Good guy, this old man is really good at it.”

: It’s better than before. There were people selling resources like this in the streets and alleys. Now I finally found a website. I clicked on it and got a 404!

In the central control room, technicians hurriedly put QR codes on those scenes that were not suitable for children.

"My darn good, I'm right!"

In the scene, Chu Han pulled Monk Wu in front of him.

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"My brother likes to study the most. Please help him choose one. Do you have one by Murakami-sensei?"

"Yes, I have!"

The old man rummaged around for a while and then took out a movie.

"I guess you've found the right person. Mr. Murakami's ones are all collector's editions. I'm the only one who has them in stock. They cost 20 yuan, which is the best price!"

Chu Han readily paid.

Under Monk Wu's speechless gaze, he forced the film into his arms.

He rolled his eyes and his eyes lit up as he looked at the old man happily counting money.

The old man was startled by Chu Han's crazy look.

She subconsciously took a step back, wrapped her clothes tightly, and looked at Chu Han with fear like a young lady who encountered a gangster.

"Young man, you don't want to do that kind of thing!"

Snapped!

Chu Han raised his hand and slapped the old man.

"You old gangster, what are you thinking about?"

"I just want to ask you where you got the supply for this film, and I want to show you the way, so that I can go buy it and make some money to spend!"

As soon as he heard this, the old man became less nervous.

He put his hands behind his back and became old-fashioned: "Young people are not clever. I tell you, old man, how can I save the coffin?"

"Business confidential, no comment!"

After saying that, he whistled and walked out.

A cold voice sounded from behind.

"You sold me this film...the guide price was 10 yuan...you charged me a full 20 yuan..."

Chu Han raised his head and smiled strangely: "Old man, are you taking advantage of me?"

The old man paused in his steps.

After turning around, there was no trace of nervousness on his face. Instead, he smiled proudly: "The money has changed hands and will not be returned or exchanged."

"I see you are also a businessman. When negotiating the price, you don't negotiate carefully. You only feel a loss after you have paid the money. Do you blame me?"

"It's impossible to get a refund. Just think of these ten dollars as tuition fees. Goodbye."

Chu Han grinned sinisterly.

"Who said I am a businessman?"

"Remember, I am a bandit, Monk Wu will rob him from me!"

boom!

Bang bang bang!!

For a time, inhumane scenes were staged one after another in the small box.
Chapter completed!