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Chapter 630 Head Price

Chapter 630: Head price

Zhao Tiezhu followed another prison guard around the prison and soon arrived at the playground.

"Stay here. When the assembly whistle sounds, remember to gather on time. If you are late, the consequences are very simple and you will have no food to eat." After the prison guard said that, he left.

"Tiezhu, you recovered so quickly?" Han Dali appeared beside Zhao Tiezhu at some point.

"Fortunately, I'm more resistant to fighting." Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Oh, I hope they can let you go. If this happens, your life will be a little easier. What I fear most is that they will fall in love with you. When you pull you to practice sandbags every few days, you will be in trouble." Han Dali sighed.

"What is sandbag training?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

"It's just to use you as a human sandbag, tie your hands and hang them in the air, and then practice boxing and kicking on you." Han Dali explained.

"Don't the prison guards care about this?" Zhao Tiezhu asked in surprise.

"What do you care about? When the newcomers come in, they are all thorns. The prison guards are hoping that the old man will shave all the thorns of the newcomers. This will make you look at them in the future, right?" Han Dali said.

Zhao Tiezhu stood quietly. He originally wanted to be low-key so that he could better cooperate with Mr. Zhao's actions and not add anything to Zhao Lao's trouble. However, being beaten like that just now was already Zhao Tiezhu's bottom line. If this group of people were not satisfied and wanted to do something, then Zhao Tiezhu wouldn't mind letting them know that some people were not unable to fight, but they just didn't want to fight.

"Let's go, come with me, I'll take you to meet some people. Maybe it's a little helpful to you. We are roommates at least, so I can't always see you being beaten." Han Dali said, taking Zhao Tiezhu to a sandy ground next to the playground. There were three people sitting on the sand ground, basking in the sun. These three were all middle-aged, and the youngest one looked over thirty.

"Dali, is this the new guy who came in yesterday?" asked a bald middle-aged man.

"Yes, this child is called Tiezhu, Tiezhu, this bald head is called Bald, this person with no front teeth is called Wutiao, this man who is the same as in his forties or fifties is called Old Man, don't be confused by his appearance, this guy is only in his 30s," Han Dali introduced.

Zhao Tiezhu greeted the three of them respectfully. After the matter was done, Han Dali pulled Zhao Tiezhu and sat on the sand, and then said to Zhao Tiezhu, "Where is the bald man, it's the bag in our prison to inquire. There is nothing wrong, he doesn't know, or he can't find out. If you want to know something, you can ask him, of course, you have to pay."

The bald man smiled and said to Zhao Tiezhu, "You are a newcomer, so let you ask a question for free."

"I'll ask after thinking about this." Zhao Tiezhu said after a while.

"Okay, when I want to ask, just look for me~" said the bald man.

"This toothless thing is that the bags in our prison are in stock. He can get everything you want, such as pencil erasers, as big as swords, guns and sticks. Of course, the greater the risk, the more expensive the thing," Han Dali introduced.

"Haha, the bald man has given you a question, so I'll give you something too." Wuchi said, reaching out to touch his pocket, then taking out a small booklet, almost laughing.

"This thing is a good tool to pass the time in prison!" Wuchi Yin smiled.

When Zhao Tiezhu took the picture album and opened it, it was written with the appreciation and taste of art. As a result, there were high-definition uncensored large pictures inside. They were really available to all stars, and there were even some Ps stars who even made this thing. This is toothless, and he is really capable! Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but take a few more glances at this toothless.

"This old man is a specialist in an intermediary. If you have something you want to do, you can tell the old man, and then the old man can find someone to help you do it. Of course, this is also charged." Han Dali said.

The old man glanced at Zhao Tiezhu lightly and said, "I have nothing to give to you."

"No, no, I hope Brother *** will give me more suggestions." Zhao Tiezhu said modestly.

"I dare not say something, let me tell you something. Scorpion is priced at 100,000 yuan. As long as you can get it out, Scorpion will not see the sun tomorrow." The old man looked at Zhao Tiezhu and said.

"100,000!" Zhao Tiezhu shouted in surprise.

"For me, as long as you offer the price, Optimus Prime can also be killed." The old man said confidently.

"Don't doubt the old man's words." Han Dali said seriously from the side.

"How much does Optimus Prime cost?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

"More than 10 million." The old man said naturally, as if he said that this piece of meat costs 10 yuan.

"Money can make the devil push the mill." Han Dali whispered, "In prison, many people actually have a net worth."

“How to say it?”

"There are no good people in prisons. Since they are not good people, fighting is inevitable. But if you don't want to take action in person, you can only hire people. There are always some people who don't want to take action in person. As long as you can pay for the price, some people will work hard for you. Of course, some things are exceptional. For example, Optimus Prime is worth 10 million, and many people can pay for the 10 million, but someone must dare to accept it. If you take it, someone must kill him. And even if you kill Optimus Prime, you will basically not be able to live. Not to mention that the prison will catch you, Optimus Prime will not let you go, so Optimus Prime's price of 10 million has been there for several years, and no one can accept it." Han Dali explained.

"Oh!" Zhao Tiezhu nodded, "That is to say, Optimus Prime's net worth is 10 million, and you can afford 10 million. Then I can ask you if someone is willing to take it, right? But because of Optimus Prime's strength, no one has picked up the 10 million yet, right?"

"Yes, if you can kill Optimus Prime one day, you will be able to come to the old man to get the 10 million left by the employer." Han Dali said.

"I understand!" Zhao Tiezhu nodded, "Where are those people in this prison who are relatively valuable?"

"One is Optimus Prime with 10 million, and the money is 12 million." Han Dali said.

"Where is the person in Death?" Zhao Tiezhu asked. Optimus Prime is honest and has no attraction to Zhao Tiezhu.

"I have to ask the old man, I don't know." Han Dali shook his head.

"The people in the God of Death are unstable, because people are often dragged to eat guns. After eating guns, all the grudges will be eliminated. Therefore, even if you have a grudge with the people inside, except for the ones who are suspended from death, basically those sentenced to death have no price."

"Who is the most expensive among the reprieve of death?" Zhao Tiezhu asked curiously.
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