I absorb everything in the United States

Returning to the prisoner canteen, Yassen discovered that the people in Mine No. [-] were not the first ones to return.

The prisoners in charge of pits No. [-] and [-] came back earlier than them, and all of them looked sad, as if something unfortunate had happened.

A depressing atmosphere spread in the cafeteria.

Yasen inquired with several acquaintances and soon learned the source of the matter.

A horrific mining disaster occurred in Mine No. 80. The entire mine tunnel suddenly collapsed without warning. It is conservatively estimated that at least [-] prisoners were buried there before they had time to escape.

The most chilling thing was the attitude of the guards at that time——

No one is allowed to rescue, and on the grounds of wasting time, Mine No. [-] is abandoned, and the prisoners are directly escorted back to the White Nest.

Not long after, news of the announcement of abandonment came from Mine No. [-].

the reason is simple.

The red water filling the mine seems to have an endless supply and will never dry up.

A total of fifteen pumping machines were exploded from the inside due to the unlimited proliferation of red frogs.

In other words, Mine No. [-] has now become Pioneer Technology's only hope. The black snakes that flood the mine can still be eliminated as long as more prisoners are sent down.

"Time is getting tighter and tighter."

Yassen sighed, took the food away on the tray, and walked to the table, ready to gain more information.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Hey! Yassen Garcia!"

Yassen turned around and saw that it was the white man who had led him to see Pell before.

Beside the white man were three prisoners with grim faces, who seemed to have come with bad intentions.

"What? Pell wants to see me again this time?" Yasen teased, while secretly exerting strength all over his body to remain on alert.

"Please come with me." The white man said politely, "It will be good for you and me."

I saw seven more prisoners walking out nearby, silently sealing Yasen's other three directions, leaving no room for him to escape.

"It's up to you." Yasen shrugged, held the plate like a good baby, and followed.

This was an obvious invitation for you to enter the urn. Yasen naturally saw it, but the other person probably didn't know clearly who was in the urn.

Passing through the crowd, Yasen was led to a blind corner where even the guards paid little attention.

"So...where's Per?" Yassen asked in a deliberately innocent tone.

The white man shook his head firmly: "No, you'll never see anyone again."

In an instant, the fish was dead and the net was broken!

Prisoners from all directions rushed toward Yasen. Each of them had sharp weapons hidden in their hands, and their attacks were ruthless killing moves.

But as soon as these shots touched Yasen's body, they died instantly, with weapons broken and fists fractured.

At this moment, Yasen is just like the monk in the martial arts novel who has practiced the golden bell. He can make the person who takes action ask for trouble without taking action.

But Yasen was not someone who only got beaten. He threw the plate in his hand into the air, and then quickly punched the attackers while the plate was in the air!

A fist with a hardness buff is like a cannonball. If you block it with your hand, your arm will be seriously injured, and if you are hit, your heart will collapse and you will die.

It was his first time to attack a living person, so Yassen couldn't tell the difference, and he didn't care!

Since the other party decided to kill him, he had to suffer the corresponding consequences.

soon.

The prisoners who had just been attacked were all lying on the ground, some wailing, and some not breathing.

The plate that flew to the highest point fell and was caught firmly by Yassen's free hand, without any food inside spilling out.

"I didn't expect that the characteristics of the dinner plate would be used here." Yasen said in surprise.

Yassen walked up to the white attendant lying on the ground, kicked him to make sure he was not dead, then bent down and asked: "So what did I do to anger Pell?"

no response.

Seeing this, Yasen put his foot on the follower's wound to apply pressure, and a painful groan came from his feet.

But this man just gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.

"That's enough, don't embarrass him."

Pell came out of a corner, seemingly unable to stand Yassen's behavior.

"The real master is here, do you have anything to say?" Yasen kicked the prisoner on the ground several times to vent his anger.

I am such a vengeful person!

"Let them go. They are just my tools. Come with me and I will confess everything."

"It's up to you, but it's best to give me a satisfactory explanation."

……

After a while, they left the corner and returned to the cafeteria hall.

Eight big men gathered around to block out the rest of the crowd.

"Before I answer you, can I ask you a question?" Pell said calmly, "You know that there is a legendary beast in the East. It is the pet of a Bodhisattva. It lives in hell and can hear everything going on in the world. Things that happened."

"Listen?"

Yassen guessed, and he felt that Pell might have confused the concepts of underworld and hell.

Pell slapped the table and said in surprise: "Yes, yes! You know this mythical beast!"

"What does this have to do with what you're about to say?"

"Actually, I have felt that I have received a little bit of his divine power since I was a child..." Pelton paused, "Since I was a child, my hearing has been many times faster than that of ordinary people. For example, right now, there is a person on the third floor of Baichao. One of the guards spilled the hot tea onto his pants and was screaming in pain."

Yassen closed his eyes and listened, but he heard nothing except the noise of the prisoners around him.

"So... you're a mutant, right."

"Uh..." Yassen exposed it directly, and Pell was instantly stunned, "Yes."

Yasen looked fiercely and asked sternly, "You have always known the purpose of these guards, right?!"

If this is the case, then Pell knows far more than Sen. But this man actually hid such important information to himself!

"Although I am a mediocre person with no talent, I also know that once the truth spreads among the prisoners, it will only accelerate everyone's destruction." Pell said bitterly, "That's why I quietly recruited people in an attempt to resist, even if the prisoners are all Some rabble."

Pell suddenly realized that he had said too much and quickly changed his words: "No offense, brothers."

"Then why did you attack me?" Yasen scooped up the sticky food and put it into his mouth.

"Because you know too many things. After a while, you will tell M.O.D.O.K. yourself." Pell said sadly, "And our actions will start tomorrow. We must not ruin everything because of you. It’s just that I didn’t expect…”

When M.O.D.O.K. and Baron Zemo were talking, their conversation was overheard by Pell.

That's why he moved to kill.

What Pell didn't expect was that Yasen was not an ordinary person, and was far more powerful than he had guessed. Otherwise, Yasen would have died in that corner according to the plan.

"Or... I can have some hope for you. You are not an ordinary person." Hope suddenly burned in Pell's eyes.

"What do you mean?" Yasen asked confusedly.

"It's too late, they are already outside the door, wish you and me good luck..."

Yasen wanted to ask again, but he heard the uniform footsteps coming from the door.

boom!

The door was kicked open, and the heavily armed execution troops walked in. They roughly pushed aside the crowd and came to Yasen. The black combat uniforms looked like the robes of the God of Death.

Eight black guns were pointed at Yasen's head, and there was a cold and ruthless order.

"Get off the stool and come with us honestly."

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ps: I won’t write too many plots about mutants. I will only write when the plot requires it. Please feel free to eat it.