Chapter 274

"You want to learn? All of them? " Max seems to have heard something incredible.

"Can't you?" Su Mo took it for granted.

"People don't have to teach you. The reason why I teach you is that we are like-minded people, and I have no children and no one can pass on." Max could hardly hide his disdain. He had never seen such a man who didn't want Bilian, and he was so righteous.

"So, how can those who are able to inherit it?" Su Mo asked.

"There are only three ways. One is normal teaching, which may not be successful and can only be taught once in a lifetime. Not all people are willing to teach. If they pass on their own unique skills to others, they will not be so unique and will expose all their defects. " When he said this, Max had a sad look on his face. Frankly speaking, he began to regret after he taught his skills.

"What else?"

"The second is blood. Blood inheritance has a great probability, but it is not absolute. My metamorphosis comes from blood, and my father has other disciples."

"And a third?"

"The third is self awakening. This probability is not high, and many people will not realize that they have different abilities to death. Even if they do, they will hide them carefully to avoid being found and burned on the scaffold."

"It seems that I have only the first way to choose. By the way, can you describe the shadow to me?"

"What do you want? You are crazy! Crazy... " Max couldn't believe his ears.

"Bring him out, of course." Su mo of course said, very serious, as if he said this thing than drinking cold water is more simple.

"That's a federal prison. No matter how many people you take, you can't get into it. Even if you mix in, you can't bring a person out. Do you think I didn't want to save him? I'm such a friend, but I can't do that. Once I go in, there's no hope."

"Max."

"You don't know him at all. You don't have any friendship with him. There's no need to..."

"Max!"

"You make me feel like a coward." Interrupted by a series of voices, Max covers his face in a dejected way and sighs.

A few minutes later, Sumer left Max's house with his cowboy hat.

In fact, it was not so difficult to get in. Su Mo kicked open the door of the family, and soon attracted a round up of neighbors.

He didn't resist. He was honestly trapped in his hands.

Squatting in the cold street to accept the villagers' fists and kicks, until the police officers came to pick up people, they tied Su Mo's neck with a chain, and dragged him back to the street.

If it is a thin skinned player, well, as long as it is the main face, I am afraid they will not be so calm.

Even if he is familiar with the micro blog, he is not familiar with the odd people, but he is not familiar with the pressure.

After entering the police station, Su Mo was handcuffed on a chair, and a member of the law enforcement group came to take his confession.

No money, no life!

This attitude, no doubt, doomed him to be unable to go home for the new year.

Master Su was dragged into a prison cart like a dead dog and transported to the federal prison. The adult of the law enforcement corps gave him instructions to make him work and work hard. If he still had this attitude, he would be thrown into the cell where abnormal people could not bear to punish him and make him full of big men.

However, after entering the cell, Su Mo immediately became more honest.

Take the initiative to ask for work and strive for leniency.

If there was a pause for a moment, the jailer would whip him.

"Boy, I heard you are very rude outside. Why don't you?"

"I'll kill you. What do you stop to do? Who will allow you to stop and continue to work? Brush honestly. If you can't clean it, I'll lick it."

"You'd better try to do me some good. I'm not afraid to complain. There are not 100 or 80 scumbags killed by my whip. I don't need you."

"Ask your family to send me money, and if you don't have money, you can send food, even if you have a sister or sister."

The jailer seems to have a tendency of maltreatment. He is not polite to Su Mo Na, often flogs him, and keeps hinting that he wants benefits, otherwise he will kill Su mo.

Su Mo was perfunctory, actually observing the terrain of the prison.

The federal prison is called a big one. There are all kinds of people in it, ranging from thieves like Su Mo to murderers or other perverts with great harm. The only difference is that Su Mo has to work, while dangerous people are locked in all kinds of private rooms, large and small.

In order to frighten Su Mo, the jailer who monitors him every time he goes to clean a place, he points to the special cells on both sides to introduce to Su Mo how horrible the abnormal is.M. is not only afraid of this, but also afraid of a jailer.

"It's amazing. I don't know where he came from. But the warden specially designed this cell. More than 40 headlights were distributed around it, which made him feel dazzling all the time. If you don't know the photo, I'll lock you in too."

Su Mo suddenly stopped his work, he felt that he was looking for the right place.

If you want to deal with a person who steals a shadow, you just need to keep him out of touch with the shadow. More than 40 lamps are illuminated at different angles. It is estimated that the purpose is to eliminate the existence of complete shadows.

"Ha ha, I'm afraid. You look so handsome. I'd like to introduce you a business. As long as you're obedient, go with me for a while..."

"More than 40 lights are on. How can I sleep?" Su Mo sighed.

"Ha ha, if you are sleepy to a certain extent, you have to sleep, but don't expect to sleep well. Just let me make some profit..."

"Big brother, can you be polite? It's too ugly to eat. Anyway, I don't believe you dare to throw me in. You can't open the prison door. You're a little jailer who supervises thieves. You're not a fart."

When the little jailer heard this, he immediately turned red and whipped his whip.

Su Mo observed four weeks in advance, and after confirming that no one was there, he grabbed the whip tip and went up with a set of combination fists, which directly knocked the little jailer unconscious.

Judging from the damage caused by whipping himself, this is an ordinary sand sculpture monster.

He took out a tool from his backpack and straightened out the cell door. He opened the door easily. In reality, he could easily open the lock designed by various experts, not to mention this backward medieval thing.

Holding one of the jailer's ankles, Su Mo dragged him into the cell without pity, and then gently closed the door of the prison.

The light in the cell is a little exaggerated. There are lamps at every angle to ensure that there is no shadow.

The man Su Mo was looking for was suspended in the middle. After hearing the sound, he tried to twist his neck and turn his head, so that Su Mo could clearly see his panda eyes. He did not know how many days he had not slept well. The eye circles were even darker than the ball's.

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