Chapter 385: Special penalties (two or three)

Being watched by Ron with the eyes of the dead, it is impossible for Pizarro not to be nervous. This is a guy who does not treat prisoners as human beings. The cruel means are in the eyes of Pizarro, who is known as the "Dirty King" It's all in the same place.
But he is more convinced that Ron is afraid to treat himself, because he holds a big secret in his hand, and the world government will never allow him to have an accident until he pry out that secret, which is also his death-free gold medal.
"Oh ha ha ha ha! Less frighten Lao Tzu!"
Pizarro moved forward, sticking to the cold railings on his face, and smiled evilly: "There is a seed! See who died first!"
"Good king!"
"Sir director, aren't you crazy? Teach him!"
The prisoners became more agitated, but some people watched from the wall, not only didn't join in, but backed out into the shadows.
"Oh, navy dragon!"
She stayed back on the bench in the cell, listening to the prisoners' venting and swearing, and looked up at the dark, dark ceiling.
"Really dumb guys."
Throughout LV.6, no one knows more about the means to advance the city.
These prisoners thought they saw everything, so they dared to provoke Ron. In fact, if the death-prevention gold medal exists, some means cannot completely ensure that no accidents occur. Magellan has taught them to be human.
Hilau saw what Ron wanted.
That is obedience!
Whether to turn prisoners into fools or torture them by cruel means, it is to make them honest and lose the spirit of resistance.
Under this major premise, it is natural that the number of such things is less and less.
Pizarro is out of luck.
The wise men shook their heads and closed their eyes.
Facing Pizarro's provocative gaze, Ron's expression remained the same.
It's a good thing to have a thorn, isn't it?
Ron can't give all the prisoners of LV.6 electrotherapy once, if every prisoner knows tolerance like Tickey, it will be the same whether he advances the city or not.
It is really a good thing to have a thorny head. Only by grinding away the thorny head can you change something deeper.
He smiled calmly. In the ominous premonition of Pizarro, Ron found the phone bug in his arms and dialed out.
"Director, what do you want?"
Hannibal's voice rang quickly, for fear of being spotted by Ron at night.
"I remember a water gun in the warehouse, right?"
"Uh……"
Hannibal thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, that's the automatic water gun designed by Bega Punk. Later, because the hot and dry climate of the dry storage room often caught fire, it was placed in the hot and hell's warehouse."
"Bring me all LV.6."
Hannibal: "???"
"Oh ha ha ha ha! Imp, haven't you done it? Use a water gun to deal with Lao Tzu ?!"
Pizarro laughed.
He has seen those water guns. When someone escaped from prison before, they held it to suppress the prisoner's riots. There was almost no power, but a large number of currents caused the prisoners to flee and it was convenient to guard the custody.
"Oh? Really? It's good to have confidence!"
Ron did not smirk, but patted Pizarro's face across the railing, then shut up.
Can Canglong do useless work?
The answer is definitely not!
The prisoners shaking their flags smelled something unknown, but never understood what Ron wanted the water guns to do.
Lessons from Pizarro?
Come on, prisoners who can come in LV.6, even those who can do it, are not afraid of seawater torture. How can Ron drown them?
Hannibal moved quickly. In less than five minutes, he ran in with seven or eight pesticide-like backpack-type water guns. A group of jailers behind him carried a large number of water guns.
"Director! All water guns are here. I have informed the control room to connect the seawater pipeline and can start at any time!"
Although he didn't know what Ron was going to do with the water gun, Hannibal carefully arranged everything. And he and the prisoners have the same idea, these water guns are used to suppress the ordinary prisoners on the first two floors. The monsters who want to deal with LV.3 must be too clueless, let alone LV.6, and they are not afraid of Ron too harsh.
Looking at the seawater duct pulled in by the gaolers, Ron nodded with satisfaction: "If you remember correctly, these things can be set up for automatic spraying, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Bega Punk has designed this feature in consideration of the shortage of staff sometimes."
Hannibal answered quickly, then blinked, "Director, do you want?"
"Every one of these guys' cells should be installed. I want them to be able to do this regardless of where they are in the cell, even on the ceiling.
"of course can!"
This is just a trivial matter. Don't say that so many water guns are only installed in the cells of more than 20 prisoners. If you want to install all of them, there are only a dozen or so.
After receiving the order, Hannibal immediately ordered the jailer to start the operation, and put the dead-end water gun position on those guys who had just coaxed, including Pizarro.
She stayed curiously leaning on the railing, some did not understand Ron's approach.
Obviously there are better torture tools in the promotion city, why choose these water guns like toys?
Can't you drown them?
It is not that Hiuli does not agree with Ron's cruelty and daring, but that the drainage system to promote the city regardless of fire prevention or anti-irrigation is very complete, and the losses caused by natural disasters are avoided to the greatest extent.
It is impossible to submerge LV.6.
So what can Ron want to do if he can't drown?
While waiting for Hannibal to do his job, Ron lit a cigar and took a sip, then took it off and stuffed it into Pizarro's mouth.
"If you lie down and lick my shoes now, I'll spare you and do what I say."
"His ... whh ..."
Taking a greedy cigar, Pizarro raised his beard in disdain, sneer: "Oh!"
"Very well, I admire your bones! So be it ..."
Ron clapped his hands, and Hannibal immediately brought the switch.
Setting the delay time to the shortest three seconds, the pumping machine immediately started to operate, making a dull buzzing sound. The next moment, a water cannonball hit Pizarro's face, extinguishing the cigar.
"Don't stop pumping during this time, when will he lick my shoes, and when will I be notified again."
That's it? ? ?
Not only Pizarro and the prisoners, but even Hannibal's head was hazy. But he didn't dare to disobey the order, nodded his head, and turned and yelled at the others: "Have you heard the command of the Master? If you let me know you dare to stop the water, don't blame me!
"Yes!!"
The jailer answered tremblingly, made up their minds, and ate and lived next to LV.6 and the pump to ensure that there would be no water outages.
Later, Ron left LV.6 with his new materials under the puzzled and perplexed gaze of a group of prisoners.
It's so easy to anger him?
Siliu frowned, not understanding what Ron wanted to do.
however……
A week later, Ron was sorting out the documents, and Hannibal knocked on the door like he saw a ghost ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Director, the prisoner below wants to see you! "
"Oh? Is Pizarro licking my shoes?"
Ron was slightly surprised that ordinary people can withstand three days of torture, and these monsters surrendered in a week?
"That's not quite yet, it's several other prisoners ..."
Hannibal recalled with a lingering fear, was that look really human? Fear of death does not have this look.
"Cut, why didn't you come to me?"
Ron frowned sadly.
"They don't care what they say! Tell them when Pisaro will lick my shoes and when will I see them."
Shrimp Pork Heart!
Even sitting is a system that is prone to estrangement. Even if the original book promotes the escape of City University, Ron must also ensure that those who cannot fight or scold are not so easy to leave.
Believing that Pizarro would not be so easy to give in, that was exactly what made him avenge almost all the prisoners of LV.6.
Hannibal shivered and nodded.
"understand!"