After leaving Gebon University, Jones went straight back to his apartment. Now was not the best time to act, and the Chakra he had consumed would also need a certain amount of time to recover.

And… Jones hadn’t forgotten the agents who were watching him.

….

At two o’clock in the morning that night, Jones, who had been lying honestly on the bed to sleep, suddenly turned over and stood up directly from the bed.

Quickly putting on a pure black dress, Jones flashed and walked directly to the door.

“One outside the window, downstairs, and another at the staircase, there are only three agents watching at me, how can such a few people watch me!” His gaze swept around the apartment, and Jones’ “seven zero” eyes couldn’t help but show a smile.

Silently opening the door, Jones went straight across the hallway and opened the window on the corridor of the apartment building.

Then, I saw Jones roll over and jump from the window, step directly on the wall and run downstairs.

Running fast on the straight wall, Jones now wanted to shout, this feeling of stepping on the wall and running below was definitely not something that could be imagined under ordinary circumstances.

Simply evaded the detectives of the agents, and after Jones ran out of two streets, he took out the steel armor from the other space and quickly rushed towards the destination.

Clinton Prison, located in Danimola, New York, was built in 1865 and is the most heavily secured prison in New York State.

Of course, this so-called most rigorous prison is only for ordinary prisoners.

Some criminals with special abilities will be detained in other places, and in some places, even ordinary people can’t think of existence.

And rightly, in front of some people with special abilities, this prison also seems to be half defenseless… For example, Jones!!

….

An hour and a half later, Jones quietly returned to his apartment. As soon as he entered the room, Jones fell directly on the bed, and instantly fell into a deep sleep, and through the hazy moonlight, Jones’s pale face could be clearly seen.

This trip is really tired, Jones is now in a semi-overdrawn state, and the chakra in his body is basically running out, and he almost can’t even step on the wall.

In this hour and a half, Jones used almost the virtual ability, and kept using the hypnotic ability of Sangouyu, and he struggled to avoid being discovered by people and monitoring, and these hard work were useful.

….

After sleeping until twelve o’clock in the afternoon, until his stomach was hungry, Jones slowly opened his eyes and got up from the bed.

Walking to the window, Jones looked up at the sky hanging high, and couldn’t help but show a wry smile, it can’t be like this in the future, this is nothing, if someone entered his room yesterday, even if he directly shot himself, Jones didn’t know who did it.

But… Now it’s better to sort out yesterday’s harvest!

A smug look appeared on his face, and the kaleidoscope of lines appeared directly in Jones’s eyes, accompanied by translucent spiral ripples, Jones’s whole person disappeared directly in the room.

Kaleidoscope writing wheel eye in a different space.

The structure of this alien space is zonal, it is dark all around, you can’t see anything, like a black hole that wants to swallow everything, Jones also tried to explore what kind of Yang existence there was, but every time Jones approached the edge, there would be a feeling of horror in his heart, which made Jones flinch.

The middle part of the space is a cuboid column, these pillars Jones does not know what material to make, extremely jian, even Jones tried his best, but he could not destroy it a little 0…

And it is these pillars that divide the space into different areas, large and small, the largest is the pillar in the middle part.

Jones’ steel armor, Banner’s serum, were all placed by Jones in this area.

In addition to the armor and serum, there were about twenty adult men in a coma in this area, all tall, short, thin, and of different ages, and the only common feature was probably the prison uniform of orange and yellow see on their bodies.

These people are Jones’ hard work.

John Smith, who killed his colleagues five years ago in a verbal altercation, then killed two passers-by who witnessed his atrocities.

Teia Bulang, a human trafficker, resold nearly 200 baby women.

Rig Garcia, a prisoner of forcillation.

Dicy Miller….

Riggs Rhodes…

….

Twenty-three prisoners, each of whom was murder, rape and murder, human trafficking and other evil acts, when seeing their criminal records, Jones kept wondering, why is there no death penalty in the United States?

Or rather… Why is the average person in the United States 1.3 without the death penalty?

For Jones, each of these people is enough to shoot for five minutes, and the most serious punishment they actually get is only life imprisonment, and there are even a few people who only need to be locked up for more than ten years to get out of prison!!

Jones doesn’t know what the US government thinks, but since these people have fallen into Jones’ hands, then obediently accept their own! With a cold flash in his eyes, Jones walked directly to a few display cases next to the steel armor, where it was Banner’s serum!

PS: I’m sleepy, one chapter is a full hour and a half… Alas, go to sleep too_

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