Super Chiefs in American comics

In New Jersey, a plane slowly drove into the airport, and Lee, Zeu and Abel walked down from the airport.

"Where is the Black Camp Prison?" Li and Zeu and Abel asked as they walked outside the airport.

"On an island in a lake in New Jersey, the government built a ten-meter-high wall around the edge of the lake, and there were many piranhas in the lake, and if anyone dared to enter the water, it would be 100% torn apart by piranhas in the blink of an eye, and there were twenty gun emplacements on this wall, which, to put it bluntly, were enough to tear apart an entire armored vehicle group."

"Inside?"

"It's like an ordinary prison, a single room, divided into four cells, as long as you can afford it, you can even play computer games in it, there was once a person who broadcast live in it, and then offended people and was killed, but his live broadcast also made a lot of money."

"Interesting, take me there." Li and Zhu said with a smile.

Abel nodded, and then they hailed a taxi and headed to America's supposedly most heavily defended prison.

However, because they are ordinary people and have not reported it, they cannot approach the prison, and can only look at the prison from three kilometers away.

"Abel, you stay here, I'll go back."

"Yes, then boss, you be careful."

"Ha, don't worry, there are many people who can hurt me, but definitely not these people."

Then Li and Zeu slowly disappeared from Abel's field of vision, and Abel remained in the gas station, smoking a cigarette while waiting for Li and Zeu's return.

On the other side, in the black camp prison, a black man was sitting on the end of his bed, holding a book in his hand and watching quietly.

The black man wears a pair of gold wire glasses and looks polite, but no one would have thought that he was the brainman of the Mexican gangster and the person Joaquín Guman once trusted the most.

Yes, it was a military master who was regarded by Joaquín Guman as his own person, and even named him his family name, but I don't know why he actually betrayed himself.

This made Joaquin Guman unable to figure it out, but now he didn't need to think about it, there was only one way to die for those who betrayed him, let alone those who had all the evidence of their crimes.

"Witt, don't you come out for a walk?" A white man said as he appeared outside Witt Goodman's cell.

"No, I don't like sports, go on your own." Witt shook his head, and by the way, he extended his index finger and pushed the gold wire glasses that had slipped slightly.

"Okay then, by the way, I recently heard that the FBI people are here again, be careful yourself." With that, the white man turned and left.

Witt's eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, and Witt didn't seem surprised, and he showed a relieved smile.

"Did my brother send you?" Witt Goodman looked up and asked.

"Brother? You say Joaquin Guman?

"That's right, he's my brother, always has been, here's a letter, can you please help me hand it to him?"

"Yes, but don't you need to explain?"

Witt Guman shook his head, and then he stood up, and Li and Zhu looked at him, not afraid of him playing any small tricks at all, because all means were illusory in the face of great strength.

Witt put the book on the table cherished, and then took out a letter and handed it to Li and Zhu, Li and Zeu took it, Witt saw the letter fall into Li and Zhu's hands, he smiled again, straightened his clothes and said: "Can you give me a way to die without pain?"

"No problem." Li and Zhu said.

Witt closed his eyes at this time, with a smile on his face, Li and Zhu saw this and sent out a palm casually, and the fighting qi slammed into Witt from the body, instantly shattering all the nerves and five internal organs, and before the nerves could react, Witt died.

Li and Zeu slowly put it on the bed and gave him a decent way to die, and after doing this, Li and Zeu flashed again and disappeared here.

At the same time, the white man before came to Witt's cell again, looking at the book on the table, Witt who had closed his eyes and smiled, the white man suddenly felt bad, immediately rushed in, his hand trembled on his chest, and the hand easily collapsed, the white man was immediately frightened and retreated, and his actions also attracted the attention of the prison guards in the monitoring room.

After a while, the whole prison sounded an alarm, many prison guards rushed in fully armed, when the forensic doctor dissected Witt's body, everyone was shocked, because all the nerves and five internal organs in Witt's body were shattered, it seemed that there were no scars on the outside, but the body was like a container full of soup, and a decent internal organ could not be found.

After Lee and Zhu settled the problem, they found Abel, stopped a car, returned to the airport, and bought a ticket to return to Miami recently.

But while they were waiting for the plane, suddenly a group of policemen rushed in, and Li Youzhu stood up unhurriedly and said, "What crime have I committed?"

"Please come with us." A middle-aged man wearing body armor, his hand always on the gun on his waist, said as he walked out.

"No problem, I'd love to, let's go." Li and Zhu said with a smile.

If it was usual, it would be fine, but the problem is that now he is surrounded by dozens of policemen, but he can still be so comfortable, which is very problematic.