PART 47

Harleen flicked her wrist and stole two heavy black pistols.

She placed the pistols horizontally in front of her and used the holsters of the two guns to load each other.

Click.

The sound of bullets being loaded caught the attention of the prison guards.

When they turned back, everyone was shocked.

Daniel sobered up and exclaimed, "Harleen, are you drunk? Put down the gun, this is not a joke!"

Harleen smiled wickedly and aimed the gun at the two prison guards.

Boom!

Two shots rang out simultaneously.

The two prison guards, whose pistols were stolen, were shot through their skulls and fell on their backs. Their gray brains splattered with blood on the console.

"Shit!"

A prison guard reacted and prepared to shoot back.

But before they could draw their guns, Harleen held two guns and shot left and right, killing all the remaining prison guards.

Her Level 5 firearms proficiency was comparable to that of army special forces. It was no match for these prison guards who sat in the office every day.

The seven prison guards fell to the ground, and Daniel's alcoholism was completely gone.

Just as he was about to take out the pistol from his waist, he felt empty.

Then he remembered that he had removed the holster for tonight's date.

It's over!

Daniel felt a chill in his heart.

Harleen blew the smoke from the muzzle of her guns before aiming them at Daniel with both hands raised.

Daniel, who had previously been in a drunken stupor, raised his hands in surrender and shouted in anger, "Damn it, Harleen! Are you crazy? If you kill all these guards, you'll spend the rest of your life in prison!"

Harleen replied calmly, "I've been in prison long enough, and I'm never coming back."

Daniel, feeling a mix of shock and confusion, asked bitterly, "You don't seem drunk at all, and you don't have any mental problems. So why did you do this?"

Harleen's response was simple: "It's all for Jason."

Daniel's face changed dramatically. He suddenly remembered that among the many interviewers, only Harleen and Jason had spent the most time together, and without any argument. He thought his warning had worked.

"You... You were originally a follower of Jason, or he brainwashed you."

Harleen shook her head, her eyes showing an obsessed expression, "Neither. I'm in love with him."

Daniel's face showed astonishment, "You fell in love with Jason? In just a few days?"

Daniel had pursued Harleen for five years before they finally went on a date. He didn't expect that Jason and Harleen had only known each other for a few days.

Harleen pulled the trigger, her eyes unwavering as two bullets accurately penetrated Daniel's knee.

"Ah!" Daniel screamed and fell to the ground, gritting his teeth in pain, "You **** Bichi!"

Harleen stepped forward quickly, her high heels clicking against the floor as she got closer to him. Suddenly, she kicked him in the face with her heel.

"Don't think I didn't notice, there are many new injuries on Hani's body. You caused all of them. Don't worry, I won't kill you, I'll give you to Hani and let him execute you himself."

Daniel was in agony, two teeth knocked out, his mouth full of blood. He roared even more hysterically, "Stop dreaming! Long Island Prison has over a thousand guards, and there are emergency calls to the Marine Corps. You and Jason will die here tonight."

"Humph! You think we don't know about these situations? Don't think Hani and I are so stupid." Harleen walked over to the console and pressed a switch.

The sound of metal being pulled filled the air as the doors of over 300 cells in the prison area were opened. The prisoners were jolted awake, their faces etched with confusion. Were they being let out for some fresh air at this hour?

Suddenly, broadcasts throughout the prison area blared to life. "Good evening, everyone. I'm Dr. Harleen Quetzel, and Jason Walter's woman!" Harleen was a psychological counselor for the inmates, specially hired by Long Island Prison, and had been in contact with most of the prison guards. They were all impressed by her charming and sweet demeanor.

"I can't believe it!" exclaimed one guard. "Dr. Harleen is actually that sexy woman who's with Jason!"

"Damn it!" cursed another. "The goddess belongs to me alone!"

Harleen's voice echoed through the speakers once more. "Tonight, our comrades will enter the prison to rescue Jason, and this is also your last chance to escape."

The sound of a harsh alarm pierced the air, signaling the start of the daring prison break.

The awakened prison guards hurriedly grabbed their weapons and rushed to the control room.

"Move it! Move it! Get to the control room now! The rest of you head to the prison area and keep the prisoners under control. Shoot to kill if they make any wrong moves!"

While donning their gear, the prison officer assigned tasks to the guards.

One prisoner, who thought he was clever, yelled out, "Ha! This Fucker is just using us to fight the prison guards. Don't fall for it, people!"

"Yes, I am using you. Because in this world, there's no such thing as a free food," Harleen replied. "Are you going to be tortured to death by the guards in this prison, or are you going to take the only chance you have to escape and enjoy a life under the sun? I'm not forcing you to do anything. The choice is always yours. Good luck to you all!"

With that, Harleen pressed another switch, unlocking the controller that was tied around the prisoners' necks, which was as powerful as a grenade. Discarding the controller, the prisoners cautiously and tentatively stepped out of their cells.

They looked towards the prison exit, seeing a glimmer of hope to escape and live a life in the sun on the beach.

"Hurry up!" they urged each other.

A team of armed prison guards quickly arrived and aimed their weapons at the prisoners who had left their cells.

The prison officer shouted loudly, "All prisoners must immediately return to their cells and refrain from doing anything foolish. Since the establishment of Long Island Prison, no one has ever successfully escaped, neither could Jason, nor can you."

The prisoners looked at each other with hesitant expressions on their faces. As the prison officer had stated, Long Island Prison was a heavily fortified fortress, and despite numerous attempts by prisoners to escape, none had ever succeeded.

However, the only hope for escape was right in front of them, and even though the odds of succeeding were slim, no one wanted to go back to their cells.

As the prisoners hesitated, the prison officer grew increasingly impatient. "I'll give you three seconds to return to your cells, or else you will be shot dead! Three, two, one..."

"One death is a tragedy, but a thousand deaths are just statistics!" shouted one of the prisoners, which ignited the anger in the hearts of the other prisoners.

After enduring years of abuse and insults, the flames of anger that had been smoldering for so long finally erupted. The prisoners' eyes turned bloodshot as they roared at the guards, beating them frantically and biting at them.

Even though they knew it was a suicide mission, they still had to vent their rage.

"Shoot! Shoot!" shouted the prison officers as they retreated behind the crowd.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots and screams echoed throughout the prison as the situation spiraled out of control.