My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 637

“Gosh, isn’t that the kid who tried to escape?”

“Haha! He underestimates this place too much!”

“It’s not his fault that he doesn’t know. But does he think this is a farmer’s market?”

“Shut up. At the end of the day, he came back alive. The ones who tried to escape last time got turned into dust.” A man with a scar on his face scoffed.

After he said that, everyone shut their mouths.

That was right!

This kid was staying in Cell 1, so who were they to make fun of him?

When Nash was about to go back to his cell, a hoarse voice from a dark room on his right called out, “Nash?”

“Who’s there?”

Nash stopped and turned his head.

In the dark, an old man with long hair walked over with heavy cuffs on his hands and legs.

Immediately, Nash could sense a strong smell of blood.

He was not wrong.

This sense would come from people with a murderous temperament, and only high-level martial artists could feel it.

The old man walked to the bars of the window that was about the size of a basketball and looked at Nash in envy.

“Jasper 'the Wolf' Powell?”

Nash’s pupils contracted.

The old man parted the hair on his face and showed Nash his face that was covered in scars. Grinning, he said, “It’s me. Why are you here?”

Nash shrugged. “I did too many bad things.”

The old man was confused. “Don't you only kill bad guys? And most of them are not from the country, so they have no reason to arrest you, no?”

Jasper was the number one killer seven years ago.

He was bloodthirsty, and his KDA was over four digits. In short, he was an out-and-out devil.

Nash’s first mission was with him.

At that time, Nash was only 16 or 17 years old. Seven years had passed, but Jasper could still recognize him.

After that, Jasper went missing. Nash thought he died during a mission, but who knew, he was just locked up.

Nash looked at the plate of the cell, which said Cell 2.

“Yeah, yeah, there’s nothing to talk about.”

Nash turned to head back to his cell after saying that.

Jasper pressed his face on the window and asked, “Can I talk to you about something.”