Spy-x-War Showdown-Chapter 80 - 79 Chili Sauce

80: Chapter 79: Chili Sauce

80 -79: Chili Sauce

Yang Yizhen had no idea that the prison store sold chili sauce, but now he knew.

Lunch was disrupted by a group of Mexicans protesting the lack of chili sauce, and no one got to eat, but by dinner time, not only had Yang Yi collected enough food, but he also acquired the item he needed. freewēbnoveℓ.com

In his cell, Yang Yi took out his stick and then unwrapped the cloth that was covering one end, pouring out the small stones within.

Yang Yi pulled out the chili sauce he’d bought, which was packaged like fast food ketchup, except he didn’t know how spicy it was, he’d only heard from the old Mexicans that this was the spiciest kind available in prison, so he bought it.

After tearing open the package, he squeezed a little into his mouth and smacked his lips.

The chili sauce wasn’t particularly hot, but it would suffice.

He tore open all the chili sauce packets and began squeezing them into the head of the mace he had fashioned.

As the chili sauce filled the small container, Yang Yi took out a thin sheet of plastic wrap and carefully wrapped up the mace head.

A chili sauce mace was thus created.

He bent the plastic mace forcefully, then Yang Yi wrapped it around his waist and secured it, placing the caltrop within easy reach, ready for combat.

Actually, Yang Yi still didn’t know when he would be cage fighting the Boxing King, but he felt it was better to be prepared sooner rather than later.

Watching Yang Yi’s preparations, Chris, who had been observing, suddenly said, “I think stones would have been more effective.

The chili sauce is only useful if it gets in the Boxing King’s eyes, but I don’t think you’ll have the chance to squirt it in his face, and you’ve lost a potent weapon.”

Yang Yi smiled and replied, “I also don’t have the chance to smash the mace on his head, and even if I did, given the Boxing King’s resilience, I doubt it would be very effective.

However, with the chili sauce, if I can get it in his eyes, it would be devastating.

Not literally lethal, of course, but if the Boxing King can’t open his eyes, I can take his life.”

It was a dilemma about choice: whether to opt for a weapon with a fatal effect under very demanding conditions or a more balanced one, sure to be useful, but without the decisive impact.

Yang Yi chose the former, a weapon with great limitations but potentially lethal if effective, because he felt that with his ability, he was more likely to be killed using a plastic mace.

However, a mace filled with chili sauce, if effective, meant victory.

Waiting was an awful feeling.

Yang Yi looked at Chris and smiled, “You get out next year, right?

I remember you saying you have one year left on your sentence.”

Chris nodded and said, “It’s not exoneration, but eligibility for parole.

I’ve been here for six years with good conduct.

Next year, I can apply for parole and, if things go smoothly, I might be out.”

Yang Yi waved his hand and said with a smile, “What then, after you get out?

Revenge?”

Chris fell silent for a moment, then looked at Yang Yi and said softly, “I don’t want to talk about that topic.”

Yang Yi sighed and urged, “Come on, tell me.

It’s hard to find as good a confidant as me, because I might be dead soon, and the dead can’t snitch.”

Chris considered it, then nodded and said, “When I get out, I’ll find those punks and slaughter them.

They’ve ruined me.

My life has lost its meaning, so of course, I will kill them.”

“You think you can find them?”

“I should be able to.

I know their names and addresses.

I’ve found out.”

“I think your path to revenge will be difficult because years have passed, and they likely don’t live in the same places anymore.

Plus, their appearances might have changed, and you will still be under supervision during parole.

How do you plan to find three people and kill them?

You should know after you kill one, you might get caught, so complete revenge is really tough.”

Chris hesitated briefly before shaking his head, “I haven’t thought that far.

My information is very limited here; I don’t know what the outside world has become.

I can take my time with these things after I get out.

I’m in no rush since I have nothing else to occupy the rest of my life.”

Yang Yi was really just looking for someone to talk to; it helped him maintain a calm mindset.

As for the challenges Chris faced, he had no way to resolve them, nor did he want to solve them for Chris since he had plenty of his own problems.

But once Chris started talking, it was hard for him to stop.

“Even if I can’t kill all of them, I can at least get one.

I will try my best to kill them.

I have money; I can hire Bounty Hunters to track them down.

I have a friend who knows a Bounty Hunter.

I can pay someone to find them all!”

Chris said confidently and then turned to Yang Yi, “Do you know about Bounty Hunters?

They go after parole violators and, if they catch them, get part of the bail as a reward.

I’m paroled, but I can still hire Bounty Hunters.

If I have enough money, there will definitely be Bounty Hunters willing to find them.

They’re really skilled.”

Gao Yang said curiously, “Oh, Bounty Hunters?

That does sound like it could help you fulfill your wish.

But do you have enough money?”

Chris shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice, “I don’t, but my father does.

He’s waiting for me to get out.

He will give me his life savings, then I’ll have enough money.”

Yang Yi nodded and smiled, “Then you could indeed fulfill your wish.

But if you have enough money, why not hire an assassin?”

Chris looked at Yang Yi and said, “An assassin?

No, no, I want to exact my revenge personally.

You know, there are people in this prison who can connect to those willing to kill for cash, too many of them, but I don’t need them.”

Yang Yi was about to say more, but suddenly a guard appeared at his cell door and, emotionless, said, “3387, you’re being transferred to a new cell.

Pack your stuff, you’ve got two minutes.”

Yang Yi stood up, while an astonished Chris exclaimed, “That was quick!”

As Yang Yi gathered his bedding, he smiled at Chris, “Goodbye, buddy, we’ll chat more another time.”

Chris paused, then said to Yang Yi, “Good luck.”

Watching Yang Yi pack his things, the guard unlocked the door, then grabbed Yang Yi’s arm and started leading him forward.

The guard didn’t search Yang Yi.