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The guards took Tyler to a bathroom, where they undressed him and sprayed him with a hose very roughly.

Before doing so, they had reviewed and confiscated everything they had, which in the end turned out to be a big ”nothing”.

On his eighth trip to the world mission. Tyler saw that his cell phone was almost unloaded, so he had left it with his portable charger.

The only thing they managed to find. It was a wallet, with the few dollars Tyler had left after eating.

Tyler simply cooperated, because of the attitude of the guards, he could see that they had bad intentions. but he doubted that they could even give him half the suffering of the young master.

After putting on his prisoner clothes, Tyler was taken to a large open courtyard, with thousands of prisoners inside.

It was the first time for tyler, seeing such a large number of people with bad karma, although there was one or another with a central karma, most had a negative red number on their heads, that included most of the guards for some reason.

Tyler walked to the corner furthest from any prisoner, did not want to be related to them, or incur any conflict.

But it seemed that that would only be an illusion.

Shortly after arriving, the guards went to a group of prisoners and talked to them, occasionally pointing them out.

Tyler was not stupid and could guess what they were talking about.

His suspicions were confirmed, when shortly after speaking with the guards, the prisoners approached his corner.

They surrounded him in a circle, while a middle-aged man stood out.

”Boy, I'm not going to play bullies with you, and I'll tell you, someone out there is paying a lot to make your life impossible here, and I'm not stupid to let this opportunity go.”

The man spoke calmly, while smoking a cigarette.

After saying what he had to say, the man did not waste any more time and made a sign with his hand as he left.

The rest of the prisoners came forward immediately and gave him a beating together with Tyler.

Everyone in the courtyard could see the show but nobody did anything to stop them, not even the guards.

In fact, the guards comfortably watched the show from the towers and stalls with smiles of amusement.

Tyler tried to fight. returning blow by blow and dodging the blows he could with his agility a little higher, but was overwhelmed by the number of attackers.

Even being on the ground and being hit tyler I look at all his attackers and memorize their faces one by one.

The desire to take an ak47 from his mission world and distribute bullets consumed him. but he held back, he knew that if he did that, the guards in the tower would shoot him without basilizing.

The prisoners only stopped when they were tired and had difficulty breathing.

Tyler endured the beating without letting out a scream or a moan.

He got up and looked at them with calm but cold eyes. His gaze went to the different guards present.

Some guards shuddered, when they felt a little scared. It was as if they were being watched by a beast that was marking its prey.

Tyler walked limping towards the middle-aged man.

The man looked at him and said.

”That's all for today boy, tomorrow will be a wonderful day.” A smile adorned his face, showing his gold tooth.

Tyler passed it as if it did not exist, his face showed no expression at his threat.

But before being able to continue, another group tackled him.

This group was more disorganized, there were some muscular blacks, some blondes full of tattoos and piercings, and even some Asians. Each one separate from the other but with a common goal ”tyler”.

”Uuufffff And how much did they pay you?” I ask tyler sarcastically.