Winner Takes All novel Chapter 232

Jack did not resist. In reality, he didn’t have the right to resist in his current state. Of course he also didn’t think of resisting. When a stray dog was on the verge of death, he will not be picky about who took him in.

The only hope was… to survive.

By his ear was the roar of the engine of a heavy-duty military vehicle. Outside the window was snow-covered grounds. It was warm and comfortable inside the vehicle. The heat radiated from the heater and began to warm Jack’s body.

There was melodious music. Over ten burly men were raising their wine mugs, laughing and dancing. The air was filled with pungent alcohol. Alcohol could drive away the cold in such places.

But Jack was kept in a corner. He didn’t move and didn’t look around because he remembered what these people said. That he was a prisoner! And as a prisoner… he should behave like one. Only then could he ensure that he had the maximum chance of surviving.

“Guy, you are really very strange.” A bearded man with an assault rifle walked towards Jack. He looked down on him and was curious about Jack.

“Strange?” Jack raised his eyebrows.

The bearded man handed his wine mug to Jack. Jack did not reject and took a mouthful. The wine was strong and he immediately choked and his face flushed red. His body also warmed up significantly.

“Guy, this is 96 proof nectar of the Gods. Aren’t you afraid of burning your stomach with a mouthful?” The bearded man sat beside Jack and smiled, “Seeing that we are the same race, let’s get to know each other. I’m Demeter, leader of this patrol unit. They are my men.”

“I’m Jack.” Jack placed down the mug, shook Demeter’s hand and asked weakly, “Why do you say that I’m strange?”

Demeter laughed heartily, “In the past, whenever we captured a prisoner, they will struggle and scream and think that they had all the might in the world to fight us. Unless we tame them like a dog, they will not be quiet. You are the first one that did not cause any problems.”

Dog? Jack raised his eyebrows and laughed bitterly. This… perhaps it was being aware of the situation.

“Hey! Leader, what are you talking to the prisoner about?” A laughing and dancing Caucasian man yelled at Demeter.

Demeter raised his middle finger and pointed at him to signal him not to ask further. That scene caused Jack to be speechless.

“Jack, did you see that? As long as you’re strong enough, you can communicate with those who don’t speak your language.”

Demeter looked weirdly at Jack, “Guy, I like your character but let me remind you that there are no rules here. The only rule is you must be strong enough!”

“On this vehicle I’m the leader and I can still chat with you. Once we reach the destination, only you can help yourself.”

“Where is this place?” Jack asked.

“Black hell!” Demeter poured a mug of the nectar of the Gods for himself, “A place that is abandoned by the world. A place for those who threatened social order or extreme criminals.”

Which category did Jack fall under? Jack was depressed and felt agonized.

The so-called social order disturbance and extreme criminals must also be determined by real strength.

“If you want to survive longer in the black hell, if you want to live comfortably, you must be more ruthless and stronger than the rest. Otherwise you will have to learn to endure those things that others are unable to tolerate.”

Demeter’s gaze looked strange, “Those who were locked up at the black hell are those who will never be released. Over time, their interests change. To them a new person is a strong attraction.”

Jack’s eyes twitched. He understood Demeter’s hint. He was unable to accept such form of treatment! Demeter gently patted on Jack’s shoulder and got up to dance with his men.

Jack suddenly asked, “Demeter, is there no way to get out after being locked inside?”