Zhang Kuan was taken to Prison No. 8, and the supervisor pointed to the outermost bed, and said: "This bunk is yours, so you can sleep here in the future. Come here on the first day today, you don't have to participate in labor, go to ideological education classes in the afternoon, make ideological reports in the evening, pay attention to handling relations with the people in the dormitory, don't make conflicts, you should know these things before you come in."

Zhang Kuan looked at his bunk, the lower bunk of the double-shelf bed, near the door, and could smell the pungent smell. Can I apply for a bunk change?"

The supervisor replied: "Generally, it is not allowed to change bunks without permission, and if you can communicate with the people in the dormitory, you can also apply."

Zhang Kuan understood, thanked the supervision, and put his basin towel on the shelf next to the bed.

As soon as the supervisor left, some people returned to the dormitory one after another, passing by Zhang Kuan, and each looked at him with unkind faces.

More than a dozen big men in front and behind him came in from outside the door, standing around Zhang Kuan, and the last one who came in was a red-faced man.

When a group of people came in, they closed the door of the dormitory, causing great psychological pressure on Zhang Kuan.

Could this be the legendary welcome party for newcomers?

The red-faced man came in and sat directly on the lower bunk opposite Zhang Kuan, with a deep face, and a chubby pier next to him stepped forward, seemingly fiercely introducing Zhang Kuan. Hey, the newcomer, this is Brother Long Aotian, and it's the fate of coming in.

Long Aotian's abacus is good.This newcomer can beat the guards to the fart.There is no such thing.The energy behind it is not small.Don't dare to offend easily.Don't offend.But it doesn't mean that you have to stammer.The next horse is still to give.Otherwise, how to convince the public in the future.

Special treatment for special people.Zhang Kuan's newcomer welcome party is definitely different from others.That method of fighting when you come up doesn't work.Your own little brother.Not everyone can go out and increase the punishment at will.And what kind of character the newcomer is.I can't figure it out.。

Therefore, the safe way is to first win over and collect for their own use, and in the future, they will have their own Song Ziwen and they will clean up the lessons.

Originally, others were so polite.Zhang Kuan would also treat each other politely.Helplessly, the name Long Aotian was too dramatic.Originally, Zhang Kuan's head was red and swollen.Now it was still faintly painful.I didn't expect this thing to be funny all of a sudden.I actually called myself Long Aotian.I didn't hold back at the moment.Haha laughed.

If he hadn't heard about the beating of the guards in the morning, he would have laughed out loud.

At the moment, Zhang Kuan's murderous reputation is outside, no one dares to caress the tiger's whiskers, and they all look at the boss on the bed blankly, to see what he is doing.

Long Aotian was also confused. What's so funny about you, new guys."

"It's not funny." Zhang Kuan pointed at Long Aotian with his hand." You're almost forty years old, and you have such a brain-dead name, don't you think it's funny."

When he said this, Chi Guoguo's slap in the face, Long Aotian had the intention to release the water, and he couldn't step down. Look for death."

In the end, he is a person who has been in prison for a long time, his thoughts can't keep up with the trend, and other people's insults are Chiguoguo.

What kind of person is Zhang Kuan? A large group of people blocked themselves in the house, and closed the door.

This thing is a lawless master.The original bit of a perverse thing was also blown away by Geng Zhi's words.If you don't come to me.I'm going to have to toss something out.,What's more, you send it to the door yourself.。

Joke that you have a brain-dead name.It's just an excuse.Even if you don't laugh at your name.I'll laugh at your face.I actually got a big red face.Pretending to be a big Guan Gong.

You still dare to slap the bed board, that's the lantern to look at the toilet to find.

As soon as Long Aotian finished looking for death, Zhang Kuan's fist arrived, fast and ruthless, Long Aotian didn't even react, and the person fell backwards.

The turtle hit it with a blow, and it didn't stop, and it bullied it again, grabbed Long Aotian's neckline and threw it back.

Everyone only heard the sound of the earth, which was the joy of the head in close contact with the earth, and it was also like the sound of the Buddha, which directly shook into the hearts of everyone, causing ripples.

Three feet down, Long Aotian turned into a dragon lying on the ground, instinctively covering his head, curled up in a ball, and didn't even hum.

Seeing this, the turtle stopped, looked around, and sneered. And - there - who is there."

A kind of Feng Xiaogang roared at the police department.

Look at Long Aotian on the ground, a group of criminals shuddered, and they all retreated.

Only the second gear head of the No. 8 prison building held his own identity, did not want to show weakness, and still stood on the spot, glaring angrily at Zhang Kuan." What kind of attitude do you have, dare to provoke the old man?" Say hello to your hand." Call me."

After speaking, he was punched in the face first, and then the world spun around.

The so-called posture, the so-called popularity, and the so-called fighting spirit are all divided into occasions, time, and opponents.

The old man bullies the novice, it is nothing more than the wind is high and the moon is dark, the supervision is asleep, relying on the strength of the crowd, relying on the momentum of oppression, supplemented by rough means, to carry out a mental and physical double blow.

Everyone is a sinner, but the number of years they have served is different. Some people have a short time, and they would rather swallow their anger and get out early.

But at the end of the day, everybody is an individual, we're all regulated sinners, and we really have to work hard, but few of them are willing to give up.

As for the real thugs, they are in the felony district, and they are not in the same district.

Those who can be locked up in the east and west warehouses are all life-saving guys.

Although Zhang Kuan has just arrived, it is also a bad name, and there is really no one in Lotus Mountain who dares to put the guards in shock.

Right now, the boss and the second in the eighth dormitory have all been put down, and the time is no more than ten seconds.

Zhang Kuan put down two in a row, and he didn't feel satisfied, and began to look around. And you don't want to in front of me."

A group of a dozen or so, no one dared to respond.

This is a strange gene in the bones of most Chinese people, in the face of power, dare not say no, those who dare to say no, are either rectified, or buried.

The turtle flaunted its might for a while, and pointed a little." You need to find me a good bunk, you need a good location, you need to sleep comfortably, you don't smell weird."

The people he hit retreated one after another." I don't know if it's a good location."

The turtle's eyes widened, he blinked twice, and suddenly bent down, and grabbed Long Aotian on the ground by the neck and lifted it up. Give me this bunk. That's it."

Long Aotian is also a big man in his forties.A few years ago, he also roared in the mountains and forests.He was bullied in the snow.He had been bullied.With a loud bang in his mouth.Struggled to hit Zhang Kuan's chest.To fly him up.

Zhang Kuan snorted twice, slammed his elbow down, hit the back of Aotian's head, smashed him to the ground, was in pain, and was afraid of being young and strong.

On the window of the prison cell, there was a pile of heads lying on their stomachs, all of whom were shocked by the thunderous means of Zhang Kuan.

There are only one or two real murderers in a prison house, and the rest of the people are mostly foxes and fake tigers.

With a bustle, someone outside banged on the door, and the tone was rough. What's going on inside.Open the door."

Zhang Kuan heard this, knowing that it was the person in charge who was coming, and strode over and opened the door.

Four or five supervisors rushed in, and when they saw the scene, their faces were red and their necks were thick, but they didn't make a move, but they asked Zhang Kuan. Here's what's going on."

Hearing this, the turtle replied: "Report.The newcomer Zhang Kuan reported to you.I was making the bed just now.I don't know why Uncle Long Aotian suddenly brought someone in.He wanted to educate me ideologically.Help me recognize my mistakes.I was very moved.And expressed his strong gratitude to Uncle Long Aotian.In order to promote the friendship between us.Uncle Aotian proposed that we have a wrestling match.Now what you see is the result of our wrestling match.Answered.Please instruct."

This call was realized by the turtle after being hit with a rubber stick. People under the eaves can't help but bow their heads.

The words are beautiful, but things are done badly, and the blind man knows what is going on. According to common sense, Zhang Kuan can't run away from a good fight, and he has to be confined for three days.

Unexpectedly, the head of the regulator only squinted when he heard this, and did not make any other decision.

Outside, there was another rattle of leather shoes, and a police officer in black uniform appeared, all the prisoners standing upright at the same time, their hands pressed to the seams of their trousers.

The black-clad officer strode up, looked up and down, and laughed. Wrestling, extracurricular activities, good." Then, he looked around at the crowd and nodded slightly. It's good, everybody gets along."

With that, the officer smiled again and turned away. Let's go, let them get on with their activities."

After hearing this, the five overseers looked at each other and left.

At this point, all the prisoners in Prison No. 8 realized that the new prisoner was arrogant, and that made sense.

Someone came over with a smile on their faces." Hello Boss, I'll show you the bed."

The black-clothed police officer strode back to the supervision office, sat down at his desk, and said to the supervisor at the door: "You call Meng Zhizhou from Dongcang for me.

After a while, the burly Meng Zhizhou entered the office with his head held high, stood one step away from his desk, stood upright, pressed his hands on the seams of his trousers, and shouted. Prisoner Meng Zhizhou came to report."

The black-clothed officer smiled, motioned for him to relax, leaned back in his chair, and introduced himself: "I'm Wang Yao, the new head of the security section.

After all, Meng Zhizhou is the leader of Dongcang, and his brain is naturally shrewd. Of course, he knows that the new security section chief is not looking for him to get acquainted. Thank you Section Chief Wang for your appreciation, I will study hard, transform seriously, obey the arrangement, and I will do whatever Section Chief Wang asks me to do."

Hearing this, Wang Yao burst out laughing and got up from his chair. Okay, good, very conscious." After speaking, Wang Yao took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Meng Zhizhou, gave him a lighter, and asked with a smile. Did you hear about the new kid?"

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