Cao Zhengxuan smothered on the black face's chest without any obstruction, and the black face fell straight back, because the thin man didn't have time to support him, the back of his head went directly to the ground. What a stupid thing to do to touch a stone with an egg, but aren't you more than capable of it?

"I'm sorry, big brother, I also like to eat pork heart stewed lotus seed soup!" Cao Zhengxuan did not forget to joke.

"Fuck your mother!" Bai Yan couldn't calm down anymore, and the whole person pounced and strangled Cao Zhengxuan's neck, bent his knees and arched Cao Zhengxuan's stomach violently. The white face is definitely desperate.

Cao Zhengxuan, who had these knee arches, had to vomit out his overnight meal.

There is another key point, Cao Zhengxuan's neck was stabbed by Weng Jianshuo with a finger tiger, and his white face strangled his neck, just where he was injured, and the blood immediately spilled out.

In a hurry, Cao Zhengxuan had to reach out and hug Baiface's body and thighs when Baiyan arched him again, and then hugged Baiyan's whole person. Cao Zhengxuan's advantages in hand length were brought into full play by him.

With a white face of more than 1.72 meters tall, he can't tell how many muscles he has all over his body, and his weight is less than 80 kilograms, so Cao Zhengxuan said that he would pick him up. In this way, the white face hugging Cao Zhengxuan's neck is like a bride hugging the groom, but the groom doesn't recognize him as a bride at all.

Cao Zhengxuan hugged the white face and slammed the white face against the wall, once, twice, three times......

The black face lying on the ground kept struggling to get up, but he was dizzy and couldn't get up. There was a pool of blood on the back of his head.

The thin man grabbed a toothbrush, snapped the toothbrush, and walked closer to Cao Zhengxuan.

"You can't, you can't!" the blood-vomiting prisoner threw himself away from the wall with all his strength and lunged at the thin man.

"You're dead!" the thin man raised his hand to push the hematemesis prisoner down, and raised his toothbrush to stab Cao Zhengxuan's back.

"Poof. ”

The toothbrush that had been wrung was inserted into Cao Zhengxuan's back, and blood was pouring out.

"Little brother. The bloody prisoner lying on the ground was bleeding from the corner of his mouth again.

The severe pain prompted Cao Zhengxuan to throw the "white face" in his hand aside. You must know that the arm that strangled Cao Zhengxuan's neck with a white face had already been loosened.

Cao Zhengxuan turned around and stared at the thin man with his eyes, "This big brother, this is also a game you like to play?"

"You go die. The thin man grabbed the toothbrush and forced Cao Zhengxuan again.

Cao Zhengxuan didn't look at it this time, he raised his foot and kicked at the thin man, and the thin man's hand holding the toothbrush was in the middle. Half of the toothbrush flew into the air.

Cao Zhengxuan snatched the toothbrush in a dashing manner, and the toothbrush was pressed against the thin man's neck, "Tell me, what game are you going to play?"

"Poof. ”

The thin man fell to his knees, "I, I'm not going to play games again." ”

......

Completely convinced by the black face, white face and thin man, Cao Zhengxuan helped the blood-vomiting prisoner who fell to the ground to his feet.

"Uncle, uncle, are you okay?" Cao Zhengxuan casually pulled over a towel to wipe the blood and stains off the face of the hematemesis prisoner.

With the performance just now, no one in the number dared to disobey Cao Zhengxuan.

The hematemesis prisoner was short of breath and coughed in pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted into the air to form a blood mist.

"Uncle, which big brother, please, please call for discipline!" Cao Zhengxuan roared.

There are still a few who are indifferent, and there are a few who you look at me and I look at you.

"Are you so inhuman?" Cao Zhengxuan picked up the blood-vomiting prisoner and rushed to the door, kicking the door with his foot.

"What for?" soon a policeman approached and asked.

"Comrade policeman, someone passed out and vomited blood, vomited a lot of blood!" Cao Zhengxuan said.

"Really?" the door was opened, and then it was pushed open, "Ahh

"I'm fine, it's him!"

"Wu Jisheng, didn't you just come in this morning?" the policeman said in surprise.

"Comrade policeman, don't care when he came in, hurry up and send him to the hospital!"

"You bring him here!" the policeman panicked.

Cao Zhengxuan followed the police out with Wu Jisheng in his arms, and then waited at the entrance. The police went to the leader to report.

At this time, Wu Jisheng opened his eyes and woke up. From the frequency of one volt in Wu Jisheng's chest, it can be inferred that his heart is beating violently.

"Uncle, are you awake?" Cao Zhengxuan said in surprise, "You must hold on, I have already asked the police to find the leader, and I will send you to the hospital immediately." ”

"No, no," Wu Jisheng breathed rapidly, "I, I'm no longer good." ”

"How could it be, you were made by them, just go to the hospital. ”

"Little brother, you, you don't know," as soon as Wu Jisheng spoke, blood overflowed from his mouth, "I have had lung cancer for more than half a year, and I vomited blood, so I ......"

"Lung cancer for half a year, uncle, don't scare me. You see, the leader of them is coming. You will be taken to the hospital right away. ”

There were three policemen coming this way. At the forefront was the policeman who had just gone ahead.

"How could this happen? Xiao Zheng, you must give me a good look at what is going on in room six. Hurry up and contact 120!" The person who spoke was a policeman of the same age as Wu Jisheng. Presumably the leader of the detention center.

"Yes!" said Xiao Zheng, the policeman in charge of the guard.

"No, no!" Wu Jisheng, who was lying in Cao Zhengxuan's arms, shouted with all his might, and struggled down to the ground, standing with his whole body leaning on Cao Zhengxuan.

"Mr. Wu, why don't you go to the hospital?" asked the leading policeman.

"Director Tang, I don't have time, I, I want to save time and talk to this little brother," Wu Jisheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Say, talk about something very important." ”

"Why don't you have time?"

"I've had lung cancer for half a year. ”

"Damn, how can this be? Then why didn't you say it when you entered the detention center? Xiao Zheng, Mr. Fu Wu went to my car, and I drove there myself!"

"Tang, Tang Suo, I really don't have time," two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Wu Jisheng's eyes, "......"

Because of the blood gushing out, Wu Jisheng was speechless.

"Leader, uncle is really not good. Cao Zhengxuan said.

"Fuck, then you're talking here. Say yes and call me!"

"Director Tang," the policeman who had been silent said at this time, "the prisoner died in our prison, and we will be responsible." ”

"I don't know about this yet, but can you refuse? I'll explain it to Director Fang. Let's go to room 6 and have a look. ”

Three policemen went to room six.

"Uncle. Cao Zhengxuan was extremely worried in his heart, a person who had only been in contact for one or two decades, and was a dying person, what important things would he tell him?

Wu Jisheng struggled to open his eyes, raised his arm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a weak voice: "Little brother, you, you let me sit down." ”

Behind Cao Zhengxuan was the desk named Xiao Zheng. Cao Zhengxuan helped Wu Jisheng sit down at the desk.

As soon as Wu Jisheng sat down, he lay on the table, his face showing a very painful expression, "Pen, and, paper." Fast. ”

There is a pen and a letterhead right on the desk. Cao Zhengxuan tore out a piece of letterhead and put it in front of Wu Jisheng, took off the pen sleeve of the pen, and then put the pen on Wu Jisheng's hand.

Wu Jisheng cheered up, held the pen tightly, and wrote the following text on the letterhead tremblingly:

Suicide note

I Jin handed over all the family business and property of my Wu Jisheng family to Cao Zhengxuan to inherit.

Wu Jisheng

September 2, 2012

Just like 20 words, Wu Jisheng wrote for more than ten minutes. There were several stops on the way. Cao Zhengxuan's name was once asked. Once asked about the year, month and day. There were also two stops to rest.

After writing it, Wu Jisheng actually thought of pressing the blood mark - sticking his own blood with his fingers to press the handprint on the name. also asked Cao Zhengxuan to press a blood mark.

Just when Wu Jisheng was writing his suicide note, the blood from the corners of his mouth kept flowing. Cao Zhengxuan was so shocked by the content of the suicide note that he forgot to pay attention to this.

"Impossible, impossible, uncle, how is it possible?" Cao Zhengxuan shook his head vigorously.

"Zhengxuan, it's you. Wu Jisheng squeezed out a smile, "You are, it was sent to me by God." I am very happy. ”

"No, uncle. Cao Zhengxuan was flustered and didn't know what to say.

"When you go out, look for, look for Chaoyang Law Firm," Wu Jisheng became more and more difficult to breathe, "Liu, lawyer Liu, he will, do it...... Target. ”

Wu Jisheng's "of" word fell, and he exhaled his last breath, his head tilted against the desk, and the pen was still in his hand.

"Uncle, uncle—" Cao Zhengxuan cried loudly.