"It has nothing to do with other people, everything comes at me!"

Liu Xinghao's eyes were staring at Guo Jianglong's eyes like a torch at this time, as the so-called capture of the thief and capture the king first, he secretly made up his mind in his heart, even if he had to suffer a loss today, he had to kick this Guo Jianglong who smashed his own ball half to death! If this evil breath in his heart does not come out, sooner or later he will have to suffocate himself to death! I saw that he adjusted his breathing and retracted his center of gravity, put on a posture to resist the enemy, first protected his head and face with both hands, and the muscles of his whole body were tense and ready to go, ready for a desperate battle!

The little black fat man and the glasses helped the little plum to the side, and looked at the inch on the ground and didn't know if he was really kicked unconscious, or if he was slippery and dizzy, and he lay on the ground and didn't move. Looking at Liu Xinghao standing proudly in the encirclement of the four of them, he did not show any timidity, but after all, his fists were invincible to eight hands, and Xiao Lizi and the three of them all pinched a cold sweat for Liu Xinghao.

Guo Jianglong looked at the perseverance and courage in the eyes of this young man, not a disguised momentum, but a kind of self-confidence from the heart! Judging from the leg he kicked just now, this kid's skills must have been practiced in martial arts for several years. The fact that he dared to fight against six in this detention center shows that he is extremely courageous! When he met such a young man with skills and courage, Guo Jianglong couldn't help but feel a trace of love and talent in his heart.

"Squat down for me and hold your head in your hands! Do you dare to fight? It's against you!" The two prison guards on patrol duty were attracted by the screams just now, and when they saw that they were about to fight, they immediately took out their batons and came up to stop them.

Fights and brawls in the detention center will increase the sentence on top of the crime, Guo Jianglong understood the stakes, and quickly put on a smiling face and explained: "Wang discipline, Zhao discipline, we are playing basketball and accidentally fell." It's not a fight, it's not a fight!"

"You fell while playing basketball?" The tall and thin Wang Guan looked at the broken and twisted finger of the big yellow tooth, and his index finger was already blue and purple and swollen like a radish.

Big Yellow Tooth glanced at Jiang Long's face, and had to grit his teeth and burst out against his will: "Report to Wang Jiao, I accidentally dropped my finger, and asked Wang Jiaojiao to allow me to seek medical treatment." ”

On weekdays, Guo Jianglong's gang is notoriously overbearing and arrogant in the detention center, and the corrections are too lazy to pay attention to these people. It is the so-called iron prison camp, and the prisoner with flowing water. After all, the people in this detention center are all petty criminals who have been sentenced to less than a year and unconvicted criminals whose cases have not been decided, and they will not be arrogant here for a few days. There is a way that the wicked have their own wicked grinding, and I can't imagine that someone can clean up their group today, which is really happy!

Wang Guan glanced at Liu Xinghao who was squatting on the side, this kid was clean, with no tattoos or scars, not like a ruffian hooligan on the street. There was a faint unruly heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and he said in his heart: "Hey, you dare to fight six with one, this kid is not a mortal, and now this society is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the front waves are hitting the streets on the beach!"

The chubby Zhao Guanjiao kicked the inch head lying on the ground, but he still didn't move, and when he turned over, he had already fainted to death with foaming at the mouth. Jiang Guotao, you are making up nonsense with me, right? You, you, you, you, and you, all five of you will be locked up for me!"

Guo Jianglong's group, who was still alive just now, heard that they were going to be confined, and they all drooped their faces and lost their temper, and Liu Xinghao naturally couldn't get out of it, so he was escorted to the confinement room by the correctional guard.

The confinement room is located in the deepest corner of the main building, and when the cell door opens, a musty smell immediately hits his nose, and Liu Xinghao finally knows what kind of environment the legendary little black room is.

There is only three or four square meters of space in the dark hut, there is a hardboard single bed against the wall, there is a squatting toilet at the end of the bed, the narrow skylight on the roof is welded by steel bars, the room that has not passed the wind for a long time is damp and moldy and the air is turbid, and the only electrical appliance is a small light bulb of less than ten watts that emits a dim light.

Thinking about Jiang Long's gang not taking advantage of it, not to mention that they were also locked up here, Liu Xinghao was a lot relieved, and he was at ease when he came, so he simply turned over and lay on the bed board to make up for his sleep.

This sleep was foggy and foggy until noon, until a "creaking" sound came into his ears, Liu Xinghao woke up leisurely, leaned on the door and saw that it was none other than Lao Meng Huang who was pushing the dining cart to deliver the meal.

"Lao Meng, you don't want to get something dry, your gruel will be in your stomach, and the urine will be all gone. From the confinement room next door came the voice of Guo Jianglong, who was holding a stainless steel bowl in his hand and sucking the already cold rice porridge.

"Boss Jiang, alas, don't be embarrassed for me, you don't know that this confinement meal is all about drinking gruel. Why don't you wait until you go out, will I invite you to eat big fish and meat?" Old Meng Le took the porridge bowl, and there was not a single grain of clean rice left on it.

"Hahaha, you old Meng Ke is really good at telling jokes, when you go out, I will use you to invite me, I will take you to the best hotel in Jiangzhou City, and there is no problem even eating him for three days and three nights!" Guo Jianglong patted his deflated belly helplessly, but he was afraid that he would have to lose a lot in the past few days.

"Come, Liu Xinghao, right? I'll give you a bowl of porridge too. Lao Meng pushed the dining cart to Liu Xinghao's confinement room and handed the porridge bowl through the small window on the door.

Liu Xinghao's biggest feeling in the past few days is that he is hungry! When people are busy at work, their sensory nerves are running at high speed, so it is easy to ignore the feeling of "hunger" when they are busy, not to mention eating whatever they want outside, and eating at what time they want, without restraint or restrictions.

But after being in prison, it is obviously different, as soon as the physical activity is reduced, the senses and nerves are idle and have nothing to do, and the hunger is like a flood beast that has been released, destroying your last line of defense. It reminds you of something when your stomach is empty. The more I can't eat it, the more I want to eat it.

This bowl of gruel looks like a clear soup with little water, but at this moment, it is as precious as elixir and jade liquid. Slowly suck a few boiled rice grains in your mouth and chew them carefully, you can experience a kind of sweet and soft glutinous unique to rice. Then take a small sip of thin soup and swallow it slowly, from the mouth to the stomach, there is a lot of joy. It's a pity that I haven't tasted a few bites yet, and a bowl of rice porridge has bottomed out.

Liu Xinghao reluctantly handed the porridge bowl back to Lao Meng, and suddenly found that a hard object was stuffed into his palm!

Looking through the gap in the window, Lao Meng put his fingers to his lips and made a silent expression, pushing the creaking dining cart and going to the next confinement room.

Liu Xinghao withdrew his palm and opened it, his eyes lit up and he almost screamed, what he was holding in his hand turned out to be a vacuum-packed braised chicken leg!

If a few days ago, such chicken legs were everywhere in stores and supermarkets, and it might not be rare to give them to Liu Xinghao, but now seeing it is more refreshing than seeing a big beauty.

Liu Xinghao tore open the package and smelled it deeply, the marinated chicken thighs exuded a charming aroma and were tempting to salivate, and the oily luster on the chicken thighs indicated the fatness of the meat, and the taste was definitely not bad!

He opened his big mouth and just wanted to bite, but suddenly hesitated again, and thought in his heart: "I am not related to Lao Meng, and I am not even a friend, how could he stuff me with a chicken leg for no reason?

Thinking of this, Liu Xinghao turned the chicken leg over and over again, there was no peculiar smell, no pinhole, and the fragrance was overflowing, it was a normal chicken leg. When you bite into it, the smooth and tender meat of the chicken thighs blends with the aroma of the marinade, and every wisp of it will delight the taste buds. The crispy chicken bones chew effortlessly in your mouth, and the touch of your upper and lower teeth makes it collapse and turn into powder.

Unconsciously, a chicken leg and even the belt bone have been wiped out by Liu Xinghao, and he sucked the oil droplets on his fingers with satisfaction, and he had long forgotten about poisoning or something. As the saying goes: I'd rather be a dead ghost than an empty stomach. Let's make the chicken legs more violent!

Guo Jianglong and Liu Xinghao's confinement room was the closest, he lay on the bed board and sniffled, and shouted loudly: "Alas, do you smell it, how can I smell a smell of braised chicken legs?"

The corridors outside the confinement echo clearly, and as long as you speak loudly, people can communicate with each other through the cell door. I only heard the younger brother in the other room Ying He said: "Brother Jiang, you are hallucinating from hunger, right? In addition to the musty smell in this confinement room, how can there be any smell of chicken legs!"

"Damn, the musty smell is musty, the chicken leg smell is the chicken leg smell, you can't tell it when you are Lao Tzu!" Guo Jianglong opened his mouth and scolded, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Liu Xinghao couldn't help but puff in his ears when he heard it, and thought: "Good guy, the nose is smarter than a dog, it's a pity not to be a police dog!"

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Time was no longer accurate in the confinement chamber, there was neither a watch nor a television, and there was not a single person in the room who spoke. Liu Xinghao lay on the board bed, in addition to sleeping, he could only recall some happy memories in his mind to pass the time.

I don't know whose bride the school girl in high school ended up being, and I chased her for two years, and I didn't even hold my hand once. Liu Xinghao looked at his palm, combed the palm prints and said with a wry smile: "The fortune teller also said that my palm prints indicate that I can fly in the future, I am all locked in a cage, why don't you tell me to fly?!"

"Anyway, Lin Qianrou's family tossed me in for money or why? Why is there no follow-up?" Thinking of this, Liu Xinghao sat up and thought carefully: "She is a drinking girl who just wants money, and I don't really treat her well, even if it's for money, you have to tell me a number!"

He was painstakingly analyzing the motives of Lin Qianrou's family, when a steady and heavy footsteps faintly walked towards this side.

Liu Xinghao remembered that this was the ghostly footsteps that Xiao Li Zi said, and immediately turned over and got out of bed, and stood against the wall.