Chapter 70: Order in the Prison [Add more to the 100-year-old ticket]
Wang Qiang's follow-up action made me breathe a sigh of relief, he rubbed the soles of his feet on the concrete floor carelessly, and continued to walk towards me and the bald head, saying as he walked, "Leizi, how many times have you been told! Don't be so violent! Blood, it's hard to explain when you ask about discipline!"
As he spoke, he came across from me, reached out and patted the back of his bald head, then looked at me and said with a wicked smile, "How's your back, young man?"
The bald head turned his back to Wang Qiang and didn't dare to squeak, the facial features on his face didn't know whether it was pain or fear, and he was almost wrinkled together, his body was stiff and still maintained the posture of grabbing my collar, I pretended to be scared and nodded at Wang Qiang, "Brother Qiang, I haven't memorized it yet..."
", are you a pig, won't you have a special back for all morning?" Wang Qiang was furious and pushed his bald head to the side, and he was about to slap me.
Good opportunity, finally when Wang Qiang and I were so close to each other, I could even feel the hot breath coming out of his mouth, and the moment he waved his arm at me, I grabbed the toothbrush and stabbed it at his stomach.
Wang Qiang's palm just touched my face, his face was full of disbelief, he looked down at the lower abdomen that was bleeding out, and his hands were weakly on my shoulders, "You... Ahh
Then he let out an uncontrollable scream louder than killing a pig...
"Fuck you!" I stabbed Wang Qiang's stomach a few more times in a row, because the force was too strong, "Gaba...", there was a crisp sound, the toothbrush was folded into Wang Qiang's stomach, I pushed Wang Qiang down, raised my leg and rushed at his head, "Bang Bang..." What other tricks..."
The bald head on the side was completely frightened, and he squatted on the ground and howled, and the prisoners who were originally sitting on the mat watching the excitement also stood up in surprise and looked at us in disbelief.
"Shut up!" I glared at the bald head next to me viciously, stepped on Wang Qiang's face with one foot and ran it back and forth, stretched out my hand and pointed to the prisoners who stood up to watch the excitement and yelled, "Be fucking honest with me, kneel with your head in your hands!"
Several prisoners almost did not hesitate, Qi Shushu knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, and his bald head hurriedly closed his mouth, only the glasses uncle who chatted with me yesterday for a night, half-squatted on the ground, looked at me and stopped persuading, "Brother, don't be impulsive, otherwise things will really make a big fuss..."
"You're shut up for me too!" I admitted that my emotions were out of control, and after scolding Uncle Glasses, I stomped twice at Wang Qiang's face.
Despite this, the noise in the cell still attracted the attention of the discipline outside, and someone outside "bang...", after kicking the iron door a few times, cursed, "What are you shouting, don't you want to eat lunch?" The voice was very unfamiliar, not like the chubby Wang discipline.
"Xu Jiaojiao, help, kill someone..."The bald head got up from the ground, and rushed to the door of the room as if he was nervous, and he looked back at me from time to time.
I stood still and didn't move, the bald head was just in line with what I wanted to do, I couldn't really kill Wang Qiang, but I needed to let the knife face know what I was doing now, everything I needed to do was done, and now I really need someone to notify the discipline to clean up the mess, these are all planned by me after half a night of careful calculation.
Hearing the shouting of the bald head, there was a messy sound of the key opening the door outside, and then the iron door "click...", was kicked open vigorously, a uniformed, holding an electric baton looked unusually burly policeman rushed in, and knocked the bald head behind the iron door to the ground, when I saw me indifferently stepped on Wang Qiang's face, Wang Qiang was lying on the ground with blood on his stomach and moaning, the policeman was obviously stunned, and shouted at me with a baton, "Don't mess around, squat for me!"
That's what I intended, nodded honestly, moved his foot away from Wang Qiang's face, and squatted to the side, the discipline breathed a sigh of relief, blew the whistle hanging around his neck, and after more than ten seconds, two armed armed policemen with guns ran in, carefully moved to me, and at the same time pointed the gun at my head and shouted, "Don't move!"
I was pressed against the head by the cold barrel of the gun, and it was especially two, my heart throbbed, and the cold sweat on my forehead came out uncontrollably, and I suddenly felt very ridiculous.
The discipline saw that I was honest, so I tiptoed over, I watched him, waved the baton in my hand and fell to my head, followed by a numb pain all over my body, my body involuntarily collapsed to the ground, the last thought in my heart before fainting was "paralyzed, the second time..."
When I opened my eyes again, I unexpectedly appeared in the office with a knife face, lying on the cold floor, and the nausea that had been sore in the cracks of my bones came back to me.
Leaning against his desk, he held an ashtray in one hand and a cigarette roll in the other, and looked at me with a twisted face.
Seeing that I woke up, he put the ashtray on the table and extinguished the cigarette butt, walked straight to me, stroked my chat playfully and said, "Little Tibetan mastiff, wake up, and behave quite well!"
I struggled to get up from the ground, my brain was dizzy, and the bones in my body were about to shatter, and I didn't know how much electricity was turned on when I was electrified that dog.
"Well done, I'm very happy! How about helping you erase your three-month sentence directly, isn't it interesting?" The knife face touched my head sickly, took out a cigarette, lit it, and stuffed it into my mouth.
"Thank you, Warden!" I smiled at him flatteringly.
"Lie down, rest and rest! To the outside world, I said that you have been locked up by me for three days, and you have three days to enjoy life with me! Hungry, I am going to have someone order a few side dishes from outside!" The knife squatted in front of me with a pleasant face, and pointed to a few small dishes on the desk that exuded fragrance.
"You don't need to thank me, I like capable dogs, you help me stab someone else in my prison area, I fulfill what I said before, that's all!" the knife waved his hand indifferently, then stood up and sat back in the chair behind the desk, his finger knuckles tapping on the table, as if waiting for me to answer.
I suddenly figured out a lot in my heart, although I don't know which other person's eyes are specifically referred to in the mouth of the knife face, but the "eye" is undoubtedly definitely talking about Wang Qiang, the matter is already obvious, the knife face deliberately arranged me in that cell, and then borrowed my hand to get rid of the other party's people, and Wang Qiang and I are just two chess pieces for the prison high-level infighting, although it is very helpless, but it is very beneficial to me, I need this opportunity to exchange for more commutation for myself.
Thinking of this, I tried to sit up straight, bowed down and asked softly at the knife, "Prison warden, what do you need me to do here?"
"Haha, I like your smart character, don't ask anything, it's much stronger than the fools I used before, they still want to use this kind of thing to blackmail me, but they suddenly died violently, be good, be smart, I won't treat you badly!"
"Don't worry, Warden, I'm one of your dogs, I'll bite whoever I want!" I had a sincere smile on my face, and I had already unloaded this bastard more than eight pieces in my heart.
"I like how you position yourself, I believe that one day you won't regret knowing too little, and you don't have to do one thing in person, one thing in your heart, in fact, you can't wait to kill me at all, right?" Knife Face laughed.
"I didn't! I didn't," I hastily denied.
The people in prison have no dignity, and the attitude of life outside that "I would rather be broken than broken" is completely different, where fists and violence are order, and if you want to straighten your back, you have to learn to do whatever it takes!