The six policemen who were unconscious were immediately taken to the hospital, and the remaining policemen investigated the scene, while two other policemen questioned Ye Fan, Cai Liang and Wei Chang about their situation at that time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three of them didn't know what to do, and they all said that they were so frightened that they hid at that time, and they didn't know what was going on outside.

This explanation is reasonable, and besides, all three of them stayed in the car honestly, and there was nothing to ponder.

Eventually, a different car was used to send the three to prison.

As soon as they entered the prison, Cai Liang and Wei Chang were taken away, leaving Ye Fan alone to go through the relevant procedures.

It took more than 20 minutes to complete a series of procedures, sign a lot of papers, and receive two sets of prison uniforms, some daily necessities, and bed sheets and quilts with a strong smell of disinfectant.

I thought it was time to go to the prison cell next, but two prison guards took him to an office.

Behind the desk, a 40-something prison guard is smoking cigarette after cigarette with his legs on the table.

The guard had a few hairs on his head, scrawled to the side, splayed eyebrows, a flat nose, and a carp mouth...... It's really not a loss to him, it's really a declining appearance.

This image really doesn't look like a policeman, but the rank on his shoulder is two bars and two stars, which proves that he is a real policeman, and he is a second-level police inspector, so he must be a small cadre.

Sure enough, the prison guard next to him introduced: "This is the head of the first district of our prison cell, the head of Zhao Futing, and you will be under the supervision of District Chief Zhao in the future." ”

"Hmm. Ye Fan didn't know what they were going to do, so he simply responded.

And Zhao Futing extinguished the butt of the cigarette, took out a baton from the cigarette, and walked towards Ye Fan.

Is he going to be ready to hit someone? Not really!?

When Ye Fan was puzzled, the two prison guards beside him suddenly grabbed his arms one left and one right.

Holy!

Ye Fan didn't struggle, but wanted to see what the three of them were tossing.

Zhao Futing walked up to Ye Fan, stared at Ye Fan coldly, and said, "I heard that you don't want to wear a prison uniform, is that the case?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then if you don't want to do anything, tell me too, I'm so mentally prepared. ”

"I haven't remembered it for a while, but I'll ...... then"

Without waiting for Ye Fan to finish speaking, Zhao Futing suddenly put a baton bucket on Ye Fan's lower abdomen.

Ye Fan's lower abdomen twitched, and his eyebrows flew up in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Futing asked with a strange smile.

"It's fine. Ye Fan also smiled strangely.

"Nice, a bit of a prickly smell. ”

After speaking, Zhao Futing unceremoniously stabbed Ye Fan twice in the lower abdomen.

Ye Fan's lower abdomen spasmed, and the pain was so cold that he was cold.

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Futing asked the same sentence again.

Ye Fan also replied to him with the same two words: "It's okay." ”

"Very well, it doesn't look like your average thorn. ”

This time, Zhao Futing changed the baton.

Ye Fan clearly saw that there was a protrusion on that head, about the size of a broad bean, if this was stabbed, it would be even more ferocious than just now.

Zhao Futing meant exactly this, grabbed Ye Fan's shoulder with one hand, and stabbed Ye Fan in the lower abdomen with the other hand.

Nima!There's no end, isn't it a pig kill!?

Ye Fan decisively knelt on his knees, and came first, accurately hitting the target, something between the crotch.

"Ah~"

Zhao Futing screamed, threw away his baton, covered his crotch, and desperately circled in place.

It hurts!

The pain made his face flushed, his face was distorted, and his figure-eight hair almost stood up into a figure of 11.

The two prison guards were far from expecting Ye Fan to dare to make a move, and they were stunned for a while, looking at Zhao Futing who was spinning in circles with his buttocks.

"Give... To give... Give me a hard ...... Hit him. Zhao Futing exclaimed tremblingly.

The two prison guards received the order and were about to do it, but Ye Fan flicked his arms, and the two were immediately stumbled out.

That's a lot of effort!

The two prison guards were shocked and tried to rush up again.

And Ye Fan had already picked up the baton on the ground, then grabbed Zhao Futing's neckline, rushed his body, and immediately pressed Zhao Futing against the wall.

"You...... You dare to attack the police, you are looking for death. ”

Zhao Futing once again didn't expect Ye Fan to dare to do this to himself, which was really a precedent.

Ye Fan slammed the baton in his hand and smashed it down on Zhao Futing's head.

Zhao Futing was so frightened that his neck shrank and he screamed.

The other two policemen were so frightened that their eyes almost popped out.

I didn't expect Ye Fan's blood to be like this, did this product have a short circuit in his head, or did he come in after eating a few tons of stimulants!?

Ye Fan didn't hit him, and the baton stopped suddenly three or four millimeters away from Zhao Futing's head.

"Heh, District Chief Zhao, did you just say that I was looking for death?" Ye Fan asked with a strange smile.

Zhao Futing's face turned pale, and fine sweat broke out between his forehead and eyebrows.

He looked at the baton hanging on his head, still a little frightened, just three or four millimeters, if he didn't brake the car and smashed it down according to his strength, wouldn't it be a concussion!?

Zhao Futing swallowed his saliva with difficulty, wanting to say something, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Just because judging from Ye Fan's current performance, it is not a normal person's reaction at all, not only is he not afraid of the police, but he also dares to attack the police, and this guy is full of lightheartedness, it seems that it is not the first time to do this kind of thing, and it seems that he doesn't care about life and death.

In other words, it is the kind of outlaw spirit that kills one to offset the cost and kills two to earn it.

He unexpectedly remembered the information he had just seen about Ye Fan, which was to stomp on the arsonist's wrists and elbows into comminuted fractures...... Ruthless.

Careless!

"District Chief Zhao, why don't you speak, am I scaring you. ”

Ye Fan used a baton to smooth out Zhao Futing's messy hair, and then said, "If you don't have anything to say, then I'll say what I think, can you say it?"

“…… You said. ”

"I know that every line has its own rules, and I can understand that it is not easy for you to discipline prisoners, and I have no objection to you using certain means to discipline me, but don't see me as a prisoner, let alone treat me as a prisoner, I just came here for a walk, maybe I will stay for a few days and then go out.

So, don't deal with me in the same way that you treat prisoners, and don't mess with me if you have nothing to do, or I'll definitely beat you so much that you don't even know your parents, do you hear?"

After Ye Fan finished speaking, there was silence in the room, and it seemed that even the sound of breathing had frozen.

Zhao Futing and the other two prison guards looked at Ye Fan with incredulous eyes, feeling as if they had seen alien creatures.

You even said don't treat him as a prisoner, so why are you here?

He also said that he would go out after a few days, so he came to prison for a vacation?

What's even more incredible is that he even threatened Zhao Futing, saying that he wouldn't mess with him, otherwise his parents wouldn't know him......

My dear, there's definitely something wrong with this thing's head, otherwise, it would be impossible to say such a thing.

Zhao Futing really thought that Ye Fan had something wrong with his head, so under such thoughts, he immediately thought of not stimulating him, lest his blood rush to his brain and smash it down with a stick.

Yes, first to appease him, and then, to control him, and then send him to the infirmary to check his IQ......