Prison Warden Chen Qihe stared at Ye Fan's figure fixedly, and he didn't enter the house until Ye Fan disappeared around the corner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After closing the door, the first thing he said was: "Zhao Futing, have you had your brain gnawed by a pig?"

Zhao Futing got up from the ground, sorted out his clothes, didn't speak, his eyes flashed.

Chen Qihe's second sentence was: "There are so many thorns in the prison cell, do you need to be the first bird?"

“……”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Futing to respond, Chen Qihe opened the door and left.

Zhao Futing looked at Chen Qihe's back in a daze, and suddenly understood something.

He smiled meaningfully, closed the door, sat down in the chair behind the desk, habitually rested his legs on the table, and then lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

In the smoke, his face was full of anger for a while, and he gritted his teeth for a while.

After the cigarette in his hand was finished, he squeezed out the cigarette butt, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

After the phone was connected, he simply said to the other party: "Don't worry, he has been arranged in Zhu Hongzhang's prison cell, well, the most brutal violent criminal in my district." ”

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Ward 117, Ward 1.

Four iron beds, bunk beds, eight beds, and seven prisoners have been inhabited.

At this time, the one next to the door is the most lively.

In the center is an extremely fat strong man, about 1.8 meters tall, shirtless, wearing a pair of big pants lying horizontally in the center of the bed.

He was covered in flesh, and he gave the impression of meat, flesh, flesh...... It's not an exaggeration, the two legs are like two big tree stumps, and the thickness is only afraid to beat the slender waist of a woman, and the flesh on the chest and abdomen is layered on top of each other, as if hanging with countless tires, and the arms are as thick as calves.

The same is true on the face, with a fat head and big ears, and the two lumps of flesh on the cheeks are showing signs of sagging, and the flesh under the eyes is squeezed so that there is only one slit left in the eyes, perhaps the eyes are already small.

According to visual inspection, at least thirty-five or sixty pounds or more, such a weight, the bed board seems to be unbearable, so under the bed is very spectacularly supporting six wooden stools......

Now, four prisoners are waiting for him, one with a towel to wipe his sweat, one peels melon seeds to feed him, one pinched his arm, and one trimmed his nails.

The life of a big man is not simple.

At this time, he swallowed a handful of melon seeds, chewed them, and asked, "Is the news reliable?"

The prisoner standing in front of the bed immediately responded: "The news from the jackal should not be wrong, Cai Liang and Wei Chang have just been transferred back." ”

"That couldn't be better. The fat man laughed and squeezed the butt of the prisoner who was pinching his arm.

The prisoner twisted and shook his body, and said angrily: "Brother Zhang, be gentle, it hurts everyone." ”

That's enough...... Goosebumps fell to the ground.

Those prisoners are used to it, and their eyes are lustful to look at this pseudo-girl, it's not that these people have bad taste, it's really that this pseudo-girl is more charming than a woman when she is up.

The Tao is very deep!

It was at this time that the small window on the door "clicked" open, and a prison guard shouted in the window: "Zhu Hongzhang." ”

"In. ”

The fat and strong man sat up with his waist straight, and the iron frame bed swayed from side to side.

He got up and moved to the door, and greeted the prison guard with a smile: "Brother Lin, what are your orders?"

"Your friend just came and wrote you a note. ”

"Thank you, Brother Lin. ”

Zhu Hongzhang spread out the note, and four words were written on the paper: Say hello.

Zhu Hongzhang was slightly stunned, and then smiled strangely: "Brother Lin, please tell my brother, I won't let him down." ”

The guard didn't say anything, closed the small bars and left.

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After Ye Fan finished applying medicine and bandaging his wounds in the infirmary, he took his daily necessities and followed the prison guards to the outside of cell No. 117.

The prison guard opened the door and looked inside through the small window before opening the iron door.

"Let's go inside. ”

Ye Fan stepped into the door, and the iron door behind him immediately "banged" shut, as if he was isolated from the world from now on......

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, couldn't help but glance back, and then looked at the situation in the house.

No doubt noticed the scene under the first bed, the fat man was really a lot of meat, and the other seven people all had cold smiles on their faces, and their eyes were like looking at a little lamb to be slaughtered......

Interesting, it seems that I am not ready to make myself a good person.

It just so happens that he is not a good person.

Ye Fan smiled faintly and walked towards the empty bed, that is, the upper bunk of the first bed, that is, on top of the fat meat.

However, when he approached, five prisoners surrounded him neatly, all staring at him with fierce looks. Only Zhu Hongzhang was still lying on the bed, and the pseudo-mother who looked a little goosebumps was waiting for him beside him.

"Tell me, what's your name. Zhu Hongzhang's eyes were aimed at Ye Fan.

"Don't make all this useless, let's go straight to it. ”

"Huh. ”

Zhu Hongzhang smiled cruelly: "If you are in a hurry, it's okay, then give me a hard beating, just take a breath." ”

The five prisoners who surrounded Ye Fan immediately showed their hands and feet, fists and feet, all of them greeted Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's body moved.

Bang, bang, bang......

In less than a minute, five prisoners were lying on the ground screaming.

Zhu Hongzhang was stunned and wanted to get up.

And Ye Fan rushed to him in one step, grabbed a piece of fat on his chest (it's very easy to start), pulled it, threw it, and Zhu Hongzhang, who was almost 400 pounds, threw himself on the ground like a dog snatching.

Ye Fan stepped on his fat face, and asked with an evil smile, "Tell the master, what is your name." ”

"You're looking for death. ”

Bang!

Ye Fan decisively kicked him in the head, Zhu Hongzhang's eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Hongzhang woke up slowly, felt a pain in his head, snorted and glanced around, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I saw that in the corner, six people were jumping with their heads in their arms, all of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and they were almost unrecognizable.

The new prisoner sat on the bed, smoking a cigarette and peeling melon seeds.

Damn, the smoke is mine, the melon seeds are mine, and this carefree appearance is even more maddening.

Zhu Hongzhang turned over and got up, his fat body rushed towards Ye Fan like a hill, and he shouted viciously: "Ma cut the pen, Lao Tzu has to kill you today." ”

But......

Seeing that he was about to pounce on Ye Fan, he saw Ye Fan jumping up, and then volleying his legs, tsk, Bruce Lee......

Zhu Hongzhang's head hurt, the picture in his eyes shifted horizontally, then his vision blurred, then it was dark, and then it was dark again......

Inside Zhao Futing's office.

Zhao Futing looked at his watch, stood up from the chair, and said, "Let's go, go and see, Zhu Hongzhang's villain is not light or heavy, don't kill anyone." ”

Immediately, he took two prison guards to the outside of cell No. 117, and the three of them stuck to the door and listened, but there was no movement, which ......

Zhu Hongzhang won't really kill that guy.

Zhao Futing hurriedly asked the prison guard to open the small window on the door, and the three heads took a closer look, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.

The picture is very shocking, I saw Zhu Hongzhang leading six prisoners to squat by the wall, a long slip, very neat, and Ye Fan, sitting on the bed with a sneer, was looking at this side with a sneer.