The fat-faced director put down this sentence and turned to leave, and Fan Jin and Fan Chengpeng also smiled and left after him. Two policemen walked up and took Shen Han to another room.

"No, we have to get someone to help." Liao Wenzheng watched Shen Han being taken away, and immediately took out his mobile phone and rummaged through the address book on it.

"Lao Jin, are you going to deal with that bastard next?" After coming out of the detention cell, Fan Chengpeng asked anxiously.

"Let's lock him up for two days." Jin Tuan said lightly.

"That's it?" Fan Chengpeng frowned.

"That's all."

"Lao Jin, you shouldn't be scared by that old guy Liao Wenzheng." Fan Chengpeng said a little angrily.

"Liao Wenzheng is staring, it is indeed inconvenient for us to lynch us. But if we don't punish him, it doesn't mean that we can't teach that kid a lesson. In my cell, there are all kinds of people. When Jin Tuan said this, his expression had a little evil flavor.

A smile appeared on Fan Chengpeng's face: "I understand what you mean, we can't lynch, it doesn't mean that those leaders in the cell don't move lynching, right?" ”

"Old Fan, you don't understand. Beating someone in a cell doesn't make much sense anymore. As I said, I have all kinds of characters here, and some of them have special tastes, and they like men more than women. Jin Tuan raised his eyebrows, and his big fat face pressed a pair of eyes into a slit.

Fan Chengpeng and Jin Tuan glanced at each other, and then the two laughed.

Fan Jin's spirit was shocked, this is indeed much more enjoyable than beating Shen Hanfat. This Uncle Jin has a very strong taste.

Shen Han was taken out of the detention cell by two policemen, but he found that it was not the two policemen who did not take him to record a confession, but took him to a closed prisoner's room. As soon as I walked into this room, a **** commotion came to my face.

When Shen Han came in, there were more than a dozen people inside, half of them were sturdy and burly strong men, and half were relatively thin and fair-skinned men. When Shen Han saw them for the first time, he had a strange feeling, and he couldn't tell how strange the method was. But when he saw a stout man and a fair-skinned man grinding together on the bed for the second time, he understood what was strange, and at the same time, there was a feeling of numbness in his scalp.

Your sister, do you want to take care of Lao Tzu so much, I'm not good at this.

And when the people in the cell saw Shen Han walk in, their eyes all lit up. Especially the four or five big men who were burly and tall and had many tattoos on their bodies, they almost even drooled out.

Ji Ji stood on Shen Han's shoulder and gloated: "Boss, your first time is not necessarily dedicated to a woman, but it may also be dedicated to a man. ”

Shen Han was angry, and in his heart, he grabbed the golden fat man and the female relatives of the Fan family's father and son and greeted them again.

"Brother Huo, this old gold is quite interesting, I sent a high-quality goods to a few of our brothers, this little girl looks so good, I like it." A burly man licked his lips with his tongue and said, as if he was about to enjoy a feast right away.

Auntie, girl! Shen Han almost fell down when he heard this, he was very angry, and he wanted to rush up and take off his pants and reason with these guys, look, we are gentlemen, and the ones with the handles are good or not.

"Yes, white skin and flesh on the buttocks. It's a good thing. I just don't know how the sound is, but I have a high demand for musicality. Wearing a thick gold chain and dyed red hair, Brother Huo nodded, as if he were commenting on an animal.

Shen Han couldn't help but feel the chrysanthemum tighten, and being commented on his ass was such a weird thing. It's always him who comes to comment on women's asses. couldn't help but think of Tang Zixi and Lin Xueshuo, and recalled it seriously, although he was not convinced, but he had to admit that the butts of these two women were much better looking than his own.

Shen Han was even more angry, damn it, you don't want so many women in the world, you have to point fingers at you, is it interesting?

Although the room was filled with a familiar smell for men, the beds of these strong men were clean and tidy. In particular, the beds of those strong men are low near the windows, which can not only get sunlight, but also have fresh air circulation. It's one of the more comfortable places in the cell. So Shen Han walked over slowly.

"Although I don't approve of your sexual choice, as a well-educated person, I will still respect your choice." Shen Han smiled slightly, and then said something that made these people all dumbfounded, "But please understand, I have a habit of cleanliness, and I still hate sleeping with you people with special hobbies, so a few of you, all go to other places, I want it here." ”

"How dare he talk to me like that?" The red-haired man glanced at a few companions in surprise, and was happy, he hadn't started to enjoy the "little girl" that was delivered to his mouth, and this guy actually took the initiative to find fault.

"Big brother, he seems to be talking to you like this." The head of the chicken nest confirmed.

Shen Han smiled and smiled very cheerfully: "You heard it right, the master is here to find fault, I'll let you get out!" ”

"your mother!" The red-haired man jumped up and was about to kick Shen Han in the stomach. There's nothing wrong with his special hobbies in some aspects, but this doesn't mean that his skills are also sissies, when he is outside, he is a real underworld leader. Shen Han is the girl he likes, yes, but if someone dares to challenge his prestige, he will not hesitate to destroy the flowers with his hot hands, uh, well, spicy hands to destroy the grass.

The rest of the cell was watching as if they were watching the show, the burly men laughing, and the emaciated men huddled in the dark corners laughing, and they laughed more cheerfully than the burly men. Thinking back to when they were thrown in, they were also quite normal gentlemen, but when they arrived in this cell, whether you wanted to or not, be a girl. These days, they are devastated, both physically and psychologically. Now that they see that there is another new person who is about to be destroyed, they have a perverted pleasure in their hearts. This red-headed man has a special taste, but when it comes to cheering up, it is quite strong, and it is estimated that even if more than a dozen people in the whole cell besiege him, he may not be an opponent.

Boy, just lie down and accept the humiliation.

These people thought of this with pleasure in their hearts.

It's a pity that they are going to be disappointed after all. Because the man who looked thin, when facing the attack of the red-headed man, easily and casually stretched out a hand and grabbed the opponent's foot and neck, and then twisted it, and the red-headed man's foot and neck twisted to the side. It hurt so much that the red-headed man's entire body rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, directly changing from face forward to buttocks forward.

Shen Han still held his foot and neck and didn't let go, he held his other hand on the bed tube, and then broke the tube directly with a slight break. A foul smell suddenly welled up in his heart, and he took the steel pipe and stabbed hard at the red-headed man's ass......

"Ahh......h

The other dozen or so people in the room watched this scene stupidly, and couldn't help but feel chrysanthemum.

That's a stick, it's not a ****, it's an iron bar. They seemed to be able to empathize with the pain of the red-headed man at this time. There is a saying that what is said is that what is broken all day long is broken today.

Outside the cell, the two policemen who had just escorted Shen Han in glanced at each other, and each other showed a gloating smile. A policeman took out his mobile phone to broadcast a number, and after connecting it, he smiled flatteringly: "Director, the red head has started to eat." The voice just now, that was a miserable, worse than all the before, it seems that the red head is quite satisfied with the food we sent in this time, okay director, I will monitor it, I won't let them play him to death, hehe......"

After Director Jin hung up the phone, he pointed to his phone and smiled at Fan Chengpeng: "Look, it's time to eat." The guys in the cell were very happy with the little girl we sent in. ”

Fan Chengpeng also laughed and said: "Lao Jin, you have such a bad taste, it's really pleasing to people." ”

Director Jin squinted a pair of small eyes and said: "Baicao Town is our territory, and those from the south dare to be arrogant on our territory casually, so let him suffer hard." ”

Fan Jin didn't speak, but from his expression, it could be seen that what Shen Han was experiencing now made him very comfortable, and he let out a big breath of evil.

The boss was seconded, and the others in the cell couldn't believe this scene, but the miserable screams were so real. They looked at Shen Han's eyes, and then they became afraid, this guy is a ruthless person.

Can it not be ruthless? The red head's ass was blooming, and the blood stains on the ass were brighter than the color of his hair.

Shen Han pulled out the stick on the red-headed man's buttocks, and there was another terrible scream, which tickled the nerves of everyone in the room. Shen Han smiled, the iron rod turned in a different direction, knocked lightly twice on the handle between the legs of the red-headed man, and said, "You don't need this thing, if you don't need it, I'll cut it for you." ”

The red-headed man was so frightened that he clamped the stick between his legs, and countless ****** ran in his heart. Where is his "little girl" in front of him, it's clearly an explosive chili pepper. Although he just took a face, but a man who could beat himself so badly with just a face, he knew in his heart how powerful the other party was. Even if the brothers in the whole cell go up together to fight in groups, it is estimated that they are not the opponents of the other party. And they don't necessarily dare to fight in groups, because no one doesn't cherish their chrysanthemums.

The red-headed man didn't speak for a long time, but Shen Han became impatient, and poked him twice with a stick: "Yan sù point, ask you something!" Does this thing need to be used? Do you want to cut it? ”