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For Wen Zhong, whose face was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered, his questioning was filtered out by several prison guards in a daze.

nodded involuntarily, and then reacted instantly.

With a look of disbelief, they were a little suspicious of their eyes, and they really suspected that they were wrong. One person can just beat the people in the entire room, and this combat power is simply outstanding.

And to make the people in this room obedient, which has never been seen before.

The people who were imprisoned here before, although they didn't last long, there were also many ruthless characters, which ones were not played every day, but this one with a 0026317 number was solved in a few clicks.

Looking at Wen Zhong's bright and weird smile, a prison guard finally came to his senses and shouted angrily: "Number 0026317 put down your weapons and hurry up." "The baton in his hand knocked on the iron fence, and the 'Bang Bang' sounded.

Seeing this prison guard calling himself, Wen Zhong smiled even more happily, waved his hands helplessly, signaled that he had no weapons, and casually found a bed to sit on.

"I'm injured, I need a doctor, I need treatment." Wen Zhong complained.

Several prison guards remained unmoved.

Instead, they found a corner, and these people began to distribute the gambling money, after all, it was already clear who would lose and who would win.

However, many criminals in the room rummaged through the beds, looking for medicines that could be treated from their treasured things, and after a while, they were piled up with the bed where Wenzhong was sitting.

"Boss, you use it."

"Boss, do you want me to give you medicine?"

"Boss, you will be our boss from now on."

The man who had just been poked into a lobster by Wen Zhong with a few sticks stood up at this time and nodded respectfully at Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong squinted at the other party, and the number on his body was 0026158.

"26158 doesn't blame you, but I really haven't killed anyone, don't think too much about it, I'm not that cruel." Wen Zhong was calm and let the group disperse.

Grabbing a few packets of cotton balls, alcohol, gauze and other bandages, he stood in front of the mirror and began to treat the wound. In the army, there is no shortage of training in battlefield bandaging, but in this society, it is not needed.

For small wounds, Wen Zhong can just deal with them casually.

"Boss, I forgot to tell you just now, there is another person living in this room, I just went out and had something, I guess I'll be back later." The man with the number 26158 still stood respectfully aside, not leaving an inch, standing behind Wen Zhong and speaking in a low voice.

"I'm not that scary, just talk normally." Wen Zhong glued the wound on his forehead and looked back at him.

The man with the number 26158 nodded one after another.

The rules in the detention center, to be honest, Wen Zhong doesn't understand very well. However, there are many movies and TV series, and the plots in them are all gangs, each room has its own boss, and there are various gangs when you go out.

If you don't agree with each other, you do it, and that's how all kinds of bosses play.

Of course, that's how prestige comes from.

"Oh? Will he be able to get out on his own? Wen Zhong took off the clothes on his body, but he had a bracelet on his hand, and his clothes could not be taken off, and the wounds on his body could not be smeared.

The man with the number 26158 picked up the potion and began to wipe the wounds on Wen Zhong's body: "Boss, this person is the first person to be famous in the entire prison, and he is respected by everyone as the boss. I heard that he is also a murderer, and he has been a murderer for more than ten years. He was not shot, but was later sentenced to a suspended death sentence. ”

"Pretty impressive." Wen Zhong sighed.

"The medicine is good, boss."

Wen Zhong nodded, put on his clothes again, turned to the worried crowd and said, "You don't need to be afraid of me like this, and I'm not so terrifying." It doesn't matter how everyone gets in, just live in peace together. ”

Everyone nodded when they heard this.

Wen Zhong still hopes to live in harmony in his heart, which is the best.

Smack!

Squeak!

There was a knock on the fence door, and then a middle-aged man in a prison uniform walked in, limping with a cane in his hand, and when he walked to the bed at the door, he found that the bed had undried blood stains on it, and a pile of various medicines.

Glancing around the many people standing, he saw a young man with blood on his innermost prison uniform, and then stopped talking, trembling, and changed to another bed with a cane.

The room was silent, no one spoke.

The more this is the case, the more curious Wen Zhong is in his heart, what kind of person is it, so great prestige, the people in the room dare not say a word.

Dragging the anklet, Wen Zhong returned to the bed where the medicine was placed, picked up the medicine on it, and handed it to the person on the side: "I don't need it, take it back." ”

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked at Wen Zhong again, and he was also surprised in his heart, only this young man brought a bracelet and an anklet, could he also be a murderer? Capital crime?

"Boss, you smoke."

The man with the number 26158 secretly took out a paper roll from under the mattress, which contained a few cigarettes, and secretly handed it to Wen Zhong.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zhong instantly remembered when he was in the army, when he hid cigarettes, snacks, and mobile phones, all kinds of moves, no matter how he hid, he couldn't escape the squad leader's inspection.

Later, after becoming a veteran, he smoked openly, where to hide.

In retrospect, it's funny, and I don't know what happened to them.

Taking a cigarette that was a little flattened, Wen Zhong sniffed it and smiled, but did not make a sound. The man numbered 26158 handed the cigarette in his hand to another middle-aged man sitting on the bed, and the middle-aged man seemed to be unpretentious, took the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Smack!

The middle-aged man took out a lighter from his arms, lit a cigarette directly, and took a hard puff.

Then he glanced at Wen Zhong, and threw the lighter in his hand to Wen Zhong, Wen Zhong smiled in surprise: "Thank you." "I didn't expect to be able to smoke cigarettes in the detention center, and there are so many mistakes in such a meticulous place.

And this middle-aged man still has a lighter, where is this like a detention center?

lit the cigarette and took a few puffs, Wen Zhong saw the eager eyes of the people around him and the Adam's apple that couldn't stop sliding, and handed the cigarette to the man numbered 26158 on the side with a smile: "Everyone take a puff." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

The baton slammed on the iron barred door again, and the prison guard stuck his head out and cursed: "Who let you smoke?" ”

The middle-aged man sitting on the bed opposite Wen Zhong whispered, "It's okay to take a few bites." "I twitched it up.

The prison guard glanced at the middle-aged man, his face softened, and then he stopped talking and left with his hands behind his back.

The room was quiet again, filled with the sound of cigarette butts.

There is also the misty smoke, fortunately there are not many, otherwise I would really think that this place is on fire outside.

"I'm curious about you." The middle-aged man held a cane in his hand, staring at Wen Zhong's bracelet and anklet: "Only death row prisoners and dangerous elements will be brought bracelets and anklets, which one do you belong to?" ”

Wen Zhongle smiled: "I'm also very curious about you, I heard that you are a death row prisoner, why didn't you wear it?" It's quite free, pretty good......"

As he spoke, he glanced at the other party's number, it was 0007354, if the person was counted according to the number, this person had indeed been here for a long time.

Then he looked at the man who was smoking a cigarette, and the number on his body was 0026158.

Then he looked at the numbered numbers on the people around him, and it seemed that he had guessed correctly.

The 354 middle-aged man on crutches was also Yile, his face was suddenly wrinkled, his temples were gray, and he looked extraordinarily old: "It's time to start eating, how about chatting while eating?" ”

"It's good." Wen Zhong nodded.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the baton knocking on the iron fence door sounded again, followed by the loud bell of the corridor outside, and the warning shouted: "Immediately tidy up the housekeeping and start the meal." ”

Everyone in the room immediately began to make their beds in an orderly manner, and all kinds of fighting tools were packed up and hidden one by one. As for the steel pipe, it was hidden by the man of 158 by the bed where Wen Zhong was sitting.

Don't do it yourself, these people have already sorted out their housekeeping.

There was also a young man who took out a can of air freshener and sprayed it a few times, and the room suddenly smelled better.

Cigarette butts and ash had been cleaned and flushed down the toilet, and even the blood on the floor had been wiped clean, as if nothing had happened in the room.

Squeak!

The door opened, and the prison guard stretched out his head to look at the neat room, and nodded: "Come out one by one, you are not allowed to eat after the time has passed." ”

The 354 middle-aged man stretched out his hand and motioned for Wen Zhong to ask first, Wen Zhong smiled and stretched out his hand to help 354, and walked out of the door together.

Followed by 158 men and many other people lined up in an orderly manner and walked out. Wen Zhong could see that no matter what it was, it was divided according to the hierarchy.

Looking back, it was the little young man who walked at the end who drew his latte, and his face was still expressionless. Looking at the number is 0026309, it seems that there are not many people who came in at the same time.

In the text, he turned his head and helped 354 to slowly follow the prison guard in front, and the rattling anklets attracted the attention of many people, and he was even more surprised that Wen Zhong was holding 354 in his hand, and 354 was still chatting with him with a smile.

A lot of people were shocked, who is this?

Newcomers?

Wen Zhong didn't care at all, but was quite curious about the young man: "How did the young man from 309 get in?" ”

"I came in the day before yesterday, I heard that it was a burglary, and this kid didn't say anything about the specific situation, and he didn't say anything about the death, and then he followed him and didn't ask again." 354 looked back at 309 and shook his head.

158, who was following closely behind, heard the conversation between Wen Zhong and the two, stepped forward, and said softly: "If the two bosses are curious, do you want to beat him again at night?" ”

"Go aside." Wen Zhong and 354 spoke in unison, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to walk forward.

158 touched his nose in embarrassment, and then followed with a smile on his face.

The canteen arrived soon.

There was a numbered lunch box at the window, and Wen Zhong didn't know what the rules were, so he didn't take it indiscriminately.

"The first day you came, you definitely didn't have a lunch box, I asked you to go with one." 354 said, and put his head into the dining window: "Lao Wang, get me a clean lunch box, my brother wants to use it." ”

"Okay." There was no pause inside, and after a while, a brand new lunch box was handed out, with dishes and chopsticks.