That's a lot!

Lang Xiaomin has been arrested by the police many times, and the strong deterrent power of so many police uncles immediately made him retreat with interest, holding a bunch of clothes hanging in his left hand, and holding Tang Xiaomei's hand in his right hand and retreating to the elevator door.

Vacating space, the stretcher cart was pushed by two nurses and rumbled towards the elevator door.

On the stretcher was lying a chubby guy, covered with a white sheet, with a large mask on his face, unable to see his appearance, and an oxygen tube inserted in his nose, looking badly injured.

"Let me go." Suddenly there was a voice behind me, which was startling!

As soon as Minzi turned around, two doctors with first-aid kits were blocked by them, and when they saw a group of policemen looking at him with burning eyes, they hurriedly turned around and moved out of the way.

Maybe he turned around and was a little anxious, but he didn't expect to hang the stainless steel clothes in his hand and sweep it, and suddenly hung up the big mask of the emergency patient, and was pulled by the people, and the mask fell off!

The patient's fat face was revealed!

Lang Xiaomin suddenly realized that the warm little hand in his palm tightened, and when he turned his head, Tang Xiaomei looked at the patient on the stretcher, and her eyes widened in surprise.

Why is this person on a stretcher so familiar?

The two policemen glared at Lang Xiaomin viciously, hurriedly put the mask on the patient, and everyone worked together to push the stretcher car into the elevator.

Tang Xiaomei didn't get out of the elevator door again until she arrived at the nurse's room on the fourth floor where her mother was hospitalized, and she still didn't recover from her surprise while carrying chicken soup.

"Sister Tang, what's wrong with you." Minzi shook Tang Xiaomei's shoulder.

"Minzi, why did that person look so much like Ah Wei just now?" Tang Xiaomei asked with a frown.

"Which Ah Wei?" The people were puzzled.

"It's a good friend of the boss's brother, every time I come, I tease that little fat man, Yang Dawei, who runs a restaurant at home, and invited us to eat donkey meat several times, didn't you find it?"

Minzi scratched his head, because of Longjiang's relationship, he didn't dare to contact other people and eat? I'm not impressed.

"Look at you, your memory is so bad, you bring the chicken soup to my mother first, and I'll make a call."

Tang Xiaomei glared at Minzi fiercely, and stuffed the chicken soup into Minzi's arms.

"Hey, okay."

Lang Xiaomin agreed, he liked Tang Xiaomei's enthusiasm, obediently held a jar of chicken soup, and cautiously walked to ward 18.

Tang Xiaomei took out her mobile phone and called up Longjiang's phone number.

Long Liu and Long Jiang really didn't pick on her.

was expelled from the orthopedic hospital, but they took her in and gave her a high salary, and in less than a month, she was promoted to deputy store manager, and her salary almost doubled, which made the students of the health school envious.

The boss's friend is sick, and it doesn't seem to be light, so he has to sue the boss's younger brother.

Unexpectedly, Longjiang's mobile phone was turned off.

Tang Xiaomei called up Long Liu's mobile phone number again:

"Sister Long, I'm Xiaotang."

……

Long Jiang was pushed into the door hard, and the iron door behind him closed mercilessly with a "clang".

His head had been covered by a hood for too long, and he was a little uncomfortable with the darkness of the room, and it took several seconds for him to finally see what was in front of him.

It was a long, gray room, with a very tall frame, four or five meters high.

A small, two-door window opened high on the opposite wall, and a long cloister could be seen from the window.

The unbright sunlight casts the shadow of the metal pattern of the cloister fence through the small window pane on the gray wall of the room.

It's also the only window in the room, so it's very dark and a little eerie.

As soon as he lowered his head, Long Jiang was startled.

Nima's dozen big bald scoops with iron-shaven scalps, wearing orange and red coats, were sitting neatly on the low kang, looking at him with fierce eyes.

The low kang leans against the wall, and a small quilt and pillow are neatly stacked.

A dim light bulb that doesn't go out 24 hours a day on his head shines brightly.

In the corner of the room hangs a television set, with a big head of the old-fashioned kind, which is playing a program in the center at the moment.

It's loud.

I'm cǎo, what's this?

As if to echo him, a bald scoop with a sharp beak monkey cheek closest to Longjiang spoke:

"Do you know what?" Accompanied by a strong bad breath, it sprayed.

As soon as Long Jiang turned his head, not only did he have bad breath, but the dirty toilet without a lid next to him also exuded a strong smell.

An unfamiliar environment, a strange group of bald scoops, come up with a word that is not easy to answer.

This phrase has been used many times by Longjiang to bully the junior brother.

Know? Who let you know? Crackling, beating!

I don't know? Okay, then I'll let you know today! Jingle and another beating.

Seeing that Long Jiang didn't speak, the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks were unhappy, and he raised his bald scoop and opened his mouth and scolded:

"Grass and mud horses, are you dumb?"

This kid is one-eyed and has one eye.

Long Jiang listened to the ugly scolding of the one-eyed, his face turned cold, his eyes froze, and he dragged the handcuffs and shackles of his whole body and took a few steps forward, driving the uproar.

The police have changed their course again, and it is clear that this time it is the prisoners' turn to clean themselves up.

He walked straight towards the one-eyed monkey with the cheeks of the sharp-beaked monkey, and at the same time, the index finger of his left hand thrust between the two palms.

The back handcuffs were too tight, and the palms of the two hands were tightly together, and there was no gap in between, no matter how hard Long Jiang tried, he couldn't touch the handcuffs.

There is only one corridor in the room, with a two-step width, and a row of yellow rubber shoes neatly placed on the ground.

With Long Jiang's pace, most of the bald eyes were cast on Long Jiang, disdainful, curious, insensitive, crazy, and greedy.

Long Jiang stopped and looked at this group of rotten people coldly. There is no good person in the glow on the head of the vultures, there is more black and less white, they are all evil.

His left index finger continued to work hard, flexing towards his wrist and digging between his palms, hoping to find a gap to release his evil energy and open the handcuffs.

Helpless or in vain.

Suddenly, a bald scoop with a crooked mouth behind One-Eye stood up, raised his hand and gave One-Eye a mouthful, and slapped it on his head.

"You're paralyzed, one eye, did I let you speak?" Crooked his mouth and cursed, grabbed the one-eyed red coat, and dragged him to the ground, "crackling" and two mouths.

"Hurry up and get to work, there are so many big brothers in the number who haven't spoken, when will it be your turn?"

One-eyed was beaten, his attitude was extremely cowardly, he didn't dare to resist, he slipped off the kang without saying a word, took off his coat, squatted on the ground and picked up two rubber shoes, wrapped them tightly, and looked up at the house, where there was a bright surveillance probe.

He glanced at the iron gate behind Longjiang, where there was a boxy surveillance window, and saw that there was no one in the corridor, with a hand and a coat tied to rubber shoes, suddenly thrown high, and in the process of falling, it happened to be on the surveillance probe, and the 24-hour uninterrupted probe was immediately covered tightly.

The two rubber shoes fell down with a bang and fell to the concrete floor.

The sound seemed to send a silent signal, and the tense and heavy air around it was relaxed, and immediately, people moved.

The neatly seated bald ladles immediately loosened up, restored their original appearance, and silently dispersed in formation, naturally divided into two small piles.

Long Jiang noticed that there were a large number of people near the toilet, and eight people, except for the crooked mouth, all cowered, looking at the five bald scoops next to them.

The five vultures were a small pile, sitting with large thorns, with a fierce expression and different expressions.

The only difference is that the eight people wore the number coats with the words "No. 1 Detention Center" printed on them, and the five people in the back wore the words "Sanwan Prison" on the number clothes.

Crooked mouth put on rubber shoes, got off the ground, nodded and bowed to the five people: "Bosses, let the cubs move?" ”

Seeing that none of the five people objected, he crooked his mouth and clapped his hands: "Cubs, there is a newcomer in the number." ”

Immediately, the eight people who were close to the toilet slowly stood up, tall and short, and went down to the ground without saying a word, wearing rubber shoes, forming a black and oppressive crowd, all looking at Longjiang with a look like a dead man.

Long Jiang was in a hurry, and the evil energy was released from the Shangyang acupoint of the index finger, but there were two fleshy palms separated by each other, how could he not touch the handcuffs.

The crooked mouth gave One-Eye a look, One-Eye trembled in fright, came to the front barefoot, raised his head and asked Longjiang:

"You are paralyzed, let me ask you, what did you do?"

Long Jiang didn't pay attention to him, this is a small role, Long Jiang has learned impotence, the number near the toilet is the worst bunk, generally such a place, either reserved for newcomers, or reserved for strong criminals, almost all of them are the bearest in the number.

Long Jiang's contempt enraged One-Eye, and he flew up and kicked Long Jiang hard in the crotch.

As soon as Long Jiang dodged, this kick hit the buttocks, and when he landed, he stumbled and tripped over the shackles under his feet and fell to the ground.

One-eyed was even more excited, and when he saw Longjiang falling face down, he raised his foot and stepped on it:

"Grass mud horse, let you not speak, you paralyzed, let you pretend! I cǎo mud horse. ”

He kicked into Long Jiang's hands that were tightly braked on his back handcuffs, just stepped on his fingers, stepped on it vigorously, and with a click, Long Jiang's fingers had a sharp pain, and finally slipped into the two palms and touched the edge of the handcuffs.

The evil energy spit out, and the hard stainless steel of the handcuffs, like spring and white snow, melted silently in an instant.

One-eyed continued to step on the dragon river excitedly.

Usually people step on him, but finally it's his turn to step on people, how can you not be excited?

Long Jiang divided his hands, and the handcuffs were opened!

He put his hands on the ground and rolled over, and he sat up, just as he saw One-Eye's stinking foot without shoes stomp on him.

Long Jiang sneered, stretched out the thumb of his left hand, and 500 evil energy spurted out, penetrating the sole of one-eyed's foot and piercing half of his calf, and with a snort, he shot into his perineal hole!

The one-eyed hum didn't even have time to snort and fell on his back!

Bright red blood slowly seeped out of his pants. There was a rush of blood in the room.

……

The five people in the distance wearing the Third Bay prison livery were stunned, looked at each other, and slowly stood up.

There was a "bang", and the eager crowd dispersed at once.

Later, he scolded with a crooked mouth: "One eye, you are better, don't pretend to be dead, bastard, go on." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Long Jiang dragged the shackles and stood in front of him.