Chapter 228: I'm Not Leaving

Night.

When a mob stormed the streets, blocking every path that had to be taken, the city was thrown into chaos. No matter how strong Yanjing's defenses were, it couldn't avoid this kind of thing from happening. Back then, there was a single person who closed the streets of Yanjing for several hours, and many people died of guns, and there was also the original riot, which made Yanjing depressed overnight.

Now the story repeats itself again, still for that person.

When a large group of bandits were playing heartbeats in the city center, the same group of people were squatting and playing heartbeats in the third prison.

"Three, two, one."

Listening to a countdown, the lights on the bombs on the three walls of the prison turned green, and after three loud bangs, three openings were opened in the walls of the prison.

Immediately afterward, more than a hundred people rushed out of the darkness and entered the prison from three directions. Alarm immediately sounded in the prison, all the doors were locked, and the high-pitched and shrill sirens resounded throughout the night sky, startling a flock of birds and waking up the prisoners who had already fallen asleep.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was staying in the room, couldn't help grinning when he heard this voice, then shook his head slightly, and then continued to wait.

A train of police transporters was speeding down the road, but was stopped by several cars in the middle of the road that had been in an accident. Several car owners stood in the middle of the road arguing, and the road was blocked.

"Find someone, find someone." The shadow wore a mask on his face and yelled loudly at Shura, who was killing with two guns in his hand.

Only then did Shura put away his sword, loosened his muscles, and said, "I haven't been active for a long time, so I have to move more when I am so happy." ”

"Find someone."

Finally, half an hour after the prison was broken, Ye Zhiqiu's location was found. The lock of the iron door was broken, and the shadow hurriedly opened the door and smiled at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Let's go."

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head slightly: "I thank you for sacrificing your life to save me, but I can't go." ”

"Why? You're going to die if you stay here. Shura said puzzled.

"If I leave, I'll be charged with a murderer, and my family will be disgraced. I didn't say that your decision was wrong, and I'm grateful, but I can't go. The only thing you can help me with is to get myself intact and get out of here. Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.

Shadow and Shura glanced at each other, they were not vague people, since Ye Zhiqiu refused to leave, he couldn't persuade the old monks here. The two immediately made a decision, turned around and sent out the news of the retreat, and the group disappeared and left.

An hour later, all the roads in Yanjing were blocked, and all the people in Yanjing were panicked for a while, and no one knew what was going on, and they didn't know what would happen.

Uncle Quan looked coldly and gloomily at the open iron door and Ye Zhiqiu, who was sleeping peacefully inside, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching. This is an insult to him, a show off to him, and a provocation to him.

He couldn't tolerate someone doing this in front of him, and tonight's incident had seriously disrupted Yanjing's security. The streets were destroyed, the prisons were bombed, and the perpetrator was still sleeping peacefully in his cell, as if to mock him, what the hell can you do.

"Ye Zhiqiu, good means." Uncle Quan suddenly squeezed out a smile and said.

"Huh?" Ye Zhiqiu pretended to be surprised and sober, and asked, "Why are you here again, what time is it, you are really tired." ”

Uncle Quan said, "Why don't you leave?" ”

"Let's go, how do we go?" Ye Zhiqiu asked: "When I leave, I admit that I am a criminal, and I want to prove my innocence, so I can't go." ”

"You're already a criminal." Uncle Quan said: "After you enter this prison, you are already a criminal, a criminal through and through. ”

"So, how do you want to condemn me? Wen Yu is dead, and you put the accusation on my head. Wen Sancai is dead, and you put the accusation on my head. Someone came to rob the prison today, and I, as a prisoner, did not leave, and you will also put the accusation on my head. Can you play some new tricks? Ye Zhiqiu asked rhetorically.

"Tell me, what is your reliance, aren't you really afraid that I'll kill you right now?" Uncle Quan asked.

Ye Zhiqiu spread his hands and said innocent: "What can I rely on, I'm just a college student, I came to Yanjing to marry my wife and enjoy the life of a rich man." But it's also a crime, oh, by the way, you can sentence me to marry before I am of age to get married, which humiliates the single dogs of the country. But is this crime enough for the death penalty? ”

Uncle Quan sneered and said, "I really underestimate you, okay, since you don't want to go, then there is no need for me to watch you so closely and take him away." ”

……

In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine on the huge lawn of this No. 1 prison, the time has come for all the inmates to come out and let off steam. Some people gathered in groups to talk about things, and some well-informed people already knew what happened to the third prison last night, and they were spitting and bragging.

"Hey, look, that guy looks like he's new." Suddenly, one of them pointed to a man who came out of the exit.

Several people hurriedly looked back, only to see a man wearing a prison uniform, with his hands and feet handcuffed, walking out slowly. And he still had a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with this moment of leisure.

"What's wrong with this, why do you look so strictly?" One of them asked suspiciously.

"Go over and ask, don't you know, look at this kid's evil smile, you know that he must be a psychopath?" The leader snorted and walked towards the man with a few buddies.

The man walked too slowly, so he had to find a nearby piece of land to sit on, and soon several tall prisoners surrounded him.

"New here, what's the matter, so tight?" One asked.

The man glanced up, showed a harmless smile of humans and animals, and said, "I didn't commit anything, maybe I thought I was too handsome and broke the law, so he locked me in." ”

Immediately several prisoners burst out laughing, and one of them laughed and then looked hideous and asked, "Do you think Lao Tzu looks like a fool?" ”

The man looked at it seriously: "Like." ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and several people looked at the man with angry faces. The insulted man pointed at himself and said angrily: "Are you looking for death?" Know who I am? ”

"How do I know who you are, this is Prison No. 1, and there are all kinds of people-scum. Seeing that you are tall and big, is it possible that it is a robbery? You look so ugly, you definitely won't be caught because you're too handsome. ”

"Damn, you're tired of being crooked, aren't you, call me." The man was immediately furious, desperately trying to get the risk of being confined to let this kid learn to be a man.

How do you know that the man reacted very quickly, obviously sitting on the ground but stood up suddenly, grabbed his neck with both hands, and sneered: "Of course you can beat me, but you have to be clear about one thing before you hit me." ”

The man swallowed his saliva, looked at the indifferent eyes in front of him, feared in his heart, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"My handcuffs are idiosyncratic, and my ankles are idiosyncratic. Why is a person in prison still handcuffed, you can think about it. Or maybe after I break your neck, make others think. ”

The man swallowed his saliva again and hurriedly said, "You, what did you do?" ”

"Me?" The man let go of his hand, patted him by the collar, and said with a smile, "I was caught because I was too handsome." ”

The man took two steps back with palpitations, and just now he felt like he couldn't even breathe, which reminded him of the fear of being beaten by his father when he was a child.

Glancing back at the strange man, he was lying comfortably on the grass with his eyes closed, his mouth still smiling.

The originally cool morning made him sweat violently.