Ma Ziming was escorted to the entrance of the police force.

The police officer was about to drive, Xia Qing walked over and waved at the officer: "The head said, let me send him over." ”

"Which head!" The officer asked thoughtlessly.

Xia Qing frowned, and said semi-threateningly, "What do you say again." ”

"Ahh High team! The officer immediately got out of the car.

Xia Qing changed to the driver's seat, started the police car, and fired the criminal police team.

Along the way, Ma Ziming was silent.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Xia Qing glanced at Ma Ziming in the rearview mirror.

"What are you talking about, Gao Zhiguo, a bastard, unloading the mill and killing the donkey, how can I also be half of his subordinates." Ma Ziming scolded.

"You..."

Before Xia Qing finished speaking, Ma Ziming straightened up and stared at Xia Qing, "What am I, am I wrong?" ”

"You are insulting the police officer, and the sentence can be increased." Xia Qing stared at the steering wheel.

"Increase the sentence, you sentence me to life." Ma Ziming turned around and stopped talking.

"It's strange that you have to be reckless, come out strong, and let Zhao Haomiao grab the pigtails." Xia Qing was not polite at all when she spoke.

"If it weren't for the speed of your police force being so slow, would you be able to run away?" Ma Ziming puffed out his ears and said.

Xia Qing was dumbfounded by Ma Ziming's words, yes, the speed of the police force's actions that day was indeed not fast, and in the final analysis, the police force is also responsible.

The two were silent for a long time.

After a long time, Ma Ziming spoke: "What is the origin of Zhao Haomiao?" ”

Xia Qing stepped on the brakes and almost knocked Ma Ziming out of the car, "It's here, Lin Xishan Detention Center." ”

Ma Ziming stared at this desolate place with wide eyes, and the six big characters of Lin Xishan Detention Center hung on the gate.

"Be careful when you get inside." Xia Qing held back for a long time and came up with such a sentence. Xia Qing felt a little guilty about Ma Ziming in her heart, the reason why Zhao Haomiao grabbed him and Lei Tian and couldn't get rid of her, Zhao Haomiao has always acted like this, anyone who is close to Xia Qing, Zhao Haomiao will be targeted, he will not let go of anyone, Xia Qing has been used to it for so many years, and she has avoided Zhao Haomiao everywhere, but she didn't expect to pull Lei Tian and Ma Ziming in this time.

The police officers of the detention center and Xia Qing quickly handed over, and Ma Ziming was taken away by the police officers of the detention center.

Xia Qing kept staring at Ma Ziming's back, that strong back, Ma Ziming was a man of flesh and blood.

"Bang dang!" The door of the detention center was tightly closed, and Xia Qing looked at the detention center, feeling that although she had never entered the detention center, she had never escaped from the cage of her family.

Xia Qing started the police car and quietly left Lin Xishan.

In the detention center, Ma Ziming's clothes and the west he carried with him were handed over and changed into a prison uniform.

A man in the detention center looked at this carefully, "You are Ma Ziming." ”

"It's me." Ma Ziming sat on the stool by himself.

This man is Hu Feipeng, the tree fell and died, after Hu Long was cleaned up by Ma Ziming, many people felt that Hu Pengfei was no longer good, so he was transferred from the police station to the detention center.

At this moment, Hu Feipeng was very excited when he saw Ma Ziming, he didn't expect him to commit a crime on his own hands, and he had the heart to tear Ma Ziming at this moment, if it weren't for him at this moment, how could Hu Pengfei sit in the position of the detention center, how could he be a cold bench.

"Bang!" Hu Pengfei slammed the handcuffs on the table and said menacingly: "Who told you to sit down." ”

"Do you understand the rules?" Another officer kicked off Ma Ziming's stool.

“duang！” Ma Ziming sat on the ground with a butt.

"Let him know the rules of this." Hu Pengfei turned around, unable to bear to see the bloody scene.

"Bang!" The police officer with a baton in his hand just wanted to step forward and was kicked away by Ma Ziming.

"Don't think I don't know the law, you're abusing prisoners." Ma Ziming's fiery eyes approached Hu Feipeng.

"I'm going to abuse you..." said the little police officer, about to step forward.

"Alas!" Hu Feipeng stopped the policeman, "Pay attention to your identity, you are a policeman." ”

Hu Feipeng stood up and stared at Ma Ziming, "Lock him up on the 9th." ”

The little police officer was obviously stunned, but immediately carried out the order and pressed Ma Ziming to leave.

"Boss, you're really good at this." The little police officer gave a thumbs up.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Hu Feipeng let out a strange laugh, and the little police officer on the side was frightened by the laughter and had goosebumps all over his body.

Hu Feipeng is not stupid, it is illegal to beat people by himself, then it is not illegal to find someone to beat people, and it is good to wait until there is Ma Ziming in the cell.

Hu Feipeng quickly dialed a phone call.

"Hey! Brother Miao! Hu Feipeng stretched his legs on the table.

"Haha! Brother Feipeng, how is the person here? Zhao Haomiao on the opposite side smiled but didn't smile.

"It's here, it's here, I don't even know how to thank you." Hu Feipeng's face was full of sinister smiles.

"It's all my own brothers." Zhao Haomiao spoke with a sense of Jianghu.

That's right, Zhao Haomiao has already done enough work, and when he heard that Ma Ziming and the Hu brothers had a holiday, he simply gave Hu Feipeng a favor, killing two birds with one stone.

"Boom!" With a bang, the gate of No. 9 Prison was locked by the police, and Ma Ziming's first prison career officially began.

The police officer waved to the tattooed man "Mourning Biao".

The tattooed man reluctantly walked over: "What's the matter!" ”

The police officer whispered: "Brother Peng Fei wants you to take special care of him, just don't play to death." ”

"Got it." Mourning Biao smiled evilly and sat on the bed inside, and a scholar with eyes immediately came over and pounded Mourning Biao's thigh.

There was not a trace of light in the prison, there was dampness everywhere, there were more than 20 beds in the small room, and the aggrieved squatting middle-aged man near the toilet bowed his head in the corner and was silent, obviously the one who was bullied.

Ma Ziming stood coldly at the door.

The owner of the cell stopped the movements of his hands and set his eyes on Ma Ziming.

Fu Biao, stretched out his foot, a man put on his shoes and looked at Ma Ziming, "What's your name!" ”

"Ma Ziming." Ma Ziming made the bed nearby.

"What a crime!" The tattooed man pulled his rough voice, he was not in a hurry to kill this kid, at least he had to play enough first, there was time.

"It's fine." Ma Ziming is neither humble nor arrogant, and his words are correct and round.

"I asked you, how many times have you entered the palace?" Fu Biao asked.

Ma Ziming paused for a moment, "Enter the palace, it's not a eunuch to enter any palace!" ”

"Aha!" The room was full of laughter, yes, entering the palace was a black word, referring to a few prisons, it was obvious that Ma Ziming was the first time.

"It's still a chick!" Fu Biao touched his bald head, "Mouse, tell him the rules here." ”

The man called the mouse was short and short, with a pair of small eyes that seemed to be unable to open, rolled up his arms and sleeves and walked towards Ma Ziming: "Boy, I'll let you know the rules here today." ”