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"Phew!" With a bang, the rubber stick had already landed on Wang Hao's head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Hao didn't move, the rubber stick was like hitting a stone, Wang Hao's eyes were still cold, and he looked at the fat man weighing one hundred and fifty kilograms in front of him with dark skin, in Wang Hao's eyes, this fat man who was a fox and a fake tiger was not as good as an ant, of course, this fat man couldn't arouse his anger, he wouldn't be angry because he was bitten by an ant, he just didn't understand a little, why did the six prisoners, this fat man want to target him?

Wang Hao knew that it was precisely because he told James that he only needed to enter the prison, in order not to arouse suspicion, James himself did not come forward at all, but casually arranged a subordinate to deal with this little matter...... Even, Wang Hao didn't pay a penny when he entered the prison, naturally, the prison guards would not give Wang Hao a good look.

Of course, there was a deeper reason in it, because the superiors had arranged for the long-haired young man to live in the same room with Hatton, which had not happened for more than a decade.

Looking at Wang Hao's faint, cold gaze, the fat prison guard's heart tightened, and an indescribable sense of pressure and fear kept spreading in his heart, but his strong self-esteem made him unwilling to give up easily, because he was the emperor of the prison, and he was the existence of the gods in the prison.

"Phew!"

There was another loud bang, and the rubber stick smashed on Wang Hao's neck, Wang Hao took a step back slightly, his eyes were still indifferent, and he saw that the fat prison guard's scalp was numb for a while.

"Let's go!" A prison guard standing at the door with a loaded gun smashed the butt of a gun on Wang Hao's back, he saw that Wang Hao would not give in, and took the opportunity to give his superiors a step down, if he continued to fight like this, maybe something big would happen, after all, there must be a little background for the warden to arrange the room.

Wang Hao was smashed and staggered forward, slowly following the prison guard in front, when he walked out of the door, Wang Hao suddenly stopped, turned his head and stared at the fat prison guard tightly and said: "You, just a policeman, I pinch you to death, as easy as pinching an ant to death." ”

The fat prison guard was dumbfounded, watching Wang Hao leave with a smile on his face, he couldn't speak, the knuckles holding the rubber stick were pink and white, the bone joints were clattering, and his chest was desperately undulating...... "I want this guy's bottom line!" When Wang Hao's back disappeared, the voice of the prison guard's crazy roar echoed in the office.

……

After receiving some toiletries, Wang Hao was taken to the cell by the prison guards.

This is a building in addition to the wall, completely steel structure of the cage, the huge space on both sides is four floors of steel gate composed of rooms, each room has a separate but connected with the room into one open toilet, the room has two bunks, upper and lower bunks, surrounded by video head monitoring, almost no dead ends, at a glance, and the steel gate into the gate is controlled by electricity, every day punctual labor and ventilation when the switch, if there is no special reason, are to stay in the room to rest.

Of course, the prison has also adopted a personal name management, generally not sleeping time, the steel gates will be opened, the prisoners will talk to each other, or play cards or something, of course, this situation is within the controllable range, for example, open several adjacent cells at a time...... In the middle of the two rows of four-story cells, there is a rather large space, a bit like an ancient Chinese inn, with two indoor basketball hoops, which is a place for activities, and of course, a place for the circulation of various weapons and drugs, and in prisons, as long as you have money, you can do anything except freedom.

"Bang!" With a bang, the steel door was opened, and a very thin African walked out with a large pile of household items.

"Damn!"

The little black African man raised his middle finger at Wang Hao who was standing at the door with an angry face, and the towel and toothbrush cup in his arms fell to the ground, obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Wang Hao causing him to change rooms, Wang Hao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked straight in.

Impressively!

There was a sound of wind behind him, a violent kick, and in an instant, Wang Hao decided, Ren kicked on his waist, and his body rushed straight forward for two steps before stopping, and the items in his hands were scattered all over the ground.

"Hahahaha......"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

"Kick again, kick that yellow-skinned pig ......"

……

There was a burst of unbridled laughter, and the steel cage suddenly seemed to explode, and all kinds of sounds rang out, including wild laughter, smashing iron doors, and banging, and all kinds of metal crashing sounds filled every inch of space here, as if hell on earth.

What a heavy anger!

Wang Hao sighed softly, slowly cleaned up the living items on the ground, and put them on the washbasin, a "whoosh" sound sounded, the gate closed, the thin black man seemed to have found a balance, and left with a rampant sharp laugh, while the prison guard with a baton did not make a sound from beginning to end.

Finally, after the guard and the black man were gone, the emotional prisoner slowly quieted down...... "Hello, Hatton, your roommate. ”

Wang Hao picked up the last daily necessities on the ground, and looked up, there was an old man with cloudy eyes and golden curly hair sitting on the bed on the lower floor, he couldn't see the height and looked very weak, but there was a long scar on his face, and the facial features that should have been kind were destroyed, giving people a gloomy hideousness.

Hatton, that's what he's aiming for.

Wang Hao nodded slightly, sat down in front of the washbasin and washed his face well, he had been in the detention center for more than a week, and the beard on his face had grown, but unfortunately there was no razor blade, so he could only tear it off one by one.

Finally, Wang Hao's personal hygiene was completed, and Hatton, who had been staring at Wang Hao, spoke.

"Why do you want to share a room with me?" There was a glint of wisdom in Hatton's cloudy eyes.

"No need for why."

Wang Hao stood by the gate and carefully observed the structure of this cell, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him on the other side, as if they were admiring a prey, a thick murderous aura permeated the prison, this murderous aura made Wang Hao have a bit of a tyrannical tendency, as if the devil of hell was leading him to the gate of depravity.

Wang Hao knew that most of the prisoners here were felons, and killing people and setting fires was commonplace for them, even in this prison, more than a dozen people died every year, and the murderous spirit of these people was not inferior to those soldiers under Wang Hao, and even surpassed those soldiers, after all, soldiers were bound by military discipline and would not kill innocents indiscriminately, and many prisoners here were basically careless of human life...... When a group of murderers are locked up together, it is natural to have a strong murderous aura, which is a matter of course, and the long-term repression has put many people's nerves in a state of collapse.

"Are you Asian-British?" Hatton's eyes looked at Wang Hao without blinking, as if he wanted to find the answer from Wang Hao's movements.

"Why do you ask?" Wang Hao turned his head and leaned against the iron door, with an unpredictable smile.

"Your English is very good, I think you should be Asian-British." A strange smile appeared at the corner of Hatton's mouth.

"Why can't I be Asian-American, but British?" Wang Hao said.

"This ......," Hatton said after a slight silence, "because, you are looking for a relationship to share a room with me, and that's the reason." ”

"Hehe, I know, I know that you have nearly 20 billion dollars, but, for me, that's too little too little, so you don't have to worry about my idea of hitting your coffin money, as for me being from that country, this, I tell you very seriously, I am Chinese, neither British nor American, I am a real Chinese."

"In addition, I have to tell you, I have nothing to do with the British political axe, and I have no contact with the Irish Republican Army at all, I, it's me, Wang Hao!"

Wang Hao sat down with a faint smile and took out a box of cigars from his personal belongings, which was the only thing he could keep until now after he came in. And there are not many of them, the cigars were lit in Wang Hao's hands without any warning, as if by magic, a fragrance of cigars permeated in this small space, slowly wafting outside, and countless pairs of eyes shot out a trace of ** light looking at the huge cigar in Wang Hao's hand...... When Wang Hao was enjoying the mellow and rich cigar, Hatton looked at Wang Hao with a shocked face, his sentence is three hundred years, that is to say, he basically has no chance to get out in his life, he has seen too many people in this prison for decades, whether it is a gangster organization or an informant of the political axe, they will deliberately have a good relationship with him when they come here, hide their identity, they all have only one goal, that is, to take out the secret that has been hidden for decades from his brain.

However, this long-haired young man broke the concept that he had always had, he didn't hide his identity at all, and even told the secret that he had 20 billion just a few minutes after he came in, which was simply incredible, and what made him even more stunned was that this person's tone was amazingly loud, and he didn't seem to take his 20 billion to heart at all, which seriously hit Hatton's self-confidence.

Although the $20 billion Hatton can't be used, but, subconsciously, Hatton has regarded the $20 billion as his private property, and with this kind of heart, Hatton can straighten his waist in front of anyone, because, he has $20 billion, he is a billionaire...... "Then why do you want to share a room with me?" Hatton's cloudy eyes suddenly became sharp, and suddenly, the old man, who was already sluggish, became extremely sharp, worthy of being a leader of the Irish Republican Army, in his veins, there was always boiling blood, and it would not cool down because of time.

"Because, I'm going to save someone." Wang Hao closed his eyes and deeply experienced the rich aroma of the cigar, until he entered the detention center, Wang Hao found out how important freedom is, if it wasn't for a tacit understanding with the little monk, Wang Hao would have left a long time ago, and now Wang Hao is completely holding a kind of mentality that he has come and is safe.

"Who?" Hatton tensed.

"It's not you." Wang Hao opened his eyes and said with a faint smile: "It's a woman, of course, saving people is only secondary, I came here to make a bet with a very smart guy, if I win, there will be a lot of money for me to use at will." ”

"How much?" Hatton's eyes lit up.

"I don't know, maybe it's hundreds of billions, or trillions of ......" Wang Hao thought of the little monk, and a warm smile appeared on his face, but unfortunately, there was no computer here, otherwise, it would be a good idea to let the little monk accompany him to prison.

"Hundreds of billions of ......," Hatton scoffed, "it's the VND!" ”

"Hehe, talking to you about wealth, it seems to elevate you." Wang Hao stood up with a sneer.

Before Hatton could react, Wang Hao had already lifted Hatton and threw him to the ground, and he lay on the bed with his eyes closed and enjoyed the cigar, during this time, he was really tired, in order to legally enter this prison, it is much more difficult than illegal, and now, he can finally rest for a while, for Wang Hao, entering here is not a kind of rest, a kind of vacation.

In this world, perhaps only Wang Hao treats prison as a vacation.

"That's my bed, I've been sleeping for over a decade." Hatton was caught off guard by Wang Hao, fell to the ground, and the withered muscles on his face jumped and jumped, as if he was on the verge of going berserk, more than ten years ago, he no longer needed to change beds frequently.

"Now, it's mine." Obviously, it is inconceivable to make Wang Hao climb up and down to sleep every day.

"You're not convinced?" Wang Hao's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two lightning-like gazes burst out, just for a moment, Wang Hao's eyes became softened, "If you give me two hundred billion, I can consider letting you sleep here." ”

"You ......"

Hatton clenched his fists, his body trembled with anger, his eyes flickered, as if he was considering whether he was the opponent of the other party, after thinking about it for a long time, his eyes fell on Wang Hao's tall and sturdy body, and after all, he chose to be silent, sat alone by the washbasin and took out a paper roll from his clothes, rolled a few dead brown leaves that he didn't know what they were and lit them inside, and immediately, the room was filled with a choking smell of smoke...... "Come on." Wang Hao threw one of the cigars in the cigar box to Hatton.

"It's not going to cost $20 billion, is it?" Hatton sneered.

"Haha...... For you, well, by the way, aren't you afraid that others will know that you have 20 billion? Wang Hao was puzzled by Hatton's casual statement of 20 billion, you know, things like this, the more secret the better, and the fewer people who know, the better, but this guy actually didn't care about it.

"Afraid of what?" Hatton lit his cigar, carefully extinguished and hid his paper roll, took a deep puff of the cigar, and let out a satisfied moan: "I was arrested when I was in my twenties, and I have lived here for more than thirty years, and every year there are countless people trying to know my secret, hehe, until now, this secret is no longer a secret, whether it is a prisoner or a prison guard, they all know that I have two billion dollars......"

"It doesn't matter?" Wang Hao said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter." Hatton stretched out his right hand and said, "Look, there are three fingers left in this hand, well, you see, this is just four left, six out of ten toes, three broken ribs, and four teeth missing...... Still no one can know any valuable secrets from me, hehe......" Hatton had a sly smile on his face, and his slightly open mouth showed a few black holes in his teeth.

"Don't worry, I won't ask for your finger, if I really want it, I will ask for your surname and let your secret disappear with your life." Wang Hao was lying on the bed, looking at the opposite room with a pair of eyes, there were two white people in the room, still wearing their upper bodies in this somewhat cold weather, and their bulging muscles revealed a dense tattoo and golden chest hair, full of fierce anger.

"Whether it's my life or my fingers, you can take whatever you want." Hatton didn't seem to care about Wang Hao's threat at all.

"Do you still have a partner?" Wang Hao smiled slightly.

"Yes, many, many, not 70% of the prison guards, in this prison, are my friends, because, I have been here for too long, no matter how much people hate me, in such a long time, there will be a little bit of affection, not to mention, I have 20 billion, if I go out that day, I will be grateful to everyone who has helped me, you have to be careful." Hatton sneered.

"Yes, I'll be careful." Wang Hao looked at the two white men deeply and smiled.

"Didi......"

As soon as Wang Hao's words fell, a violent bell sounded in the air, followed by a "bang" sound of metal, and all the floodgates were opened.

"It's eaten, and I hope you'll be alive when you come back." With a strange smile on his face, Hatton stepped out first.

(To be continued)