Soon after returning to the small prison, there were miscellaneous prisoners who carried the iron fence and handed in the lunch, and the food was really poor, two steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and a plate of salted cabbage.

Zhang Ziwen looked at the food in front of him, and scolded in his heart, damn! It's really a meal that doesn't cost money, no wonder the prisoners in the prison eat this thing with vegetables on their faces, how good can their faces be?

The general dealt with it indiscriminately, and after eating two steamed buns, he was in good spirits, and he couldn't sleep on the small iron bed, and he was very bored in this little prison, and time felt so slow, and the taste of losing his freedom was really bad.

Zhang Ziwen thought to himself, he felt uncomfortable for half a day at such a young age, and he would have to go crazy if he stayed longer.

Lying down and getting up again in the small prison, turning around twice and lying down again, I don't know how long it took to go back and forth, Zhang Ziwen finally felt a little sleepy.

Lying on the small iron bed, I was a little dazed when the piercing iron door opened.

"Zhang Ziwen."

Zhang Ziwen opened his eyes and saw that the person who called his name was one of the policemen who had sent Zhang Ziwen back here before.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ziwen muttered in his mouth, he won't be interrogated again.

"You can go."

"Let's go? Where to go? Zhang Ziwen was refreshed and his sleepiness disappeared.

"Where else can I go? Go home, you're fine, you've found out your problem, and you can go home. ”

"Wow!" Zhang Ziwen screamed strangely, jumped up excitedly, and found out? It's okay?

If it weren't for the fact that the police had a really bad impression on him, Zhang Ziwen really wanted to give a warm hug to the police in front of him.

The sky is already dark, the street lights are lit up, all kinds of neon lights on the shops and rooftops are flashing with colorful light, gorgeous and charming, Zhang Ziwen has his hands in his trouser pockets, a cigarette in his mouth, walking aimlessly on the street, coming out of the detention center, and not wanting to return to his nest, he has been walking like this.

The bus drove by from time to time, Zhang Ziwen didn't know how many stops he walked, when he passed by the bus stop, he didn't think about boarding the bus, this is the peak traffic period, the bus from south to north is full of passengers who go home from work from time to time are blocked on the road, all kinds of passengers in the bus seem to have been used to traffic congestion, and there is no restless color, basically all the passengers have no expression, empty eyes look out of the window.

Zhang Ziwen believes that these passengers looking out of the window are by no means enjoying the scenery on the side of the road, it is estimated that everyone is thinking about other things in their minds, this inadvertent discovery makes Zhang Ziwen feel a chill in his heart for no reason, and most of his expressionless faces and blank eyes will be the same on the bus.

After returning to Zhonghai City for more than a year, Zhang Ziwen felt that he was still a little uncomfortable with the life here, and he felt a little strange about this, maybe the reason why he had lived too tense and hard in the three years since he left the city, the bustling and noisy urban life made Zhang Ziwen, who grew up in this city, at a loss.

Unconsciously, Zhang Ziwen has walked to the city center, not far in front of the famous commercial street in the country, some large billboards cover half of the building, and the images of beautiful women on the billboards are more dazzling under the illumination of the lights.

The commercial street is bustling with people, people from time to time from the streets on both sides of the richly decorated shops pouring in and out, empty-handed people come out, carrying large bags and small bags, people indulge in wanton shopping and consumption.

There are so many rich people now. Zhang Ziwen sighed a little in his heart, the country is rich, and most people are also rich, why am I still so poor?

Zhang Ziwen walked into this crowded commercial street, with the flow of people walking, Zhang Ziwen will not go into the store to shop, he just wants to feel the lively atmosphere, the crowd is mixed with fashionably dressed young girls, the temperature in early summer is not very hot so that some beauty-loving, passable girls can't wait to show their proud figure, or wearing sundresses, or wearing small vests, bare shoulders and backs, dressed quite cool, and they pass by, bursts of different brands of perfume smell to the nose, made Zhang Ziwen's young heart restless.

Walking out of the commercial street, the road outside is another scene, the pedestrians on the side of the street are in a hurry, the traffic on the road is rolling, Zhang Ziwen looked at his watch, it is more than 9 o'clock at this time, and I don't know these people, where are these cars going? What's busy? There may be very few people like Zhang Ziwen who have nothing to do, leisurely, and boring.

Today is Zhang Ziwen said, no one celebrates his birthday, last year, there were a few buddies who got together to have a lively time, Zhang Ziwen took out his mobile phone and wanted to find a few buddies to come out to drink, not that he wanted them to celebrate his birthday, he just wanted to find someone to accompany him, to find someone to chat, I don't know what's wrong today, it's very lonely.

Open the phone cover, damn! There was no electricity, Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly, and the interest in finding a buddy to come out and drink with him disappeared instantly.

MKS, it's a Di bar, Zhang Ziwen walked in, this kind of place has been to friends before, Zhang Ziwen can't jump down, he can't say he likes it, he can't say he doesn't like it, but the atmosphere inside is very suitable for him today, there are enough people, the music is deafening enough, and the miasma is enough.

There were already a lot of people sitting at the long bar around the circle, Zhang Ziwen found a vacant seat to sit down, asked for half a dozen beers, saw that the bar sister looked good, I wanted to tease, but the bar sister didn't give him a chance at all, she opened the bottle for Zhang Ziwen and turned around to greet other people, leaving him only with the back of the fragrant shoulder.

Zhang Ziwen poured himself a cup and drank it dry, he was really a little thirsty after walking for so long, and after a short while, he poured three bottles.

On the small dance floor of Di Bar, there were many people, and the DJs on the high stage shouted two sentences into the microphone from time to time with a rough voice, which caused the men and women below to go even more crazy, and with the rhythm of the energetic music, their heads were thrown more round, and their buttocks were twisted more happily.

Zhang Ziwen tried hard to hear what the DJ was yelling at, and how could it cause the men and women of Bundi to be so crazy.

At this time, DJ screamed again, and yelled into the microphone hoarsely: "Ohyebaby*you*you*you"

A burst of lasers, the music is even more intense, the men and women on the dance floor frantically raised their hands with the roar of the DJ, their heads shook from side to side, and the long hair of some beauties flew with the violent shaking of their heads.

"Handsome guy" Zhang Ziwen felt a hand on his shoulder, and when he looked sideways, a bewitching woman with heavy makeup took a cigarette and sprayed at Zhang Ziwen, almost choking him, Zhang Ziwen frowned, what the hell, I don't understand what she wants to do.

"Handsome guy, alone."

"Hmm"

"Would you like me to drink?" The demon woman threw a flattering look at him lightly, and Zhang Ziwen was sure that the powder on her face was definitely falling.

"Okay" Zhang Ziwen endured his disgusting smile and handed over the beer on the table, he was a little hungry when he was lonely, it must be a good thing to have someone to accompany him, not to mention that her handsome guy called Zhang Ziwen very comfortable, although Zhang Ziwen knew that he was already a little handsome.

"Oh, handsome guy, people won't drink this." The woman pushed the beer away from Zhang Ziwen's hand.

"Didn't you want me to invite you? Why don't you drink and come to me. Zhang Ziwen was a little puzzled.

"Hee doesn't know how to drink, people just don't know how to drink beer."

"And what are you going to drink?"

"That's it, people only drink foreign wine."

Following the direction of her finger, Zhang Ziwen saw two xx and one o, just looking at the bottle, he knew that the price was expensive, damn, doesn't this treat me as a Kaizi.

"Okay, handsome guy, just invite me to drink this." The demon woman shook Zhang Ziwen's shoulders in a loud voice, and the panda-like dark circles under her eyes were getting closer and closer to Zhang Ziwen.

"Okay, if you want to drink it yourself."

"Miss bring me a bottle of wine" greeted Sister, the woman couldn't stop flattering Zhang Ziwen: "Handsome guy, you are so good." After speaking, he was about to imprint his blood-red lips on Zhang Ziwen's face.

"Don't" Zhang Ziwen blocked her with his elbow and said with a smile: "What's good? And I don't have to pay. ”

"What?" The woman's expression changed so quickly, all the dark circles under her eyes turned white, and her eyes couldn't be seen: "Stinky boy, you entertain the old lady"

After speaking, he also compared his middle finger to Zhang Ziwen, shook his head, snorted, and twisted to find the next Kaizi.

Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking to himself how could he meet such a vulgar woman, damn, it's good to have a beautiful woman to talk to, maybe the ticket on his body will be thrown out.

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There's always a little bit of sex here, I believe that a few brothers who love clubbing have a deep experience, especially when paying for beauties, you have to pay the price if you have ideas, hehe.

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