Brother Long's examination results are out.

Comminuted fractures of the jaw and bridge of the nose, multiple soft tissue contusions, and a cracked eyeball.

After all, it was a human life, and the case was quickly reported.

The director didn't dare to be careless, and after learning more about what happened, he targeted Wang Zhong.

Who Wang Zhong is, he naturally knows very well.

Mayor Ma ordered the people who were thrown in and strictly guarded, and it was said that they were very capable of beating, but I didn't expect that this young man was so restless that he would kill someone as soon as he came in.

After thinking about it, he hung up the phone to Marven and reported the matter as it was.

Ma Wencai was overjoyed, and he was worried that he would not be able to find evidence and could not convict Wang Zhong. Now it's just right, committing such a big thing, I can't spare him.

However, this is not the time to rectify the person, the central inspection team has been investigating very hard, and it is so busy that it can't spare its hands at all.

"People are locked up first, waiting for me to deal with it." These are Ma Wencai's exact words.

The director understood in his heart, called up the case file, locked it in the office drawer, and issued a gag order to the people below, strictly prohibiting the spread of this matter.

A turmoil was temporarily suppressed, and Wang Zhong suddenly established his prestige among the prisoners.

Many people know that there is a hard stubble in room 1102, and he killed someone on the first day he just came in, and he didn't have any shit, and the director also helped wipe his ass.

Wang Zhong took root in 1102, read books with peace of mind, and did questions, but it was very clean.

This is also a rare life experience, but I don't know if it will leave a stain on the file.

Wang Zhong remembered a widely circulated saying, law and power are like two people, power is the husband, the law is the wife, behind closed doors, the husband plays with the wife, it is natural.

Marven just said a word, and he was imprisoned like this.

Although I have other considerations, it is half a push, but it is not so comfortable after all.

Power!

Power!

Power!

One day, I have the power in my hands and kill all the dogs in the world!

The seed in Wang Zhong's heart grew stronger and stronger.

……

"It's a fight, go and see!"

"Young Marshal Hua's guy is fighting with people again!"

In the evening, when Wang Zhong was meditating on a math problem, he heard the excited shouts of someone in the corridor outside the door.

The two people in the room who were taking turns smoking a cigarette butt, heard the shouting outside, stopped smoking, carefully extinguished, stuffed it under the bed board, put on their shoes and ran out of the door.

Wang Zhong didn't even look at them, and he didn't have any distractions.

After a few minutes, I could only hear the louder and louder voices outside the door, shouts, exclamations, and cheers, which made people upset, and the little solution ideas that had just been sorted out were gone.

The pen fell, the book was closed, and Wang Zhong went out the door, walking in the direction from which the voice came.

It was a cell at the end of the hallway.

There was a person guarding the entrance of the building, and the probe probed the brain, probably looking at the wind.

When he saw Wang Zhong, he grinned, with a bit of flattery and flattery.

"What's going on inside?" Wang Zhong asked with a frown.

"Our boss is listening to the book inside." The little brother explained with a hippie smile.

In just one afternoon, Wang Zhong's prestige has already spread, and this little brother does not dare to slack off.

Brother Long is a well-known hard nail, he can fight, even Brother Long was killed by a punch, who would dare to underestimate this student boy?

Seeing Wang Zhong's confused appearance, he spat along his mouth and quickly explained, "Do you want to go in?" Hua Shaoshuai's calf was not honest, and he was beaten by our boss, and now he is telling stories in it, but he is more energetic, than watching wool films. ”

Wang Zhong thought thoughtfully, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are fights and brawls in schools, not to mention prisons.

"What is storytelling?" Wang Zhong asked, these two words could not be understood in the normal sense.

"If you go in and have a look, you'll see."

Wang Zhong gently pushed the door open, and a wave of heat mixed with the smell of smoke, sweat, and feet came to his face.

I saw that in this room, there were at least twenty or so people at this time, forming a big circle, all of them looking elated, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

And in the middle of the circle, there was a young-looking man, squatting on a horse, with a urinal on his head.

This person is quite handsome, well-proportioned, with a white face, a high nose, a full forehead, and a bit of sven in his masculinity, and he is a very popular man among women.

Wang Zhong pursed his lips, although he was not convinced, he had to admit that this product was more handsome than himself, but he was worthy of the name of Hua Shaoshuai.

It's just that in a place like a detention center, the more handsome you look, the more miserable the end will be.

After standing at the door for a while, Wang Zhong understood what it meant to tell a story.

Staring at the flower young handsome in the urinal, spitting stars flying around, telling about things that are not suitable for children, the voice is very magnetic, the details are extremely clear, and the words are extremely lewd. Swing, like a midnight adult radio anchor.

Wang Zhong has to admire, this product is indeed a talent.

Rao is with his own concentration, and when he hears this, he is a little excited.

The rest of the room was even more unbearable, all with their ears pricked up, and some even rubbed their hands against their crotches.

Wang Zhong felt a little disgusted, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned his head and went out, asked the little brother who looked at the wind, and handed over a cigarette, "What's the matter with the storyteller inside?" ”

"Strong. Rape. ”

"That kid just came in last month, and it's said that he is a professional little white face, with a gun under his crotch and a hundred people, and he has a lot of experience. No, I tell stories every day, and I don't have the same thing. Gee...... It's a benefit. ”

"I heard someone hit him just now?"

"No!"

happily lit a cigarette, and the little brother continued with his eyebrows, "That kid is really a talent, it seems that he has a leg with the wife of an official, and he was found out and thrown into the game directly." Say hello from above, as long as you don't get killed, you can clean it up. ”

Just as he was talking to him, Wang Zhong suddenly heard a pig-killing scream from the room.

The younger brother's face changed, and he hurriedly pushed the door open.

Wang Zhong also followed, and after talking for a while, the situation in the room changed dramatically.

I saw that the young marshal Hua who was still telling the story just now, was holding a long nail in his hand at this time, and it was straight on the main artery of a big man's neck, and his handsome face was full of hideousness.

"Don't come here!"

"I've had enough!"

"A bunch of perverts! It's not enough to listen to Nima's yellow jokes, I still want to Lao Tzu! Come on, stab you! ”

As he spoke, he pressed the nail down for a few minutes, and the sharp iron nail cut through the skin on the big man's neck, and blood quickly oozed out.

"Let go of Lao Tzu, you are looking for death!" The big man didn't dare to move, so he could only say viciously.

"Let you be paralyzed! See if you die first or I die first! "Hua Shaoshuai's nails are a little deeper, and his eyes are red, like a wolf.

The other people in the room, seeing this scene, did not come forward one by one, they were all watching the show.

Such a powerful scene is really rare.

It's been a long time since it's been this lively.

First, Brother Long of 1102 was punched to death, and now another veteran bully of 1108 has also been kidnapped.

"Boy, since you've come in, you have to talk about the rules, let go of Brother Biao, and everything is easy to say." A middle-aged man said with a smile, and lit a cigarette slowly.

"Get out of the way, you deserve to tell me the rules?" Hua Shaoshuai shouted coldly, "Get out of here!" ”

Bang!

At this time, the big man named Brother Biao twisted his neck violently, lowered his head, and slapped his iron elbow under the ribs of Hua Shaoshuai.

In the end, he is a veteran of combat experience, and even if he is held hostage, he can seize the opportunity to fight back.

Young Marshal Hua stumbled by this elbow, seized the opportunity, Brother Biao pushed him hard under the crotch, and then another elbow hit him on the spine.

The action is extremely ruthless, and it doesn't drag the mud and water at all.

"Turtle son, you also want to stab Lao Tzu to death! Brothers, call me! ”

Although Brother Biao's neck was still bleeding, he didn't care at all, he pulled a towel and tied it around his neck, he stepped on the head of Hua Shaoshuai with one foot, and with an order, several people rushed out of the crowd and beat the water dog.

These people are very experienced, and at first glance they are the masters of frequent fights, and they do not hit thick meaty places, but specialize in picking up key parts such as knees and ribs.

After a while, Hua Shaoshuai spurted out a large mouthful of blood, obviously suffering internal injuries.

"Stop!"

Brother Biao shouted, and finally stomped heavily on Hua Shaoshuai, "If it was outside, Lao Tzu would have killed you, what j8 thing!" ”

Hua Shaoshuai twitched powerlessly a few times, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Seeing him like this, Brother Biao laughed, unbuttoned his belt, and shushed on the spot, and all the yellow liquid was poured on the young marshal Hua.

"Come, brothers, show the murder weapon." He laughed.

After a few younger brothers did the same, they smiled and walked away.

Wang Zhong watched the whole battle and was silent all the time.

Dog eats dog, there's nothing to say.

If it weren't for the hard enough fists, I guess this would be the end, right?

……

After watching a good show, after returning to the cell, several people were still discussing excitedly, and after Wang Zhong shouted to Lao Tzu to be quiet, no one dared to speak out.

The night was getting deeper.

Amid the snoring sound one after another, Wang Zhong quietly turned the pages of the book, and suddenly heard what seemed to be footsteps in the corridor, and then there was a slight knock on the door.

Looking at the table below, it is already two o'clock in the morning.

It's all this point, who's still out there?

"Who?" Wang Zhong whispered.

"Me." A weak voice.

Putting down the book, Wang Zhong walked to the door gently, and vaguely heard that it was the young marshal Hua who was beaten in the evening.

Pushing open the door, Wang Zhong saw that he was covered in dirt and exuded a fishy smell, as if he had crawled out of a dung pit.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zhong's voice was a little cold.

Wang Zhong is not a bad person, but he is not a good person either.

If you see an old man and an old lady hit by a car on the street, you probably won't go over to help her.

"Help me."

"Huh." With a light snort, Wang Zhong turned around and left.

"Wait......" With a bang, Hua Shaoshuai knelt down directly, "Can you do me a little favor, it's very simple, just make a phone call, and someone will come to save me." ”

Wang Zhong frowned, "To whom?" ”

"Her name is Liu Wenhui, and she is an old friend of mine." Hua Shaoshuai gritted his teeth and said.

"Who is she?" Wang Zhong asked curiously.

"I ...... I can't say. Hua Shaoshuai hesitated, as if this Liu Wenhui was a great person.

"Don't say it." Wang Zhong raised his feet and left.

"Wait...... I say! Hua Shaoshuai hurriedly shouted, "I said, she ...... She...... She is the mayor's wife. My husband's name is Ma Wencai, please keep it secret, otherwise I will die! ”