Fortunately, I was the only one who saw this kind of scene, and the attention of the whole playground was on me. I whispered: Dude will stay here for ten years, I don't want to make extraneous branches, everyone will give each other a face in the future, if not, Lao Tzu will have fun with you! These few words frightened the funnel like earth. The body is like a sifting of chaff.

I withdrew the spikes, threw him to the ground, and led my brothers back. Along the way, Lao Kui's guy was still very dissatisfied, and said: Brother Chao, that is a good opportunity to make a name for himself, why did you let him go so easily? I didn't want to say more, so I prevaricated vaguely and said: There will be more opportunities in the future, let's just arrive, don't mess with so many people.

These words startled them, too, because they were so different from my style. But only I know that the guard really dared to shoot and kill at that time, and I trust my instincts!

That night, the funnel sent a cigarette. It's an apology. Chen Yunchao smacked: Oh, I really didn't expect to be able to smoke this thing in prison, and I killed half of it with my brothers that night, and the number was full of smoke, and the prisoners in the other numbers cried wolf, and from time to time someone shouted: Brother Chao is good to reward one.

Fuck it. What Lao Tzu risked his life in exchange, you said you wanted it? I said, "Okay, if you smoke my cigarettes, you have to follow me in the future, do you have any opinions?" Actually, I'm here to refuse to make excuses for cigarettes, who is crazy to be someone's little brother for a cigarette?

I thought that no one would squeak when I said this, but I underestimated these eight lambs who were crazy with smoking addiction, and one by one they stretched out their hands from the trumpet like a sheep and said: Brother Chao, I will follow you in the future! Brother Chao, I will be your most loyal little brother in the future, give me one! For a while, almost half of the prison was boiling-

Chen Yunchao recalled the scene of that year and smiled. The folds of his face were full of joy. He sighed softly, grabbed another handful of yellow, soft tobacco, stuffed it into his dry pipe, and took a deep breath, as if reminiscing about the glorious scene at that time.

The rest of the people who didn't squeak were already bosses. Chen Yunchao continued: At that time, I still thought, why are these people so spineless. For the sake of a cigarette, he is willing to become someone's little brother. I found out later. The prisoners want to be a better boss who can protect themselves and bully others. But the few bosses in the prison have strict standards for accepting younger brothers, emphasizing quality rather than quantity. In fact, just think about it, all prisoners have the words of the boss, who to bully and oppress whom?

But at that time, I couldn't get off the stage, and what I said was water that was spilled. Manly, a spit and a nail, how can you talk without words? I had to distribute the cigarettes, but I still deliberately selected, and I received more than 30 brothers in one night, and became the most powerful person in this prison - drink, those days were really majestic, eating, letting off steam, and there was always a large group of people around him.

With such a large group of brothers, there is no need for us to keep a low profile, choose the most idle when we work, eat first when we eat, and occupy the best position when we organize movies, and so on, it can be said that we are extremely arrogant.

Relying on all kinds of things from the people below, I slowly got a good relationship with the prison guards, and the control over us was also relaxed. All of this makes me extremely proud, thinking that I Chen Yunchao is a golden dragon swimming in the world outside, and I am a tiger in the mountains and forests when I come to prison.

was obviously talking about something infinitely beautiful, but Chen Yunchao's tone was faintly sad. This made Zhou Ming guess that something bad must have happened next. Sure enough, Chen Yunchao said: But the good times didn't last long, about a month later. One morning, while my brothers were sleeping in a daze, a prison guard knocked on our iron door and shouted in a cold voice: Get up and run morning exercises! We were all wondering, but we got dressed and shoes anyway

Zhou Ming couldn't help but ask: Isn't running morning exercises something that should be done every day, what is there to wonder?

Chen Yunchao sighed: You don't know, since we got on good terms with the prison guards, we have long since omitted this morning exercise. It's not just us, but a few other bosses who also enjoy this privilege. I put on my shoes and got out of bed, and found that no one had poured the urinal next to the bed, and I couldn't help but be even more strange, knowing that usually before dawn, there was a little brother who took the initiative to pour the urinal for us.

But I didn't think much about it at the time, I thought that some leaders came to inspect today, and we were urged to get up and run morning exercises. But when we got dressed and walked out of the number with sleepy eyes, we found that the other bosses were still asleep, and no one had told them to get up!

I was wondering and was about to ask. But the prison guard was already standing at the door, still shouting in that cold tone: Hurry up, you guys don't rub in! My heart is on fire, but the strong dragon does not suppress the snake, after all, this is someone's territory, so I endured it and went to run the morning exercise, thinking about asking it afterwards, don't you think the benefits you usually give are not enough?

Standing in the line, strange things happened again, and the little brothers who usually stuck to us avoided us from afar, as if they never knew us. A few of us glanced at each other, and we all felt that something was wrong with this, and after exchanging glances, we were all mentally prepared. At breakfast, we occupied a table and sat down as usual, and the younger brother had already made a meal and brought it to him, but now they still avoided it, pretending not to see us.

We are already mentally prepared, so we don't take it seriously, and quietly go to cook by ourselves, even if something big happens, we have to feed our stomachs, right? From time to time, people looked at us from time to time, with strange eyes and fluttering expressions. During the meal, Lao Kui and I exchanged glances, and at the same time stood up and walked towards the toilet.

It just so happened that there was a little brother who used to follow us who was peeing, and that guy was born with six fingers, and his nickname was also called Six Fingers. When he saw us, he immediately showed a panicked look, and before he could finish peeing, he was about to pick up his pants and walk out, spilling all over his crotch. I went up to stop him, and Lao Kui closed the door to the toilet. The two of us pressed his shoulders left and right, and pressed his head into the urine, asking him what was the matter.

When Chen Yunchao talked about this, his expression was relaxed and natural, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing.

Hey, the urinal was clogged and full of urine. The guy was cold and took two mouthfuls, and then he screamed. I grabbed his head and didn't let go, and let him drink enough before he could raise his head. His face was wet and he was gasping for air. Lao Kui and I let go of him, and then asked coldly: Tell me, what's going on? The guy didn't have a temper at all, and he said it all like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

It turned out that last night there was a scorpion who said that he was going to clean us up today, and the irrelevant people should stay away as soon as possible, which is why these situations have happened since the morning. After speaking, the six-fingered guy also kowtowed on the ground fiercely and persuaded: Brother Chao, the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, you just endure this breath and say a few good words to Brother Scorpion, and you must be able to escape

Hearing this, I was so angry that I almost kicked this bastard to death. But I saw that his tone was sincere, his expression was sincere, and he seemed to be genuinely worried about me, so I asked again: What is the origin of this scorpion? Hey, they keep calling me Brother Scorpion, but I'm going to call me Scorpion. What kind of person is Lao Tzu, who can make me call my brother has not yet been born!

These heroic words came out of the mouth of the obscene-looking old man in front of him, but Zhou Ming didn't have the slightest intention of laughing, because he knew what kind of character Chen Yunchao was!

Before I asked Six Fingers, I only knew that Scorpion was a loner, and the other bosses were respectful to him, never looking for his business, and he never asked other people's business. Anyway, I think that guy is spooky, not annoying but not liking. At that time, although I was in the prime of life, I never bullied others casually, so I had nothing to do with him, and I had nothing to do with him. With table tennis in skills.

But he enjoys no less privilege than I do, if not more than I do. He didn't have to run in the morning, he didn't even have to do work, he spent most of his time in the number, and only occasionally went out for a walk, and there was no trouble for the prison guards to go to him. At first, I thought he was an old fritter who had been in prison for a long time, this kind of person is generally very senior, and it is normal for everyone not to disturb his cultivation. I know from Six-Finger's mouth that it's been less than a year since he came in!

Zhou Ming heard from Chen Yunchao's tone that he still had a lot of respect for this guy called Scorpion, unlike the disdain when mentioning cuttlefish and funnels, the arrogance of swallowing mountains and rivers was also a lot more restrained.

Six Fingers told me that the scorpion had committed a felony of murder, and that he had killed more than one. It stands to reason that such a person should be sentenced to death as soon as possible, but for some reason, he has not moved, and it seems that he is under pressure from some unknown source. When the scorpion first came in, it showed a detached and extraordinary temperament, and just the look of the scorpion could make people shudder and retreat.

The bosses had asked him for trouble in private, but they were all subdued by him one by one. The scorpion told them that he did not want to be the king and dominate, and that in the future, the water from the well would not interfere with the water of the river, and that each would pass by himself. Since then, he has kept his promise, never formed a gang, and has always been alone.