Hua Feng didn't make a move, but looked at it with disgust, left the electric rod on the ground, stood up and walked towards the door. [Full text reading. The three of them thought that the little ghost they had invited could finally leave, but they didn't expect the other party to walk to the door, and when they were about to open the door, they turned around and walked back, came to the ear of the deputy prison director, and whispered to him.

"I've found a lot of evidence from you, and it's not just your phone, and I hope you can step down automatically. Don't think about finding someone to get revenge, because you don't have the ability and don't dare. I can tell you that my backstage is Zhang Chang of the Southeast Military Region. Hua Feng looked at the other party contemptuously and said. At this time, when the deputy warden looked at Hua Feng, his face had changed, because he knew that what Hua Feng said was the truth. At this time, he thought that Hua Feng, a long prisoner, had entered the prison with a conspiracy, so he quickly passed out and fell into the arms of the emaciated prison guard. It is still possible to live if you do evil in heaven, but you cannot live if you do it yourself. For this kind of person, Hua Feng has never felt the same way. Glancing at the fat deputy warden on the ground, he stood up and walked to the door of the office. When Hua Feng pulled the door open, a person almost fell to the ground from the outside. Hua Feng didn't need to look at it to know that it was the prison warden.

"Hua Feng, you are also here, and I still want to come to discuss some things with the deputy warden." The warden said embarrassedly. Of course, when Hua Feng was about to go out just now, he knew that someone was eavesdropping outside the door near the door, so for the prison warden's words, it was just used to deceive children. However, he will not say it, because there are things that make no sense to say it. Seeing that the other party was snickering at the deputy warden who was unconscious on the ground, Hua Feng didn't know if what he had done this time was perfect? After all, the two prison wardens belong to two major factions, and if one side is overthrown, the other side will definitely be the dominant faction, and I don't know if it will be beneficial to fight for the interests of the prisoners in the future.

"Oh, what's wrong with the deputy warden?"

"It's fine, maybe I was drunk in the office just now." Hua Feng said and walked out to the door. He doesn't like to be around people like the prison warden, even though the other party seems to have a very good opinion of him from the beginning and seems to have been taking care of himself. However, for the last time he talked to the prison warden, he will remember for the rest of his life that the other party's perfunctory behavior made Hua Feng feel that the other party was just a ** person who pursued power, even if the other party was an excellent politician, but the other party was not a good official, not even a qualified official.

"Oh, then, let the deputy warden wake up and talk to him again! The warden said, stepping out. When he saw that Hua Feng was about to leave, he hurriedly stopped him.

"Hua Feng, won't you talk to me? It turns out that you also smoke, so why didn't you tell me earlier, I have a friend there who brought tribute cigarettes from the capital, how about it? The warden smiled and urged urging.

"Prison warden, I'm just a prisoner, how can I afford to smoke the cigarettes smoked by the leaders of those countries. I just want to make life better for the prisoners, so I can get rid of the deputy warden, and the same can happen to everyone else. It's true! Hua Feng said, and the prison warden, who stayed aside, walked down to the office building. Today's sunshine is as warm as usual. However, it seems that the inmates of the entire prison feel different from usual, and a dead prison seems to be about to come alive!

When he returned to the door of the cell, Hua Feng entered the cell next door to see the old man's illness, he knew that he had no ability to save the old man's illness, but Hua Feng wanted to do his best to reduce the pain for the other party. Bone cancer can be said to make a person's bones pain all over the body, and the whole body is uncomfortable, and it is almost worse than death. If it weren't for the fact that the old man could practice and suppress it, maybe the old man would have died a long time ago. Entering the cell, the Black Panther Gang inmates around him greeted Hua Feng respectfully, Hua Feng also smiled and nodded, and walked to the corner of the cell, just as he saw the old man holding a bottle of high-purity Moutai wine and drinking it, the wine spilled on his chest, and he seemed to have no idea at all. Those people who can really drink are actually just people like the old man. I heard that Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, a generation of military generals in the Three Kingdoms era, are the gods of wine, and every time they drink, they don't drink like the current Northeast Han or Shandong Han, but every time they talk about the wine altar, how much wine they drink each time. But, in fact, are they comparable to the old men now? No, they can't, because the so-called liquor they drink is mixed with water, and it is just low-purity liquor.

"Old man, they all say that strong alcohol is bad for your body, and you still drink like that!" Hua Feng asked.

"Hey, you said that I am a person who is about to die, and now I don't have good wine on earth, can I drink it in hell again? Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable for everyone, and at my current age, I feel that God has been very good to me. I'm very satisfied that I can die freely now, instead of in a foreign country. The old man said heartily, it seemed that he was really quick to see his illness. Hua Feng knew that what the old man said was very right, a person who was about to die, even if he didn't want to meet his own requirements as much as possible, that is, if he had the ability, he would try his best to meet the other party's requirements before he died.

"The old man may be right, maybe I'm too obsessed with patients not valuing their lives from a doctor's point of view.

"You're young, and so many wonderful worlds belong to young people like you, so there's nothing to worry about. Come, let's drink together. The old man laughed. He knew Hua Feng's concern, and he was also very satisfied. He knew that Hua Feng was still the same Hua Feng as before, but sometimes, because of the environment he was in, he had to do it. It can be said that Hua Feng is sometimes a two-faced person, his benevolence and domineering, but his character is always biased towards kindness.

"Drink!" Hua Feng picked up the bottle of Moutai that the old man had just opened for him, touched the old man's Moutai wine, raised his head and took a big sip.

"Old man, can you still bring out a few bottles of wine?" Hua Feng asked embarrassedly. The old man smiled, the thick white beard seemed to be curled, he knew what Hua Feng wanted those wines for, took out seven or eight bottles from the hole in the corner and put them in front of Hua Feng and said.

"It's better to be alone than to be happy!" The old man said with a sigh. The elderly, in fact, whether they are retired high-ranking officials and leaders, or old farmers in the fields, they all want a lively place.

"Old man, you give me so much at once, do you want me to give it back to you then!"

"It's still a fart! When the Qingming Festival comes, remember to sprinkle me with some wine, and I will be very happy. The old man laughed. It's just that after hearing this, Hua Feng's eyes seemed to start to moisten.