Chapter 140: Irritability

Feng Han, who was arrested and put in the prison of the police department, shouted injustice. If it weren't for the two whips of the jailer, he might have been able to wake up everyone in Shenyang City.

"Your grandmother's, if they call again, Lao Tzu will sew your mouth and make you speechless for the rest of your life." The second dog waved the leather whip in his hand and glared at Feng Han, who was grinning with his teeth, with a cold and sinister expression.

"Master Jun, we are really wronged, please let us go." Qi Baifeng pretended to be pitiful and pleaded pitifully.

"Wronged?" The jailer sneered: "Open your mouth and close your mouth to scold the imperial army, and you still have a murder weapon hidden, what is it that is not an anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese thug?" If you fucking shout injustice, Lao Tzu will let you know what injustice is. ”

Mo Xiaosheng, who was sitting in the corner, said coldly: "Little brother, you can fight it, it doesn't matter." But you can't beat this, if you dare to touch him, maybe someone will ask for your head. ”

The jailer was stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "You fucking scare me, Lao Tzu is scared." Death row prisoner, not only is I going to beat him up today, but I'm also going to fucking clean you up, I think who the fuck dares to ask for my head? ”

"Qi Bai Mountain." Mo Xiaosheng said coldly: "Qi Baishan, the translator of the Kwantung Army Headquarters, does he dare to ask for your head?" ”

The jailer took a step back, feeling a chill in his heart: "Death row prisoner, you want to bluff me, how can Translator Qi have anything to do with you anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese thugs?" ”

Although the jailer is still bluffing, it can be seen that his confidence is obviously insufficient and he is afraid.

"Whatever you want." Mo Xiaosheng crossed his hands in front of his chest: "Believe it or not, anyway, it's not me who suffers in the end, when I farted just now, it doesn't matter if I clean him up and discount his legs." If you want to figure things out, call Translator Qi and ask him if he has a younger brother named Qi Baifeng. If he says no, wouldn't it be better for him to come back and break his waist, and to be more relieved, and to show your means better? ”

"Okay, I'll ask, if you fool Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has a hundred ways to let you survive and not die." The jailer will be suspicious and dare not act recklessly, he must find out whether this person is Qi Baishan's younger brother, if he is really Qi Baishan's younger brother and was beaten by him, then it is really hard to say whether the guy he eats can keep.

He didn't want to show weakness in front of Mo Xiaosheng and them, after all, this matter was not known to be true or false. If these boys fooled him in order to avoid his whip, they lied that they were brothers with Qi Baishan. And he is begging to buy it now, once this thing is not true, then won't he become a joke for others?

For this reason, he threw down the cruel words, saved face for himself, turned around and ran to the prison duty room.

A phone ringing woke up Qi Baishan, who was sleeping, he grabbed the phone and said cautiously in Japanese: "Hey, I'm Qi Baishan, and you're --。 ”

"Hello Translator Qi." The voice of the jailer came from the phone: "I am Chen Sandong from Dongcheng Prison of the Police Department, and I have an important matter to report to you." ”

"What is there to talk to Hao Taimin, what are you looking for me for? I'm not in charge of your prison. A call in the middle of the night, looking for death, right? "I thought it was a call from the Kwantung Army Command, and there was something important. But he didn't want to be interrupted by an insignificant jailer, Qi Baishan was extremely annoyed, and he was about to put down the phone casually